they work in the field to produce the golden crops of rice and wheat.
they work into sun wet in rain.
ages after ages they work to meet the need of food.
they work from the morning to the Evening, sheding sweats and tears to bring smile on face of Their Children.
they are the our dear friends farmers.
farmers smile when they get enough crop but they cry when they do not get enough prices of the crops.
sometimes they arised voice in Anger and force to commit suicide when failed to pay the debts of bank.
but who cares and hears?the politicians are busy to deliver speech with new promise in place of old ones and making new schemes.
but the condition of the farmers remains the same.
©subirmitra
S