Showing posts with label naxalite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label naxalite. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Naxalite activities gather pace

The end of 2010 and the beginning of 2011 is beginning to look like calendar of increasing Naxalite activity. Up to press none of this has been very visible to me here, but slowly I can see that is changing.
The first local incident was noticeable as black acrid smoke billowed its way across the nagar a few weeks back. When I arrived at the office, other staff were already present - that is a surprise in itself as I am usually the first or second person into the office in the morning. A contingent was at our gate chattering away in Oriya with concerned faces. Kana heichi? I asked. There is a bhandh (strike) called. A group are burning tyres on the main road. Kana pai? It emerged that someone had been kidnapped and the bhandh had been called to try and get action to find him. The Orissan equivalent of habeus corpus! I heard no more about that until today. The full story is still unravelling but it appears that some local councillor had been abducted. His bike, with keys in its ignition, was found outside the Temple on the edge of town.
Then yesterday when I was paying my rent, my landlady told me of a incident in Kasipur block of Rayagada district where people had been killed in a confrontation between Maoist Naxalites and police . This was the first time I had heard of there being such incidents in Kasipur where we have a field office and where I had visited in August.
I asked at worked this morning, and S told me that the Naxalite Insurgency is now more active in town as well as in the countryside, and that the situation is deteriorating. She updated me on the story of the abducted man from the type burning episode - still not found. She told me that even the local colleges are paying out protection money! And on a somewhat lighter aspect to the problem, about the family across the street from their house. The daughter of this family was recently getting married to a young man from Cuttak whose parents refused to travel here because of their fears of Naxalite action. They insisted that the wedding had to take place in Cuttack or not at all! So the woman's family had to up sticks and have everything arranged in Cuttack (very unorthodox) rather than in their home town!
Worryingly, staff at our Lanjighar office were approached by Naxalites last year. Mr P is backing out of projects there and now the office has finally closed. Such as shame as this was a really great project team who had been doing some really good work with Dongria Khondh village women to help them learn how to make and sell leaf plates, use sewing machines, manage money and bank accounts, and so generate some income for their families. I visited this project almost exactly a year ago but was never able to return because of the troubles. I do hope the work we are doing in Kasipur block does not go the same way. We have a number of projects there including solar lights, land and forest management, veterinary camps, and various livelihood initiatives and it looks likely additional funding will be available for these allowing us to expand their coverage into more villages.
So other than my ridiculous "grounding" last year, this is the nearest the Naxalite activity has come. Personally, I've seen nothing untoward here. Nor have I experienced any trouble directly. So rest assured I am safe and well.
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Tuesday, 11 May 2010

Grounded!

Apologies for the slight hiatus in activity - I was grounded! And no, I hadn't been a naughty school girl.

I had been  on a work visit to another NGO where VSO Volunteer, Susie, has been for the past 2 years. I went to look at some of the work she has done which might be transferrable to my NGO. She is based in Bhawanipantna, a small town in Western Orissa,  1 hour car journey from the nearest rail station. They get lots of power cuts there, and long ones so I had planned to be there across two days hoping for enough power on time to complete the work. On the second day we were contacted by VSO India office alerting us to a security alert they had received because of mounting Naxalite activity in Orissa. The advice was specifically for anyone in the Koraput and Rayagada districts, ie me. The alert was unconfirmed reports of axalites targetting foreingers. Although I suspected this was unlikely and considered it was a bit over the top, their advice was not to travel back that weekend, but to wait and review the situation on Monday. So I was grounded in Bhawanipatna for the weekend.

Up side was Susie and I had lots of time to cover other work related topics and to generally chat - a delight for those of us who live on our own, without much in the way of social contacts, and very little English speakers. Made more so by the current state of the UK following our election which resulted  in a hung parliament and which we were struggling to get news about, until my friend Keith phoned on Sunday night and was able to supply a detailed account of what has been happening. Exciting times in British politics!


The down side was I got bitten to high heaven by red ants! Tiny little blighters, who clearly decided that like their bigger cousins in Costa Rica they like the taste of me. My feet, ankles, lower calves, and arms are covered in red raised pin pricks which are incredibly itchy. Even my face has been got at! The first sign is heat spreading throughout the effective areas, red blotches on the skin settling into pin prick sized bites which you can follow the path of ant attack as they migrated over me, just like a string of Hansel and Gretel marker stones! Luckily Susie had some Antisan cream, and I ended up using most of her supply. At least they calmed down enough not  to have to resort to ice baths! Now I just look like a pin cushion! And am still applying my Benadryl which I of course didn't carry with me on what was supposed to be a short trip!

For those of you who are a stickler for detail I am informed that a red any doesn't bite it stings! Which ever is the correct description, the effect is the same :) not nice. 


Anyway, Monday came and no further alerts meant I could travel back to Rayagada, exchanging the heat of ant bites for the heat of 47degrees C as I stepped off the train at 3PM. I could feel my skins scorch! Luckily an auto driver  was up for breaking his siesta and I was home in no time, for a very hot but still refreshing shower!