Eval Part -2

It is been long that I have written my Eval Part –II. But the busy schedule had never allowed me to publish it in my blog so let me move back to it.
Has the first visit to the village was little unsuccessful .we again had to visit the village again . This time we sketched out a proper plan and detailed milestones were worked out to achieve it with proper time and resource allocation.
Somewhere in my mind I felt that I should visit my professor to explain him how we had accomplished our first part of visit. I also planned that I should get some ICT tool. I mean the videos of the PRA techniques which will morally uplift our team. This time we planned that the visit will be for more than a week, till we accomplish our plans. From our last visit we were tempted to get some NGO people to work with us has they have better understanding of people and area.
A short term before our visit I had entered all the data which we collected last time during our household survey. Sorry for the FIRST person which I used in the above sentence which should be “we” as Mukesh always wanted me to address whenever I talk something in front of anybody.
Pardon me Boy 
This time I was happy that we had core members of our team I mean Suvendu sir and another reason was that our request for extending time for report submission was granted with his support.
As missionaries of early 15th century who lead themselves to different unknown land to spread the name of GOD. We too proceeded in the name of water for watershed development.
Hail Rural Development !!
We were in a mission to uplift people, free them from all encompassing indebtness, towards the glory of a new Shining India.
I had talked to Amaresh Sarkar many a times on the D-day. Sorry somewhere I missed to mention this central character of my narration. Sarkar( Government) as we all call him is a highly qualified engineer from IIT with three patent in his name. Eventually till the date I could never ask him for what inventions are these patents for because he was so busy in his work. I would really wonder how dedicated this person is, but only problem is that he will change your gender from tha to thi.
Ok now let me move back to the story, we started from Gandhinagar in our newly registered Bolero. Prakash was the happiest man in whole trip. Has he was the youngest of all of us he got a reserved seat near the driver.
The vehicle arrived DA-IICT campus around five. We were packed into the vehicle and started toward the Promised Land.
Deep in my heart the little Robert frost was singing ,
” Two roads diverged in the mehsana road ,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
Roads are wide Tarred and bright, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.”
Sorry if someone was hurt by my little creations
We reached to Radhanpur by nine at night thank to Tulsi bhai’s driving skills.
This time the room allotted to me was really chaotic, Ok anything in the name of rural development is done with me.
Lot of plans was jotted down with a focus on community and their aspiration in our mind. On the night I dreamt that a small girl child was carrying a pot of water on her head and me as a messiah made it to rain and prosperity was back in the village.
Woke up asking god can it be true will this drudgery decrease.
All the village plans especially budgeting according to components were done in night. Awareness generation was the main agenda. We reached village around 9.45. We were aspecting a Sahib type of reception in the village but no one was there except Praveen, head boy of the village school.
Slowly our ground staff called some villager. I was furious that why these people are not there when we are here with 210 lakh rupees. I calculated that roughly when distributed in the village each family will get around 1.3 lakh rupees. Then I came to know from the people that they knew 10 for govt officials were 12 for them. In short govt officials are always late.
Then our village leader and sectary of our watershed committee came Jilu Bhai Sama greeted us. I was confused and was wondering how come in Gujarat too they keep names of sweets like Jelabi as they keep Imarthi, Rabri etc. I even asked him but he got annoyed on my childish question but regrettably I was a Sahib so he explained me patiently that it was Jilu-Ba not jelabi, Ba is short form for bhai.
Slowly villagers gathered and we discussed with them how these various components of budget were distributed. I was a learner so was more involved in understanding the dynamic of village folks. Suddenly my ears fell into a conversation of patwari(village sectary ) with his Sarpanch, “Aare these sahibs have brought lakhs of rupees If you are late the you will get nothing, come immediately”
Within few minutes the Sarpanch came. The person who was nowhere in the locality appeared from cloud nine. He had a good excuse too that he was late because he had to arrange lunch for the sahibs. Whole day was full of discussion with different groups of people.
Second day our facilitators from NGO came and we planned to visit different sites which we had marked in our maps.
Now the happiest person was our driver Tulsi bhai. He can practice his driving skill in the desert too. With new radials it will be a real fun.
There goes the Tata Sumo and behind it was our Brand New Bolero. As we entered the sumo had already raised a big sand storm behind it and thus we were lost in the desert.
For one full hour Tulsi bhai was leading the trails of the sumos’ wheel and we were nowhere in the desert completely lost.
I got a call from Amresh and he said us to come to a common point and at there we had asked our Paagi Kaka to guide us. His name had a great significance Paagi means he could identify anything from their foot print. He could predict the time and location exactly. That was a sort of person whom we were looking for.
Thanks to tulsi bhai we were lost in the desert due to his trials of identifying the paag of sumo Wheels.
Further we were talking to the great paagi kaka about his life and slowly he opened up and started discussing his life story. There is a very famous story of Paagi kaka.

Once in the village there was a robbery someone stolen some sheep. Paagi Kaka was invited for the crime investigation and he found out the thief by his foot prints. This raised a outlandish thought that we should counsel such people to Indian intelligence. Thus I became a fan of Paagi Kaka. He also said that he always visited to Pakistan to meet his relative in night on back of his camels.
Next day we visited the left over sites .our new Bolero’s look have changed with a thick sheet of sand over it.
Next day we too had exposure visit in the areas nearby to have a closer look of the livelihood of people in the area. Salt packaging, Salt pans , charcoal making lot and lot of things going on.