“Budget is all about big sums. My value as a citizen is zero to the government!”
Chand Ratan Haldar doesn’t try to hide his bitterness as he hears the words ‘ sarkari budget’. “What budget? Whose budget? It’s nothing but a big hoax!” The 53-year-old pulls a rickshaw in Jadavpur, Kolkata.
“After so many budgets and so many schemes we haven’t got a house from either didi [Chief Minister Mamata Banerjee] or [Prime Minister] Modi. I continue to live in a shanty made of tarpaulin and bamboo slips which has sunken almost a foot in the ground,” adds Chandu da whose hope in the union budget seems to have sunk even deeper.
A landless resident of Subhashgram town in West Bengal, he takes the early morning Sealdah-bound local train to reach Jadavpur where he works till late in the evening before heading back home. “Budgets come and go, along with our local trains. Coming to the city has become so hard now. What is the use of such a budget that kicks at our empty stomach?” he asks.




