Thursday, September 5, 2013

The Harvesting Scene

When it is time for harvest or the gathering in of crops, all farmers become busy, The entire house-hold , wife and children , and even neighbors and friends join the farmer in his field with sickles in hand cutting the grain. Harvesting time is a season of joy. It is,in fact, the harvest of the rewards of one's hard work.

Even before the sun rises, the farmer and his wife with a number of hired farm workers go to the field to reap the grain. It takes a full day or two to do the harvesting, threshing , winnowing and then taking the load home in carts. Until the entire work is completed, the farmer and his family stay in the field in a temporary shed or tent where they cook, eat and sleep. It is an outing that they enjoy as if we enjoy a picnic.

As the reapers are at work, they gaily sing many songs with laughter and merriment. This makes their work light and less tiresome. The farmer feeds all the workers well and pays for their labor ungrudging in cash and in kind.

Even the farm animals are with them grazing near the fields. The sights of all these is a feats to the eye of the beholder.

During the harvesting season, one could see all the fields full of people at work. In one field a group reaps, in another, a group threshes , in another one, they winnow and still in another one , the grains in sacks are loaded into carts for taking them home. There is a lot of movement in all the fields with the young and the old at work.

Once the harvesting is over and the crops are taken home , the fields once more become one vast ex pans of land as a grazing ground until the next sowing season begins.

The harvesting scene is beginning to lose its age- old pattern Modern civilization and the use of tractors have begun to take away much of its natural charm and thrill and the spirit of togetherness and corporate life of our rural community. This community-living of' 'each for all for each' is our country's pride.Once this is destroyed, it can never be supplied.

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