They came. They marched. They shouted slogans. Almost at the doorstep of the country’s Parliament. They compelled the political leadership to address them. And eventually, they left. With their heads held high.
But it was not easy. When Tara Devi woke up on the chilly morning of November 30, her bones crackled. “My body had stiffened up from sleeping on the ground [at Ramlila Maidan] under the open sky,” she says. Before that night, Tara Devi had already spent more than 14 hours on a train from Varanasi. “My sweaters are torn. I do not have a thick blanket either,” she says. After khichdi for breakfast at 8 a.m., served by volunteers, she proceeds to the busiest stall at Ramlila Maidan – the doctor's, where a team of volunteer doctors is attending to anyone who comes in with a complaint.
Of the tens of thousands of farmers staying at the maidan, located in Central Delhi, many have visited the doctors asking for medicines. On the night of November 28, when there were no lights in the tents, some farmers parked two motorbikes at the medical stall and left the headlights on. “Most of them have complained of cough, cold and pain,” says Dr. K.K. Mittal, without taking his eyes off the farmers describing what they have been enduring. “They have come from their farms to the polluted air in Delhi.”










