When Flood becomes a yearly affair
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Hide and seek / nishal lama © |
This had to be my first blog post; guess, I wanted it that
way. Don't ask me why, for I may not be able to convince you with my answer.
Well, I am a north-easterner (India) from the deepest core of
my heart. And I am proud of that very fact. You will find many like me, living
in different parts of the country, far away from home. We really don't have a
lot to do back home, you know. Do you hate me because I say this? Well, what do
I care! This is my space and I, too, have got certain prejudices -- just like many of you -- and here I have got this little space to think,
write, photograph, just the way I want. That's precisely why I have this blog. Man, I am glad to have finally found this space.
Anyways, let me tell you why I say the above -- many will
say a poignant -- statement.
I have a masters in Audio Visual Communication. Been a
journalist (just to know how frustrating helplessness can be)-turned-photographer. I can go back home and apply for a job, but then I won't be able
to justify my work. Many reasons to be blamed. No-no, I am not talking about
the senior reporter, or the sub editor, for they are helpless too.
I am from Assam, or at least should I say I have lived
almost all my life there -- long enough to call the place my own.
Just like they say, It is NOT what you see, It
is How you see it! I feel if you really have to see the real beauty, you get to
go to the interiors. So, my sincere advice to somebody going to the North East
India would be, try going to the interiors. Like places that you haven't heard of
before. Life is not what you see in the city, but beyond.
The photographs below will tell you a similar
kind of story.
There are many like me from Assam who would have
heard or seen life in a flood affected area. Well, flood is a yearly affair
back in my State and everyone gets to face the music living in the plain areas,
you know. Everyone! I was lucky that way, for I come from the one and only hill
station of Assam, Haflong. So, speaking about
the flood, I always thought that was the end of it. I mean whatever I could
see, you know. And I am speaking about Guwahati.
The entire North East is connected with rest of the country through Guwahati. The Capital of Assam, Dispur, lies in this city. (How small the region -- North East India sounds like -- right? Well, that doesn't give you the authority to generalize me with the rest from N-E India, for we may look like one, but we are different, as different as chalk and cheese, night and day, black and white.
The extent and magnitude of flood problem is assessed in
terms of different types of damages caused by flood. And till then I had only
seen this in the city, which was only the tip of the iceberg.
The entire North East is connected with rest of the country through Guwahati. The Capital of Assam, Dispur, lies in this city. (How small the region -- North East India sounds like -- right? Well, that doesn't give you the authority to generalize me with the rest from N-E India, for we may look like one, but we are different, as different as chalk and cheese, night and day, black and white.
Flood. I was speaking about that. So, this
happened in the year 2007, while I was an intern in Action Aid, Guwahati. I discovered
something that I would have never been able to otherwise.
For the internship, I was assigned the
responsibility, along with other members, to develop a brief documentary to
capture the impact of flood amongst people living in these flood affected areas
in the State. I was all excited about the internship until the day when I
actually happened to go for field work and interact with the people from a
small Village at Padimpora Chowk in Nalbari district. Everything happened really
fast, you know, and it took quite a bit for me to understand what was going on.
Some
revelations from my one-month-long internship in Action Aid:
Nalbari district is one of the most worst
affected areas during flood.
During flood, the people didn't have any
place to stay and rehabilitation would reach them after long days of wait.
There was no sign of proper sanitation. What's
worst, is during flood villagers had to live amidst so many epidemics.
Not less than 150 kms away from the capital
city of Assam, there still is a Village with no electricity at all. I felt
miserable to have actually travelled all the way there in an air conditioned
car just to see them living life in an oven. And to make the water murkier,
half of the village was immersed under flood water.
There was just one school and the village
still has children's wanting to pursue higher studies. Some doctors, and some
engineers. Many would leave the village after class X, for they wanted to pursue
higher studies.
Along with usual course, the children's were
taught ways to tackle flood situation.
More than prevention, precautionary measures
were given more importance here. Why? Well, flood is a yearly affair in Assam and
it has continued for the last five decades. Yet, the appropriate rescue and
relief operation never reach the needy on time.
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Children playing in the mud after a night of heavy rain / nishal lama © |
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During the monsoon, children's often have to travel to school this way / nishal lama © |
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As flood water recedes, risk of epidemic looms / nishal lama © |
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A group of Children get together while their parents are out in the fields to catch some fresh fish / nishal lama © |
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A child does her assignment in the only existing school in the Village at Padimpora Chowk / nishal lama © |
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Every year the floods leave a trail of destruction, washing away villages, submerging paddy fields /nishal lama © |







