Tragically the Indal celebration has now become so rare that a family can manage to celebrate it only once in a generation and it goes into debt doing so. The reason is that the agriculture of the Bhils has become degraded as have their forests due to the depredations of modern development. The sowing of sorghum is continually going down to be replaced by soyabean as I had mentioned earlier and so the Bhils are losing their Goddess. The younger generation just dances at the Indal without knowing the tremendous significance of this festival from an environmental perspective. The gayans or traditional singers who know this epic song by heart are also slowly dying off one by one. In the picture below one such widely revered gayan is seen offering the prayer just before beginning a session of singing. This old man is no more and his sons say they do not know as much as he used to.

My friend John Abraham works with some Bhil adivasis in Ahmednagar in Maharashtra. They are definitely the southernmost group of Bhils. They have been fighting for legalising the possession of some government land that they have been cultivating for a long time but from which the government continually tries to evict them. Its a losing battle as the laws, the local non-adivasis and the administration are ranged against the Bhils and they along with John and his wife Reena have been accused of attempting to kill policemen. This when it was the police who killed three of their people including a very brave woman. Last year some of them managed to till some of the land and take crops of sorghum and bajra or pearl millet another vanishing coarse cereal that is extremely nourishing and tasty to eat. Here is a picture of one of them, an old man, swinging his sling to shoo away birds from his gorgeous crop of bajra.

These old men are the products of an earthy culture that was steeped in respect for nature and for humanity. They have become anachronisms in the present world which recognises only money.
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