Though my title might suggest, this is not about any natural
disaster- this is a disaster which has disturbed the socio-economic fabric of
this state. I recently had an opportunity to travel through the interiors of
Odisha to a place called Barbil in Keonjhar district taking my count of
visiting the state from never to three in a space of ten months. Though on the
last two occasions, I was restricted only to Bhubaneswar and outskirts, I did
get a hint that the state was still more of an under-developed area with a high
concentration of tribal population. This trip was an eye opener to the real
world of sorts.
The first few hours for me till Jajpur were more of a drive
through the countryside, much like Maharashtra’s Thane district in the
monsoons. Scenic aspects of the countryside with lush green fields and wide highways
running through the fields on both sides were refreshing. But as we approached
the mineral rich areas where mining was the key activity, the picture changed
drastically. Mining in India should be a profitable activity with low
royalties and high rates offered in the Global markets.
But as I had read in ‘Patriots & Partisans’ by Ramchandra
Guha, mining in India has always resulted in ecological and economic plunder. What
came in next was like time travelling back into India 20 years earlier. The
roads got bad and un-motor able, signs of iron ore on the sides and accidents
involving dump trucks signifying reckless driving. The road was single lane in
either direction with heavy traffic and pot holes that were representative of
the lunar landscape. Traffic jams which ran for kilometers and involved at
least 200 vehicles on both sides with 10 wheel trucks with 16 tonnes of ore to
Paradip at the hands of drivers who were visibly under age. Highway 215 went
across a landscape where there were just forests with little or no
civilization. Shops by the road only catered to the truckers with dhabba food,
tyres and lubes for the trucks and recharge vouchers for cell phones.
The infrastructure was abysmal. The one vehicle width bridges
across small rivers were relics from the British era- made of bricks which were
never designed to carry loads of 16 tonnes on 10 wheels. The daily traffic of
heavy trucks had eroded the bridges to an extent where the bricks had formed
ridges under the tracks. Like the roads,
the vehicles are also badly maintained. The towns we passed through looked like
the India story had never reached these places with the locals bearing the
brunt of daily traffic jams. Even ambulances and local buses were stuck in the
jams every day.
From what I understood from the driver and other people in
the area was a picture created out of both: degenerative politics and
opportunistic attitude of the locals. To paraphrase my driver- the situation
you are witnessing is much better than 5 years ago. We had above 300 illegal
mines in this area; now we down to just 15-17. Today a jam might be for a few
kilometers and last us an hour or two to get across; back then we just used to
camp in the car- no one wanted to take up a drive these roads. Today we have
just a fraction of the truck which used to ply here and they too are permitted
to run only between 8pm to 8 am. By night- they simply rule; by day the block
the roads as there are no parking bays to support the numbers. End result is
the two lane road is reduced to just one working lane by day.
But why are these people ready to face hardships and why
does a local not protest against the plight? Why does no one seem bothered that
a truck covers 300 kms over 7 days? Why do we have multi-axle trucks plying on
narrow roads not designed for such traffic even when there is a railway line
running from the mines to the port? The answers I got were mind boggling to how
people are deep rooted to corruption, selfish interests and missing the bigger
picture towards development.
In the hay days of illegal mining, just about everyone made
money through every possible avenue. Anyone with money bought a truck to move
the ore. Anyone of 16 became a driver and villages made money by facilitating
their movement by collecting illegal tolls. No one needed to work in the fields
to make a living, they survived on the revenue share from what village made
through the trucks going through. If someone had the influence, one could even
fill a truckload of ore by borrowing small quantities from others. Villagers
even made money from the traffic jams by offering passage through private land
for anyone who paid to get their vehicles ahead by a few kilometers.
Even truckers made big bucks. Labour contractors at Paradip
port were given Rs 200 for every vehicle unloaded- they take Rs 50 against a
receipt of Rs 200 and the truckers do it themselves and pocket the money. As
the trucks moved slowly on the roads, an account of 1 km/ltr was the mileage
given; the rest of the fuel sold.
When the government cracked its whip on illegal mining and
made transportation via railway wagons a must, the locals, truck operators and the
opposition partnered. Cornered, the government still rules with an iron fist on
the mining; but gave in to the trucks coming back. But the damage has been
done. A road widening project funded through PPP was on the basis of the 300
mines and the thousands of trucks on it each day. With activity limited to a
fraction now, the private partners have pulled out. With no infrastructure to
support, global giants like POSCO have moved out from the state.
So finally... who is really killing Odisha? The government,
the politics or the people themselves? I feel it is the greed, corruption and
selfish ends of all three of the above.
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