Photo of Cottage Marma Reesa from nilgiriresort.com which charges Tk. 5000 per night.
Photo of Cottage Marma Reesa from nilgiriresort.com which charges guests Tk. 5000 per night.

Reng Young Mro Nangchen

The news was published: the marginalized indigenous communities were leaving their lands. It is difficult to comprehend how different people reacted to this news. However, there should not have been a dearth of people who would be elated at this, those who would not have leapt up in joy. If we described what we saw during our visit to Alikodom in the second week of March it might seem quite incredible. And to a certain class of people this might add a new dimension to their sense of joy. According to our sources there were more than 500 villages around Poamuri. There is doubt whether there are even 40 of them left now. Some villages on the upper and lower side of Dongri Para have slowly started to empty. Most of the people in these areas have migrated. A lot of them fled in the middle of the night leaving their kupis alight at their homes. They left behind their land, their courtyard, the trees they had planted so carefully, their familiar territory, and most of their personal belongings. It cannot be a happy occasion which makes people leave everything behind and migrate. Those who haven’t fled are also on the verge of leaving. There is nothing in the news of why this migration is taking place, this was quite predictable. Knowingly, or unknowingly, no one likes to make a hue and cry about this.

I luckily ran across three families who had returned from Myanmar. My heart cried out when I saw their pathetic faces with their hidden tears. The people who leave their motherland are very miserable. They retold the stories of the indescribable hardship in which they lived. But there is no happiness here either! The terror of development pursues them relentlessly. They have seen that development brings in roads, and to build those roads stones are collected from ponds used by them, and then the women are raped by stone workers. Whenever there is development, mountains and trees are brought down, camps are set up and people are displaced as a sacrifice for the sake of tourism.

Pamia Para, Adu Para, Diri Para and the villages within 13 kilometers of this area have seen how trucks have driven over the ponds and muddied the drinking waters. They are watching how stone workers are attacking the women. Yet there is not an ounce of justice. The stones were collected from the courtyards of the homes in Rumbet Para. The people in the area woke up every morning and watched outsider workers in their courtyards collecting stones and giving dirty looks to their women. And the result of this was also quite predictable; an attempted rape by a stone worker. A training center was supposed to have been set up near Deem Mountain on a large area of land. When we see and hear about these our hairs stand on end, we become terrified by the thoughts of eviction. We are reminded of the painful days in Sualok, Tonkaboti. The people of the villages of Deba Para, Kramadi Para, Ramri Para, Shakkhoi Para, Klangtung, Kwang Naichcha Kuya are still carrying the cursed wounds of eviction. They had left their homes crying that day, and they spent night after night homeless in the severe cold. And now? After acquisition their homes have been leased out by companies. They now work as day-laborers there! We are even more terrified upon hearing the news that a tourist resort will be set up in Sungnam Hung (Chandra Mountain). It has been said that we will be benefitted if the tourist spot is set up. Jobs will be created and we will become economically independent. We have already been tormented enough by one Nilgiri. The entire Kapru Para had to be evicted to set up the Nilgiri Resort. They have been resettled but even in the new place they are not secure. It has been said that they may be evicted yet again. The same thing was said before setting up Nilgiri – employment creation, independence, economic solvency etc. None of that ever materialized, and it never will. In fact the exact opposite of that took place. Grabbing our lands in the name of tourism has made us even more crippled. The city boys come for their outings in their colored glasses and start jumping up and down in excitement when they see us as if they have seen some neanderthals. There is no reason to doubt that the preparation around Sunam Hung will only bring about more terror for us. More evictions, more deprivation, more rapesâ€Ļ more more.

This is the result of the news.

In other words we are feeling very threatened. We already have our backs against the walls. Where we will next end up only time can tell.

Translation: Hana Shams Ahmed

Original post in Bangla on Facebook:

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āĻŽāĻžā§ŸāĻžāύāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇ āĻĢ⧇āϰāϤ āφāϏāĻž āϤāĻŋāύāϟāĻž āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰ⧇āϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨ⧇ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ­āĻžāĻ—ā§āϝāĻ•ā§āϰāĻŽā§‡ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āĻ›āĻŋāϞ! āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϚāĻžāĻĒāĻž āĻ•āĻžāĻ¨ā§āύāĻžāϰ āϝ⧇ āĻ•āϰ⧁āĻŖ āĻŽā§āĻ– āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āĻ›āĻŋāϞāĻžāĻŽ āϤāĻžāϤ⧇ āĻ…āĻ¨ā§āϤāϰāϟāĻž āϕ⧇āρāĻĻ⧇ āĻ“āϠ⧇āĻ›āĻŋāϞāĨ¤ āĻŽāĻžāϤ⧃āĻ­ā§‚āĻŽāĻŋ āĻ›ā§‡ā§œā§‡ āϝāĻžāĻ“ā§ŸāĻž āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώāϗ⧁āϞ⧋ āĻŦ⧜ āĻĻ⧁āσāĻ–ā§€ āĻšā§ŸāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āϏ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āϕ⧀āϰāĻ•āĻŽ āĻ…āĻŦāĻ°ā§āύāĻŖā§€ā§Ÿ āĻ•āĻˇā§āĻŸā§‡ āĻ›āĻŋāϞ āϏ⧇ āĻ—āĻ˛ā§āĻĒ āĻļ⧁āύāĻžāϞ āϤāĻžāϰāĻžāĨ¤ āĻ•āĻŋāĻ¨ā§āϤ⧁ āĻāĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇āĻ“āϤ⧋ āϏ⧁āĻ– āύ⧇āχ! āωāĻ¨ā§āύ⧟āύ⧇āϰ āφāϤāĻ™ā§āĻ• āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϤāĻžā§œāĻž āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻŦā§‡ā§œāĻžā§ŸāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāρāϰāĻž āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āϛ⧇ āωāĻ¨ā§āύ⧟āύ āĻšāϞ⧇āχ āϰāĻžāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻž āĻšā§Ÿ, āϏ⧇āχ āϰāĻžāĻ¸ā§āϤāĻžāϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŦāĻšāĻžāϰ⧇āϰ āĻ›ā§œāĻž āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āϤ⧋āϞāĻž āĻšā§Ÿ, āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āĻļā§āϰāĻŽāĻŋāĻ•āĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϰāĻž āύāĻžāϰ⧀āϰāĻž āϧāĻ°ā§āώāĻŋāϤ āĻšā§ŸāĨ¤ āωāĻ¨ā§āύ⧟āύ āĻšāϞ⧇āχ āĻĒāĻžāĻšāĻžā§œā§‡āϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻšāĻžā§œ āĻŦāύ, āĻŦ⧃āĻ•ā§āώ āϕ⧇āĻŸā§‡ āĻ¨ā§āϝāĻžā§œāĻž āĻ•āϰāĻž āĻšā§ŸāĨ¤ āĻŦāϏāĻžāύ⧋ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•ā§āϝāĻžāĻŽā§āĻĒ, āĻĒāĻ°ā§āϝāϟāύ āφāϰ āĻŦāϞāĻŋ āĻšāĻŋāϏ⧇āĻŦ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻšāϤ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿ āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ!
āĻĒāĻžāĻŽāĻŋ⧟āĻž āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āφāĻĻ⧁ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āĻĻāĻŋāϰāĻŋ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž āĻ•āĻŋāĻ‚āĻŦāĻž ā§§ā§Š āĻ•āĻŋāϞ⧋āϰ āφāĻļ⧇āĻĒāĻžāĻļ⧇āϰ āĻ—ā§āϰāĻžāĻŽāϗ⧁āϞ⧋ āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āϛ⧇ āωāĻ¨ā§āύ⧟āύ āĻ•āĻŋāĻ­āĻžāĻŦ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ›ā§œāĻžāϰ āωāĻĒāϰ āĻŸā§āϰāĻžāĻ• āϚāĻžāϞāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ–āĻžāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻ˜ā§‹āϞāĻž āĻ•āϰ⧇āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āϛ⧇ āĻ•āĻŋāĻ­āĻžāĻŦ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āĻļā§āϰāĻŽāĻŋāĻ• āύāĻžāϰ⧀āϰ āωāĻĒāϰ āĻšāĻžāĻŽāϞ⧇ āĻĒā§œā§‡āϛ⧇! āĻ…āĻĨāϚ āĻŦāĻŋāϚāĻžāϰ⧇āϰ āύāĻžāĻŽāĻ—āĻ¨ā§āϧāĻ“ āύ⧇āχāĨ¤ āϰ⧁āĻŽāĻŦ⧇āϤ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻžāϰ āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŋāϰ āφāĻ™āĻŋāύāĻžāϗ⧁āϞ⧋ āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇āχ āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āϤ⧋āϞāĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āĻ›āĻŋāϞāĨ¤ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻžāϰ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώāϗ⧁āϞ⧋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻ¤ā§āϝ⧇āĻ• āϏāĻ•āĻžāϞ⧇ āϘ⧁āĻŽ āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇ āωāϠ⧇āχ āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇āϛ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āφāĻ™āĻŋāύāĻžā§Ÿ āĻŦāĻšāĻŋāϰāĻžāĻ—āϤ āĻļā§āϰāĻŽāĻŋāĻ•āϰāĻž āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āϤ⧁āϞāϛ⧇ āφāϰ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡āϗ⧁āϞ⧋āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāϕ⧇ āϕ⧇āĻŽāύ āύ⧋āĻ‚āϰāĻž āĻĻ⧃āĻˇā§āϟāĻŋāϤ⧇ āϤāĻžāĻ•āĻžāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻ‚ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĢāϞāĻ“ āϝ⧇āύ āĻĒā§āϰāĻ¤ā§āϝāĻžāĻļāĻŋāϤāχ āĻ›āĻŋāϞ; āĻāĻ• āĻĒāĻžāĻĨāϰ āĻļā§āϰāĻŽāĻŋāĻ• āĻĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϰāĻž āϧāĻ°ā§āώāύāĻšā§‡āĻˇā§āϟāĻžāϰ āĻļāĻŋāĻ•āĻžāϰāĨ¤ āĻĄāĻŋāĻŽ āĻĒāĻžāĻšāĻžā§œā§‡āϰ āĻ•āĻžāϛ⧇āχ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļāĻžāϞ āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŽāĻžāĻŖ āϜāĻžā§ŸāĻ—āĻž āύāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĒā§āϰāĻļāĻŋāĻ•ā§āώāĻŖ āĻāϞāĻžāĻ•āĻž āĻšāĻ“ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻžāĨ¤ āĻāϏāĻŦ āĻĻ⧇āϖ⧇, āĻļ⧁āύ⧇ āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻļāĻŋāωāϰ⧇ āωāĻ āĻŋ, āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ āφāϤāĻ™ā§āϕ⧇ āφāϤāĻ™ā§āĻ•āĻŋāϤ āĻšāχāĨ¤ āϏ⧁⧟āĻžāϞāĻ•, āϟāĻ‚āĻ•āĻžāĻŦāϤ⧀āϰ āϝāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰāĻŖāĻžāĻŽā§Ÿ āĻĻāĻŋāύāϗ⧁āϞ⧋āϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻ•āϰāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻĻā§‡ā§ŸāĨ¤ āĻĄā§‡āĻŦāĻž āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āĻ•ā§āϰāĻžāĻŽāĻžāĻĻāĻŋ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āϰāĻžāĻŽāϰ⧀ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āϏāĻžāĻ•ā§āώ⧟ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻž, āĻ•ā§āϞāĻžāĻ‚āϤ⧁āĻ‚, āĻ•ā§‹ā§ŸāĻžāĻ‚ āύāĻžāχāĻšā§āϝ āĻ•ā§ā§ŸāĻž āĻ—ā§āϰāĻžāĻŽā§‡āϰ āϞ⧋āϕ⧇āϰāĻž āĻāĻ–āύ⧋ āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ…āĻ­āĻŋāĻļāĻĒā§āϤ āĻ•ā§āώāϤ āĻŦā§Ÿā§‡ āϚāϞ⧇āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āĻ•āĻžāρāĻĻāϤ⧇ āĻ•āĻžāρāĻĻāϤ⧇ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āϏ⧇āĻĻāĻŋāύ āĻ­āĻŋāĻŸā§‡ āĻ›ā§‡ā§œā§‡āĻ›āĻŋāϞ, āĻĒā§āϰāϚāĻ¨ā§āĻĄ āĻļā§€āϤ⧇ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻ—ā§ƒāĻšāĻšā§€āύ āĻ…āĻŦāĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āϰāĻžāϤ⧇āϰ āĻĒāϰ āϰāĻžāϤ āĻ•āĻžāϟāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āφāϰ āĻāĻ–āύ ? āύāĻŋāĻœā§‡āĻĻ⧇āϰ āϜāĻžā§ŸāĻ—āĻž āϜāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻ•ā§‹ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡ āϝāĻžāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĒāϰ āϕ⧋āĻŽā§āĻĒāĻžāύāĻŋ āϏ⧇āϟāĻžāϰ āϞ⧀āϜ āύāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻāĻ–āύ āĻ“āχāĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āĻŽāϜ⧁āϰāĻŋ āĻ–āĻžāĻŸā§‡! āϏ⧁āĻ‚āύāĻžāĻŽ āĻšā§āĻ‚ (āϚāĻ¨ā§āĻĻā§āϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻšāĻžā§œ!!) –āĻ āĻ…āĻŦāĻ•āĻžāĻļāϝāĻžāĻĒāύ āϕ⧇āĻ¨ā§āĻĻā§āϰ āύāĻŋāĻ°ā§āĻŽāĻžāύ āĻ•āϰāĻžāϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻļ⧁āύ⧇ āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āφāϰ⧋ āĻŦ⧇āĻļāĻŋ āφāϤāĻ™ā§āĻ•āĻ—ā§āϰāĻ¸ā§āϤ āĻšāχāĨ¤ āĻŦāϞāĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āĻĒāĻ°ā§āϝāϟāύāϟāĻž āĻšāϞ⧇ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰāχ āϏ⧁āĻŦāĻŋāϧāĻž āĻšāĻŦ⧇āĨ¤ āĻ•āĻ°ā§āĻŽāϏāĻ‚āĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāύ āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŦ⧇, āĻ…āĻ°ā§āĻĨāύ⧈āϤāĻŋāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāĻŦ⧇ āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻŦāϞāĻŽā§āĻŦā§€ āĻšāĻŦ āχāĻ¤ā§āϝāĻžāĻĻāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻāĻ• āύ⧀āϞāĻ—āĻŋāϰāĻŋāϰ āĻĻ⧁āσāĻ–āχ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϝāĻĨ⧇āĻˇā§āϟ āϝāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰāĻŖāĻž āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āύ⧀āϞāĻ—āĻŋāϰāĻŋ āĻšāĻ“ā§ŸāĻžā§Ÿ āĻ•āĻžāĻĒā§āϰ⧁ āĻĒāĻžā§œāĻžāϕ⧇ āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ āĻšāϤ⧇ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āĻ›āĻŋāϞ, āĻāĻ–āύ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āϝ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ⧇ āĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāύāĻžāĻ¨ā§āϤāϰāĻŋāϤ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϏ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ⧇āĻ“ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āύāĻŋāϰāĻžāĻĒāĻĻ āύ⧟āĨ¤ āĻŦāϞāĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϏ⧇āĻ–āĻžāύ āĻĨ⧇āϕ⧇āĻ“ āϤāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ āĻ•āϰāĻž āĻšāϤ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧇! āĻāĻ•āχ āĻ•āĻĨāĻžāχ āĻŦāϞāĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āĻ›āĻŋāϞ āύ⧀āϞāĻ—āĻŋāϰāĻŋ āĻšāĻ“ā§ŸāĻžāϰ āφāϗ⧇āĨ¤ āĻ•āĻ°ā§āĻŽāϏāĻ‚āĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāύ, āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻŦāϞāĻŽā§āĻŦā§€, āĻ…āĻ°ā§āĻĨāύ⧈āϤāĻŋāĻ• āϏāĻšā§āĻ›āϞāϤāĻžāϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻžāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻ•āĻŋāϛ⧁āχ āĻšāχ āύāĻŋ, āĻšāĻŦ⧇āĻ“ āύāĻžāĨ¤ āĻŦāϰāĻ‚ āϤāĻžāϰ āωāĻ˛ā§āĻŸā§‹āϟāĻžāχ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āĻĒāĻ°ā§āϝāϟāύ⧇āϰ āĻ•āĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞ⧇ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϜāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ•ā§‡ā§œā§‡ āύāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āφāϰ⧋ āĻŦ⧇āĻļāĻŋ āĻĒāĻ™ā§āϗ⧁āχ āĻ•āϰāĻž āĻšā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰāĨ¤ āϞāĻžāϞ āύ⧀āϞ āϚāĻļāĻŽāĻž āĻĒāϰ⧇ āĻļāĻšā§āϰ⧇ āĻŦāĻžāĻŦ⧁āϰāĻž āĻŦā§‡ā§œāĻžāϤ⧇ āφāϏ⧇āύ, āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āϞ⧇ āĻšāχ āĻšāχ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻ“āϠ⧇āύ āϝ⧇āύ āĻŦāύāĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āϛ⧇āύāĨ¤ āϏ⧁āĻ‚āύāĻžāĻŽ āĻšā§āĻ‚ āϕ⧇ āϘāĻŋāϰ⧇ āϝ⧇ āĻ†ā§Ÿā§‹āϜāύ āϏ⧇āϟāĻž āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝ āϝ⧇ āφāϰ⧋ āϭ⧟āĻ™ā§āĻ•āϰ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡ āĻ“āĻ āĻŦ⧇ āϤāĻžāϤ⧇ āϏāĻ¨ā§āĻĻ⧇āĻš āĻ•āϰāĻžāϰ āϕ⧋āύ āĻ•āĻžāϰāĻŖ āύ⧇āχāĨ¤ āφāϰ⧋ āωāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĻĻ, āφāϰ⧋ āĻŦāĻžā§āϚāύāĻž, āφāϰ⧋ āϧāĻ°ā§āώāĻŖ… āφāϰ⧋ āφāϰ⧋āĨ¤
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