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It was April 2004. I stood in the middle of the Fresh green field of moong (green

gram) and looked around me. It was just before sunrise and the sky was turning a

bright orange. The ground was damp and the leaves were shing with dew. My bare

feet were muddy as I walked around gingerly, inspecting the plants.

Around me were rows of chikoo trees and below a dense foliage of moong. At

that point, I could not have asked for anything more. The moong plants, not more

than two feet tall, had green pods hanging out. The pods were not yet ripe and there

was a light fuzz growing on them. there was still some time before the harvest. I felt

made happy.

I stood watching the sunrise above the towering trees across the fence and

slowly made my way back to the house, a white structure in the middle of this

greenery. I could not believe that I was the owner of this land and that I was looking

at my first crop as a farmer. After I had the advance money for the land, I thoight I

would have some time to get familiar with farming. But moru Dada, the broker who

got us the land, had other ideas. He was keen that we plant moong at once. I was

not prepared for this. I was still reading books and trying to figure out what we

could sow and how we should go about it. moru dada was quite firm. He said the

season was right for sowing moong and the best seeds were available in surat in the

adjacent state of Gujarat.

I made a quick trip to surat and bought around 10 kilograms of moong. moru

Dada rented his tractor to plough the land and quickly planted moong all over the

place.

A few days later, we were overjoyed to see tiny green leaves. I had never seen

moong gowing before and was thrilled at the sight. It was the same thrill I had felt as

a young boy when I saw the first of the hibiscus I had planted bloom at the Railway

Quarters in vile parle in mumbai. I was grateful to have taken moru's advice.

The nect thing moru Dada wanted to do was spray some pesticide on the

plants. He claimed that it would give a higher yield. This was something we did not

want to do. We were clear that we would not use any chemicals and tried to explain

it to him. He reacted as if we had suggested hara-kiri It took a lot of convincing to

ensure that Moru Dada and his friends did not use any chemicals on the farm. They

refused to understand how crops could grow without sprays.

Contrary to what everyone told us, nature did her job and she needed no bribes

to get the work done. Soon it was harvest time and we maneged a rwespectable 300

kilograms. An awful lot of moong and with it a lpt of confidence. Now I was certain

the land was fertile and that it was possible to grow crops without chemicals. It was

a majorar moral booster.​

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