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My first poem worth INR 11 Lakh Rupees Only

This happened in India.

One day, when an 8 year old school boy talked about his dream of becoming a farmer.

Poem: The Day I Was Slapped

My age is 8
and I love football
Messi is my hero
but that day changed it all

Doing my homework
trying to finish a math sum
of division and multiplication
pretending it to be fun

It was when Papa asked
what do you want to be
a doctor, an engineer
or a programmer maybe?

I thought for some time
and then came the answer
in a moment I said
a farmer! a farmer!

He got up from the chair
and rushed towards me
furious like never before
he slapped me three

Then he started sobbing
as I couldn't stop but cry
caressing my red cheeks
I still don't know why
- Heramb


I bow down to you with utmost gratitude for sparing your time to read this.



Farmers...

All of us survive and thrive fundamentally on food and farmers are the chief architects of it all! But what happens when they feel like ending their lives? What about their dependent families especially when the farmer has kids not even a few months old?


"Maharashtra sees 1,300 suicides by farmers in only 6 months this year" 
- The Times of India (July 20, 2015)

“In Marathwada region of Maharashtra, 660 farmers have committed suicide till September 9, 2015.” - India Today (September 9, 2015)

“Maharashtra: Number of farmer suicides in Marathwada crosses 800 mark.”  
- The Indian Express (October 18, 2015)

Rather than playing the blame game as to who is responsible for the situation, it is time something concrete is done for our farmers. While I was struggling to think what I could personally do on a large scale, along with monetary contribution, this poem happened after nearly 3 months. 

NAAM Foundation is one such initiative which is doing such incredible work as you are reading this post.

"NAAM Foundation is a Non government organization started by Indian movie actors Nana Patekar and Makarand Anaspure.

Nana Patekar and Makarand Anaspure started with helping the families of farmers who had committed suicide in September 2015. This help was at a personal level. Initially, around 230 families from the villages in the districts of Nanded, Parbhani, Hingoli were helped. The help package included a check of INR 15,000/- blankets, clothes and medical kit. 

Donations poured in to the foundation immediately after inauguration. The foundation collected INR 80 lacs on day 1. The foundation collected over INR 6.5 crores within 2 weeks.

In addition to the monetary help, the foundation is working on planting 1 crore trees, training and guidance to the farmers, farming centers, employment centers etc."
Source: Wikipedia

What can we do?

We can start with sharing this post with at least 1 person.

Share it with at least one of your friends, talk to your family members about or may be your colleagues. I am confident that we are sensitive enough to not just make Roasts and Most Funny videos viral.

If you can monetarily contribute, start with as small as 10 Rupees. But, what can such a small amount do? It can work wonders. Let’s take the case of one popular social media: Facebook.

“As of November 2015, Facebook has 1.55 billion monthly active users globally and 112 million users in India.” Even if 0.1% of the 112 million Indian Facebook users contribute 10 Rupees each the total amount that we can collect will be 11,20,000 or Eleven Lakh Twenty Thousand Only.

I don’t know whether my poem is worth even a single Rupee, but you can help me make it worth INR 1120000+ for NAAM!

Let’s do it!

1Person: 1 Share + 10 Rupees for NAAM

1 Share: Share this post with at least 1 Person. (I have shared this with you, my family members and friends.)

10 Rupees: Click on the I Support NAAM link below to download the “I Support NAAM” package which contains: 
  • E-poem(.pdf)
  • Audio Poem (.mp3) with background score by Sergey Cheremisinov, Music Composer (Russia)
  • ISupportNaam Facebook and Twitter cover pages
Enter the amount as 10 Rupees (It's free now. Read it Download for Free | Social Pay for #ISupportNAAMor more. 
Note: Instamojo, the payment gateway, charges 1.9% for every transaction as the processing fee and 5% Service Charge (for e.g. INR 9.31 will be transferred to NAAM for every 10 Rupees you contribute). 

(Done my bit: NEFT payment to NAAM)


And then...
The total amount collected through these downloads will be posted everyday on the Facebook page of Insight Stories(facebook.com/insightstories) and on the blog Insight Stories (insightstories.in) and Twitter Profile (@insightstories) through the I Support NAAM counter. You will also receive the updates in your mail Inbox once you download the “I Support NAAM” package

I Support NAAM Counter

                                                 (Updated as on 06-12-2015, 22:40pm IST)

At the end of each month starting from Thursday, 31th Dec 2015, the amount collected through these downloads will be transferred to NAAM's bank account (using NEFT) and the transaction slip & donation e-receipt from NAAM will be shared on the blog and social media. 

Let’s harness the power of togetherness, for our farmers!

(Click to download ISupportNAAM package)

I would also love to hear from you! Write to me at connectinsight@gmail.com or Tweet @insightstories. Don’t forget the hashtag #ISupportNAAM



Declaration: I am in no way affiliated or employed by NAAM or have any other professional relation with them. This is completely a voluntary Non profit individual initiative.

If you would like to personally contribute to NAAM (through NEFT or Cash Transfer) here are the bank account details.
NAAM Foundation: Bank: State Bank of India
Branch Name: Bund Garden
Account Number: 35226127148
IFSC Code No: SBIN0006319
Swift Code No: SBININBB238
(Source: http://www.naammh.org/)

Did you miss out the ISupportNAAM video with background score by Sergey Cheremisinov, Music Composer (Russia)? 




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