Himanshu Chutia Saikia

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He keeps uploading his songs on social media, hoping that someday people will appreciate his talent. ‘’I want to release an album someday,’’ says 24-year-old Santo Tanti, who is from the Dhekiajuli division of the Sycotta Tea estate in Jorhat district of Assam.Santo grew up dreaming, more than anything else, of being a singer. But the realities of his world turned out to be quite different – and he earns a livelihood helping out at a small cycle repair shop that his father owns.

Santo Tanti is an Adivasi – but you can’t pin him down to a specific tribe within that category. For perhaps a century and a half, Assam’s tea garden areas have seen Adivasis from Odisha, West Bengal, Bihar, Jharkhand, Telangana, Madhya Pradesh, Chhattisgarh and Andhra Pradesh arrive here as migrant labourers. Many descendants of these groups came to intermingle within Adivasi communities and with other social groups. These communities as a whole are often called the ‘Tea Tribes’. Over six million of them live in Assam, and while recognised as Scheduled Tribes in their states of origin, are denied that status here. Some 12 lakhs of them work in the state’s 1,000-odd tea gardens.Daily hardships of life and intensive labour often seem to crush the aspirations of many among them. But not Santo’s. He sings jhumur songs that express the sufferings around him. He sings of people who toil in the sun and rain in the tea gardens, and the hard labour behind every cup of refreshing tea.

The jhumur songs here are sung in the Sadri language and are often passed down through the ages. The ones that Santo sings were either composed by his father and uncle, or songs that he heard as a child that have travelled across generations. They contain stories of the migrations of the Adivasi communities from various parts of the country to Assam’s tea gardens. Of their journey to a new home, forgetting the old one. Stories of them clearing thick jungle and uneven land and turning these into these productive tea gardens.  Santo is often humiliated by his fellow villagers for his obsession with music. They say that whatever his aspirations, he has eventually to end up picking leaves at the tea garden. Such comments sometimes demotivate him, but not for long. And they do not stop him from dreaming big. Nor from continuing to upload his songs on social media platforms in hope.

Santo Tanti’s songs of sadness, work and hope

سنتو تانتی کے مایوسی، کام اور امید سے بھرے گیت

దుఃఖం, శ్రమ, ఆశలతో కూడిన సన్తో తాఁతి పాటలు

ସାନ୍ତୋ ତନ୍ତୀଙ୍କ ଦୁଃଖ, କାର୍ଯ୍ୟ ଏବଂ ଆଶାର ସଙ୍ଗୀତ

துயரம், வேலை மற்றும் நம்பிக்கை பற்றிய சாண்டோ டண்டியின் பாடல்கள்

सांतो तांतीची गाणी – दुःखाची, कष्टाची, उमेदीची

असम: अंतहीन उदासियों के बीच उम्मीद के गीत गाते संतो तांती

ദുഃഖത്തെയും തൊഴിലിനെയും പ്രതീക്ഷയെയും കുറിച്ചുള്ള സാന്തൊ താന്തിയുടെ ഗാനങ്ങള്‍

সান্তো তাঁতির আশা, শ্রম আর দুখ-জাগানিয়া গান

ಸಾಂತೋ ತಾಂತಿಯ ನೋವು, ಕೆಲಸ ಮತ್ತು ಭರವಸೆಯ ಹಾಡುಗಳು

ਸੈਂਟੋ ਤਾਂਤੀ ਦੇ ਉਦਾਸੀ, ਮੁਸ਼ੱਕਤ ਅਤੇ ਉਮੀਦ ਭਰੇ ਗੀਤ

চান্তো তাঁতীৰ আশা-নিৰাশা আৰু শ্ৰমৰ গান

Jorhat

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Santo Tanti’s songs of sadness, work and hope

This youngster in Jorhat performs songs of jhumur – a folk art form in several states of eastern India. Those he sings, though, have evolved across generations in the tea garden communities of Assam

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