Wednesday, August 7, 2013

TBI Specials: Young, special, on the ball and ripping apart the net in Spain | The Better India

TBI Specials: Young, special, on the ball and ripping apart the net in Spain | The Better India:

TBI Specials: Young, special, on the ball and ripping apart the net in Spain

 
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Many of you would have read our previous coverage of the Jharkhand tribal girls who won the third place at the
Gasteiz Cup football tournament in Spain. Here we bring to you the complete story as reported by Anumeha Yadav. Read to know more about the girls who have become an inspiration to an entire nation!
Two weeks ago a group of teenage girls from a village on the outskirts of Ranchi in Jharkhand achieved something that sportspersons with the best facilities and support in cities often aspire for but don’t always succeed.
On July 13, 18 tribal girls from Ormanjhi village in Jharkhand cheered in traditional attire after being placed third in the Gasteiz Cup in Spain
On July 13, 18 tribal girls from Ormanjhi village in Jharkhand cheered in traditional attire after being placed third in the Gasteiz Cup in Spain (Photo Courtesy: The Hindu)
On July 13, the 18 tribal girls representing Yuwa India under-14 all-girls team were placed third among 10 teams playing for the Gasteiz Cup in Victoria Gasteiz in Spain. The girls – a majority of whom played outside their village in Ormanjhi for the first time – were placed third after two wins, two losses, and one draw against international teams. Earlier during the Donosti Cup, Spain’s biggest football tournament, the girls made it to quarter finals from among 36 international teams.
The young footballers wearing red and white sarees and sneakers, with plastic flowersadorning their hair and around their wrists, were ecstatic as they won the third prize in Gasteiz, Spain that Saturday night.
The girls who had never played outside of their village, at a practice session on Thursday in Hutup village in Ormanjhi
The girls who had never played outside of their village, at a practice session on Thursday in Hutup village in Ormanjhi (Photo Courtesy: Anumeha Yadav)
Says Rinky Kumari, 13, the team’s captain back in Ormanjhi, grinning:
We had carried sarna sarees in our bags and some flowers too. When they announced our names we ran into the dressing room and took just five minutes to get dressed in our sarees, then we came out and accepted the prize and then we danced.
“Yuwa yuwa hum hai yuwa, sab se juda; gendwa ko maarei, netwa ko phaade, mil ke bolo Jai Yuwa (We are young, so special; we are on the ball, we attack the net; all hail Yuwa),” the team breaks into chorus before practice on Thursday afternoon.
“They were cheered everywhere they went. They would break into song and dance always even doing the jhumar (traditional dance) with a team from Spain at San Sebastian. The only time I saw them nervous was the first game,” recounted Sandeep Chhetri Yuwa’s secretary and the team’s unofficial cheering songs writer.
The girls from Ormanjhi are an inspiration for the younger generation at their hometown.
The girls from Ormanjhi are an inspiration for the younger generation at their hometown. (Photo Courtesy: Anumeha Yadav)
At the afternoon session at Yuwa’s center at Hutup village, the older girls break into giggles when their peers’ Spain tour is mentioned. “They saw the sea!” the group exclaims. “They told us there was lots of meat, chicken, even pigs’ meat. There was bread, butter, jam. People there bathe in the sea,” Preeti Kumari, 9, sums up the buzz among the children in Hutup since the girls’ return.
Shivani Toppo, 12, who has played football since Franz Gastler, a 30-year old American founded Yuwa-India in this Jharkhand village in 2009 and was among two girls from Yuwa who had toured with India’s under-14 team in Sri Lanka last year, explains her interest in the game. “It keeps me healthy. If I stay home I do not feel good. Also, Franz sir got all of us to go to good schools. He helped my family pay the school fee and now the school has waived the fee off,” says the team’s second defender.
Shivani Toppo twelve who was part of the team that won bronze in Spain last month back at practice at hutup in Ormanjhi in Ranchi
Shivani Toppo, twelve, who was part of the team that won bronze in Spain last month back at practice at Hutup in Ormanjhi near Ranchi (Photo Courtesy: Anumeha Yadav)
Shivani’s family lives in a kutcha house in Hutup, not far from the football field. On her way home after the two hour practice session everyday neighbours would pass rude remarks, Shivani recalls.
They would say, why do you walk around in half-pants like boys. They would tell my parents that Franz will sell your daughter. My father died last year but I remember he would tell me that I should give it back to these people. So I told them that I eat what my parents cook for me before playing. I take nothing that is yours.
“She must study and sports make her happy. She helps me out lift dung and clean utensils every morning before she goes to schools,” said Shivani’s mother Jhari Devi who supports the family working as a daily wage labourer in a plastics factory at Hudup since her husband died last year. “If she has to play football, she obviously has to wear these clothes,” says Shivani’s grandfather Dukhan Pahan.
Shivani Toppo with her mother Jhari Devi and grandfather Dukhan Pahan at their home in Hutup in Ormanjhi near Ranchi
Shivani Toppo with her mother Jhari Devi and grandfather Dukhan Pahan at their home in Hutup in Ormanjhi near Ranchi (Photo Courtesy: Anumeha Yadav)
In the three weeks the girls were on tour, 40 new children have joined Yuwa’s practice session besides the 220 who are already regular. Yuwa-India’s Executive Director Franz Gastler who had first come to Jharkhand four years back to teach in villages, sounds excited about the team’s achievements but at the same time is concerned.
“We applied for land on a long-term lease because the land we play on is disappearing from right under our feet as land prospectors come in and buy up the land and put brick walls around it. Right now our proposal is sitting with the Sports Secretary, we do not know what will happen,” says Gastler.
Read an interview with Franz Gastler here and get more details including a documentary on the football team here.
This story first appeared in The Hindu and has been republished here with permission.
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Sunday, July 28, 2013

How Did A Commerce Ex-lecturer Convert 25 Acres of Barren Land Into A Lush Green Farm? | The Better India

How Did A Commerce Ex-lecturer Convert 25 Acres of Barren Land Into A Lush Green Farm? | The Better India:

How Did A Commerce Ex-lecturer Convert 25 Acres of Barren Land Into A Lush Green Farm?


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This story of the untiring efforts of a commerce ex-lecturer to convert twenty five acres of a barren piece of land into a self sustainable green farm, provides an ideal example of a model for rainwater harvesting and demonstrates how persistence and the sheer determination to go on till the end, can yield miraculous results.
A visit to Richard Rebello’s twenty five acre AR farms, some twenty five kilometres away from Mangalore in Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district in Karnataka is an example of the sheer grit and determination of a person with no background in agriculture, in fact a Commerce ex-lecturer, who through his persistent experimentation and research was able to apply principles of rainwater harvesting in his farm, which led to miraculous results and to the transformation of a barren piece of land into a model for rainwater harvesting.
Richard Rebello, owner of AR farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
Richard Rebello, owner of AR farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
“The farm was not like what you see today”, says Richard Rebello. It is indeed difficult to believe that the farm which is now full of vegetation, tall green grass, cashew nut trees, coconut, pepper, pineapples, areca nut, banana, was once a barren land without water. The two borewells and the three open wells in the farm are now full of water.
The story of how this barren piece of land was transformed into a self sufficient farm dates back to 1987. Richard Rebello acquired this land from a doctor who was keen to sell off this land as it had been written off as useless and uncultivable because of lack of water and the hard laterite rock which makes it very difficult to hold water.
Rain Pond at AR farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
Rain Pond at AR farms
It all started when the doctor approached Richard Rebello for help to sell off the farm and found that lack of water chased off future customers. After seeing the doctor’s frustration, Richard Rebello decided to step in to help and decided to buy the farm himself. The land was in very poor condition then. Around 20 percent of it was very hard laterite where no crops could be grown. The very few coconut trees that the land had, had also withered off because of the lack of water.
Richard Rebello decided to take it up as a challenge and thus started his quest for finding solutions to solve the water problems of the land. Richard Rebello travelled to many places in the Dakshin Kannada district and Kerala in search of solutions. The only solution he was offered was that of mulching, which had been successfully used in rubber plantations on the hill tops.
Mulching pit at AR Farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
Mulching pit at AR Farms
He began experimenting and implementing his ideas by starting with mulching of coconut trees with green and dry leaves. The other idea he started implementing was to dig pits and deep trenches in the soil in his land at regular intervals to direct the flow of rainwater from the slopes into the trenches. He continued the process of digging new pits and trenches and also de-silting the older ones.
My basic aim in doing this was to catch all the water following the heavy rains that we have in this part of the country, which is normally wasted because of the hard laterite structures and the location of the farm on a hilltop. I take care to see that not a single drop of water is wasted.
He shows us the trenches made on the sloping roads that allow the water to flow inside the farm to percolate in the soil. We also have a look at a huge rain pond dug to collect run-off water from about 10-15 acres, which has a capacity of 10 lakh litres.
Trenches dug at AR farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
Trenches dug at AR farms
He shows us the new pits and trenches that he continues to make in his farm to catch the runoff and help in percolation of water. “Even mulching helps to prevent evaporation of water”, he says. “I have been doing this for the last 24 years and have gone step by step to get results. No land should be left fallow”, he says and shows us some patches of thick vegetation on the farms. “It is important to have thick plantations in some places to prevent evaporation of water and also prevent erosion of the soil,” he informs.
Besides growing fruits and vegetables, Richard Rebello’s farm also includes a poultry that breeds broiler chicken and a dairy, both helping his farm by providing manure thus making it self sufficient. The yield from his farm now includes coconuts, pineapples, bananas, besides cashews and pepper that provide him a considerable amount of profit and that too from a land that was written off as barren a few years back!
Poultry at AR farms, Heroor village, Kundapur, Udupi district
Poultry at AR farms
Richard Rebello points at a place on the slope below his land at the overgrown bushes and informs that this was once a madaka, a traditional water harvesting structure, which continues to be ignored and crores of rupees are spent on projects to procure water in the area, which are wasted. “The only thing that needs to be done is to scoop out the mud from the madaka and it will still be full of water”, he adds.
What is important is for people to understand the importance of utilising all the rainwater that is available, we have traditional methods to do so as well. Earlier, people at the village level built check dams, bunds to take care of their water needs. The mentality that the government should do everything for us spoilt this and these efforts at the local level were replaced by huge structures such as dams.
“However, this cannot be the solution everywhere. What is important is to try out your own ways of finding solutions to the water problems by looking at what our ancestors did. It is sad that we do not give importance to rainwater harvesting and to see that the traditional rainwater harvesting structures such as the madaka continue to be ignored.
AR Farms at present
AR Farms at present
“Many a times solutions do exist, what is important is to have the will and the determination to pursue them till the end!” he adds as we return to his small house in the farm to drink coconut water and taste the fruits, taking in the scenic beauty, impressed by his simplicity and determination to go on!
This article has been written by Aarti Kelkar-Khambete for India Water Portal (IWP) and republished here in arrangement with IWP.
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Sunday, June 30, 2013

India’s Great Sand Artist - India Real Time - WSJ

India’s Great Sand Artist - India Real Time - WSJ:

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Sudarshan Pattnaik gave final touches to a huge sand sculpture of the goddess Durga at a beach near Bhubaneswar, Orissa, Oct. 19, 2004. 
Sudarsan Pattnaik’s tryst with sand began when he was an 8-year-old, on visits to a beach in Puri, a holy city in the eastern Indian state of Orissa. For hours he would swirl his fingers in the sand and make sculptures.
Born into an impoverished family in Puri in 1977, he dropped out of school by the time he was eight, when the only income his family of six received was 200 rupees ($3.33) a month.

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One of Mr. Pattnaik’s early sculptures of a standing lady.
“My father had abandoned us and the little money that came into the house was from my grandmother’s pension,” Mr. Pattnaik, now 36 years old, said in a recent interview with India Real Time.
But he didn’t need much to pursue his interest in art.
“The beach was my canvas and my fingers, the brush. Water gave shape to my sculpture and the only color needed was that of sand,” he said.

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Sudarsan Pattnaik gave final touches to a sculpture of goddess Durga in Siliguri, West Bengal, Oct. 1, 2011. 
As a boy, Mr. Pattnaik started making routine visits to the beach at dawn and dusk, before and after his shift as a domestic worker in his neighborhood. His sandcastles gradually grew into bigger and more complex artworks.
He received valuable encouragement and advice from passersby.
“I remember once being told by a tourist that the nose of a figure I sculpted was abnormally large. I went back to the beach for the next few days and made that figure over and over again till I got to hear that the nose was perfect,” said Mr. Pattnaik.

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A sand sculpture of Lord Jagannath ahead of thechariot festival in Orissa in 2008. 
Nearly three decades later, Mr. Pattnaik is still experimenting with sand. His work includes huge sculptures of temples and the Hindu goddess Durga and Lord Jagannath, some of which have enteredthe Limca Book of Records.
He also keeps track of important global events and translates them into sculptures.
“I have to keep abreast with the news and pick up what is important and trending,” said Mr. Pattnaik, whose most recent sculptures have been dedicated to the ailing former South African leader Nelson Mandela.
Mr. Pattnaik has taken part in nearly 50 international sand art contests and festivals, in countries such as Australia, Germany, Italy, China, Russia, Canada and the U.S.
Event organizers pay Mr. Pattnaik for displaying his work. He says his two-year sponsored deal with Nalco, an aluminum company, ended last month.

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The “Don’t Smoke, Save Life” sculpture created by Mr. Pattnaik during the World Championship for Sand Sculpting held in Atlantic City, New Jersey, June 2013. 
In addition to the beach at Puri, Mr. Pattnaik says the unexplored Talasari Beach between the eastern states of West Bengal and Orissa is his favorite sculpting spot.
“The sand is impeccable on that beach. It is the perfect balance between coarse and fine. The only thing a sand artist will miss there is an audience,” he said, adding that sand sculpting is a physically demanding exercise.
Mr. Pattnaik hopes to expand his institute in Puri, where he has taught sand art since 1994.
Take a look at some of Mr. Pattnaik’s most memorable sculptures:
Help the Tsunami Victims, 2004”: Mr. Pattnaik created a sculpture in Puri appealing for help for victims of the devastating Indian Ocean tsunami. “It was significant because the same water that helped perfect my sculptures had turned violent and taken so many lives,” he said.

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Sleeping Beauty, 2007”: Mr. Pattnaik made this sculpture when he represented India at the first Istanbul International Sand Sculpture Festival in 2007. “After I completed the sculpture, I stood there staring at it, amazed that I had created this beauty,” he said.

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Global Warming, 2008”: Created at the 2008 USF (United Sand Festivals) World Championship in Berlin, Germany, this sculpture won Mr. Pattnaik the title of world champion. “To my mind, it was the most interactive piece of art not just because the theme was universal, but because my interpretation of it was a result of my interaction with the locals there,” he said.
Part of the sculpture was a figure of Berlin Zoo’s famous polar bear, Knut, who became a symbol of the endangered animal. The sculpture showed Knut sitting on a blazing globe with a message saying, “Save My Family.”

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Change Has Happened, 2009”: Mr. Pattnaik says he was awestruck by Barack Obama’s campaign to become U.S. president. “I became a complete fan of his conviction in bringing about change,” said Mr. Pattnaik, who dedicated a sculpture to Mr. Obama on the day he was elected. He also created sculptures of Mr. Obama ahead of the president’s visit to India in 2010 and when he won the Nobel Peace Prize in 2009.
“I really hope I get to meet him one day,” Mr. Pattnaik added.

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Wednesday, April 3, 2013

The Hindu : Magazine / Reflections : From Naxalbari to Nalgonda

The Hindu : Magazine / Reflections : From Naxalbari to Nalgonda:

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Posters of Naxalite leaders filled the streets during the recent peace talks between the Andhra Pradesh Government and the Naxalites.
IT was 1966. Berhampur bordered Srikakulam and Koraput, two districts in Andhra Pradesh and Orissa, which were to become future hotspots of Naxalite activity. I was in my teens. A Catholic church had been burnt a year earlier, and Berhampur made headlines on the BBC. Selected for a Rotary undergraduate scholarship, I set off to Calcutta for the final selection.
Calcutta was flooded with Maoist literature. Ballygunge, Ghariahat, College Street — wherever I went, I found books and booklets. Mao Tse Tung, Liu Shao Chi, Marx, Lenin. The city was Red. I came back to Berhampur, with memories of a "different" Calcutta. In a couple of years, we heard about students disappearing from colleges. They became part of the "the movement". Stories were heard of rich men being killed in a village in neighbouring districts. "Class enemies" was an often-seen phrase in press reports.
New movement
Rumblings in the communist movement in India started in 1967 after the CPI (M) won a good number of seats in the Assembly elections and decided to participate in the Government. A section of leaders — particularly from West Bengal, Orissa, A.P. and Kerala — opposed the idea. The Government did not last long. A period of uncertainty began. The radicals, meanwhile, broke away from the party.
Peasants of Naxalbari rose in revolt. Naxalite became a new word. Similar movements began in Orissa, A.P. and Kerala. Nagabhushan Patnaik and Gananath Patro (Orissa), Vempatapu Satyam and Panchadi Krishnamurthy (A.P.), Kunnikkal Narayanan and daughter Ajitha (Kerala) were well known names. Kanu Sanyal and Jangal Santhal were the cult figures from Bengal. Most leaders went underground. Some were captured and jailed.
The CPI (M) and its allies swept the polls in 1969. It freed the arrested leaders. But the embers were far from being doused. If anything, they burned more fierily. On May Day, 1969, Kanu Sanyal announced the birth of a new party, the CPI (Marxist-Leninist), at a huge rally in Calcutta.
In the 1970s, I visited Calcutta once or twice a year. Presidency College was the hub of student activism, the jhola being a trademark. Beards a la Che Guevera had arrived. It was not uncommon to see policemen giving hot chase to young people around College Street. Many were killed. It was common to hear of someone's brother or son having been whisked away by the police for "questioning".
The early 1970s were the most turbulent period in "armed revolution". "People's Courts" gave summary judgments. Landlords, masters of all they surveyed till recently, fled from remote villages to safe towns. Pockets of "liberated areas" sprung up.
Heavy hands


Nagabhushan Patnaik.
This was also the period when the State used its heavy hand the heaviest way. "Encounters" became the order of the day in West Bengal, Andhra Pradesh and Orissa. Meanwhile, the movement also antagonised many sections of society since innocent policemen and their families were targeted. For some, Naxalism was also a handy tool to settle old scores.
Around this time, I had a strange encounter in Koraput. Travelling by bus from Jeypore to Vizianagaram on work, a tall, fair man in his forties sat next to me at Koraput. We got talking. He said he was a doctor from Madras and had just been released from Koraput Central Jail. He told me that he had been treating patients when he was picked up and jailed. He made no secret of his communist sympathies but denied that he was an active Naxalite. Within an hour, long before Vizianagaram, he got down and went his way. It was 1981. There was hardly a ripple on the Naxalite front. The group had split into several factions. Most top leaders had been arrested, some were still underground and many were "encountered".
Nagabhushan Patnaik, who had spent 12 years in prison (including three on death-row), was released on parole. He was lodged at the Cuttack Medical College hospital, just 22 km from Bhubaneswar, where I lived. I thought, "Why not meet this unusual man?" and went on to record a 90-minute interview. Patnaik was an unbending man with firm convictions. This excerpt from that interview is worth recalling:
You said recently that individual terrorism is not in conformity with Marxism?
It is true that Marxism-Leninism brooks no individual terrorism. We are not worshippers of violence, but we do not mince words. We do not skulk away from our responsibility of launching revolutionary violence to meet counter-violence.
You don't disown your role in the violent past in the Naxalite activity. Don't you call it murder?
Definitely it was not murder. It was punishment inflicted by the masses. Though we thought that by this we would be furthering the cause of our struggle, it did not. So, we are correcting ourselves. In fact, we have to change our course from eliminating individuals to the path of agrarian revolution.
When I asked him if he did not apprehend harm from the enemies he might have made during his violent days, he said: I have no fear. We have only class enemies and no individual enemies. Class enemies as such would never dare to come upon me, because we have the vast support of the masses.
Centre of the storm
Something in the manner of the man, the flash of fire in his eyes when he said, "In India you have a one-woman rule who has scant respect for the so-called parliamentary institutions" or "what we have is sham democracy" impelled me on to the milieu that made this man.
Within a week, I decided to go to the epicentre of the storm that had apparently subsided. Once the police were satisfied that I was a neutral observer keen on knowing the people, the IG gave me a letter so that the local policemen would not make trouble. I met a few officers, some of whom were actively in from hilltop to hilltop Naxalite chase in Koraput. Here is what I gathered from them:
"For all practical purposes, the police force in a village was protecting one man against the rest. Usually, in a village, there was only one rich man with a big house and property, and he was the only one who was afraid of the Naxalites. The poor had no fear. Only sympathy and support."
"With the prevailing system of socio-economic inequity, political corruption, mounting corruption and rising prices, similar movements could erupt again. Don't be surprised if there is another eruption before you get much older."
I set off to Koraput-Srikakulam area. All buses in the State were on strike. Truck, trudge, train and rickshaw saw me in Kashinagar in 24 hours. From there, I pushed on, meeting people, talking to "surfaced" and underground extremists and taking pictures and notes for a full week. All this by bus, bullock cart, ferry and bicycle.
Meeting people
Among those I met was an elected Sarpanch of 23. Her mother's hand had been bombed out while making one. Her father was killed earlier in an encounter with the police. Another was a burly "Red Guard", unlettered but uncompromising in his convictions. I met the son of Maddi Kamesham in the cashew maze of Uddanam. Kamesham had been killed by a group of 10 Naxalites a few years earlier.
Throughout this odyssey, not one extremist threatened me or suspected my sincerity. They spoke with candour to me, a stranger. In contrast, though I showed the letter from the IG, the inspector in a place where there was no extremist activity, confiscated my film soon after I got down from a bus.
Fast forward to today. Seeing the recent reports about negotiations with the People's War Group in Andhra Pradesh, I wonder: What has changed?
People throng the guesthouse where the Naxalite leaders stayed with petitions and complaints. A picture of a policeman and an extremist standing side by side, arms on each other's shoulders, is a collector's item.
The words of that wise police officer ring in my years: "With the prevailing system of socio-economic inequity, political corruption, mounting unemployment and rising prices... ."
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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Biggest Success Story ever, from an Indian Farm laborer to CEO of a Software Company in USA | harkuchh.com

Biggest Success Story ever, from an Indian Farm laborer to CEO of a Software Company in USA | harkuchh.com:

Biggest Success Story ever, from an Indian Farm laborer to CEO of a Software Company in USA


You may have heard about many successful people who were nothing in the beginning and they became a famous person or personality later, but this story is greater than those all. It will be hard to believe on this but you have to believe on it, because this is a true Success story of an Indian lady who got married at the age of only 16, became a two child mother at the age of 18 who worked as agricultural laborer for Rs. 5 per day and today she is the CEO of a Software company in USA.
her story is enough to explain that ‘Success is the result of a continuous hardworking with optimism ,overcoming all the barriers’.  This is the Incredible Success story of the most successful woman who started from Nothing, and didn’t wait for the opportunity to knock but created the opportunity on her own, worked hard and made History, this is the complete success story of ‘Jyothi Reddy’.

Early Life, Education and Marriage


Every success story has a humble beginning which proceeds through extraordinary events, and extreme life journeys. The story of D. Anila Jyothi Reddy is one of them. She was born in Warangal District (Andhra Pradesh) as eldest of four children to a common peasant who lost his employment from Army because of his attachment with the family. It was very difficult for her poor father to run family, so he put Jyothi in agovernment orphanage at Hanumakonda as a mother less child. From 5th class to 10th class Jyothi Reddy stayed in orphanage by having solitary life away from home.
She used to await if anyone would come and render some help. Particularly during winter season when she used to shiver like anything as her blankets were torn. Even during summer she never used to go to her village, she used to stay in warden’s house and did all the house hold work for which she was fed. She passed 10th class with good marks but could not continue her education. At the age of just 16 they performed her marriage with Mr. Sangi Reddy and by the age of 18, she became mother of two girls.

Necessity made her Post Graduate Teacher


To meet the basic requirements of her family, Jyothi started working as an agricultural laborer for 5 Rupees a day and continued working from 1986 to 1989. Jyothi would mostly work in the fields and struggled to find a job in off seasons. Her tumultuous life changed the day when Nehru Yuvak Kendra (NYK) founded a night school with the intention of providing basic education for the villagers. 
Jyothi in Red Saree with white chain….When she working with Nehru Yuva kendra,Warangal…in 1990-91 Year and Salary was 190 Rupees per Month
She was the only educated girl in village so they appointed her as the volunteer to educate the adults after giving some training. It fetched her Rupees 150 per month. Her hard work and dedication impressed the Inspection authorities and they promoted her to Mandal Prerak of Hanumakonda. After being appointed there, Jyothi had to visit all the centres of the Warangal district and there she realized the importance of education. and she went on to completing her graduation and post graduation from Ambedkar Open University. Later, on completion of her B. Ed from Anna University, Jyothi Reddy became a government teacher. It was the initial stage that she successfully achieved through slow but steady steps.

Reason to Go Abroad


If the story stopped here there would be nothing much to inspire others. Real Story begins here, Jyothi was working as inspector of schools, a relative of her who settled in America came to India, after meeting them on some occasions she realized how a completely different lifestyle they led. So for a bright future for her daughters, she dreamed of going abroad, as an old proverb says “Success is 1 percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration.” She started learning computers and saving money for her passport and visa. Back in those days, getting US Visa wasn’t as easy as today she tried many times and failed but eventually after series of early failures she could get a visiting visa and flew to America having a very little amount.

First Work in USA


There challenges did not stop, her relatives denied giving her shelter they refused to take her phone call and fortunately was finally accepted as a paying guest by a Gujarati family. As work Jyothi joined a video shop in New Jersey as a salesperson, While working an Indian from Warangal saw her and recommended her name to his brother who owned a company called “ CSAMERICA” and she was appointed as recruiter there after being trained. It was a climbing phase of her economic and career ladder. Several months later, a reputed company ICSA offered her a better position with better salary so she moved. Jyothi says about that time “It was a crucial time for me. I had to deal with Americans but did not know English very well”.
After working for some days again she became in trouble when the company asked her to resign for not owning a working Visa. She resigned and once again worked for just $5 an hour doing several offbeat jobs until the day she received her H1 Visa (h1 Visa allows US employers to temporarily employ foreign workers in specialty occupations).

Idea of establish entrepreneurship


She went to Mexico for her VISA to be stamped. According to Jyothi ‘Getting the Visa Stamped, was one of the most painful and dreary experiences for her’, all the hardships of obtaining visa gave her an idea of establish her first entrepreneurship to assist the people to get their Visas. Jyothi came back to U.S in May 2000 and by September, 2001 she became entrepreneur with her own initiation, i.e. Keys software solutions was initiated. It extended its services in developing software solutions and recruitment and other job providing areas. She made her cousin as partner and extended her business to become more profitable.

The Dream became True


Her priority and dream was always giving her children that life which she didn’t lived, Her hard work, commitment and dedication towards her goal make all her dreams true. Her two daughters had finished higher education in America from prestigious universities and got married to well settled bridegrooms. She made enough money to take care of her children and herself with many other children living in Orphanages. She did perfectly what she dreamed for and proved ‘No condition is permanent’.
Mrs. Jyothi Reddy is now the owner of a million-dollar company, has customised homes in the US and India, owns a Toyota Camry (an earlier car was a BMW) and has “enough” jewellery which is generally any women’s biggest dream specially in India :) .

Believe in Humanity


Jyothi strongly believes the words of Mother Teresa… “ The worst disease in the world is neither poverty nor other, lack of feeling of belongingness, being unwanted is the worst ”. Whenever she visits the Orphanages in India she prefers to spend more time with the orphans. “ she is more than mother to me’’ says Ranjitha, an orphan who is being sponsored by Jyothi, she helps the children with all that they require among all the love and feeling of belongingness. She visits Women’s colleges too and empowers them with her life experience. She also helped many Indians to settle in America by providing initial shelter and guidance.
Agricultural workers still remember her as friendly, keen to learn work, but often bemoaning her fate. “She used to walk around with an umbrella,” recalls one labourer with a laugh.


Conclusion


She has proven that higher education is attainable by even very poor people against all odds. She proves that to be successful, what requires is aspiration, desperation, perseverance to accomplish, which most people think to be impossible. She is also a live example of ‘harder you work and luckier you get’. If you see many college students and people they keep on blaming their environment and parents when they fail to satisfy their wants. A sincere advice to them to visit any orphanage at least once in a year. You better understand the real pain of the life and appreciate what you really have.
A FEW BUT STILL TRUE LIFE ROLE MODELS. It’s so amazing for a girl from a BPL family particularly when her family was opposed to her climbing the ladder of distinction – all alone.
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