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H
aving been born in Tea, my memories of life on the estates dates back
to my childhood. Life then was definitely better with no TV or
internet (in the office) and HO believed the figures sent by post. On
joining my job fresh out of college, from a ‘Baba’ i became a ‘Sahab’.The initial
years were very, very tough with me shrinking from 78 kg to less than 59 kg!
it was work, work and only work with barely six hours of sleep in a day and
i never got to see the club for the first six months.The Senior Assistant was
the de facto Manager; the instructions were – planting in the morning, the
field during the day and the withering trough or irrigation at night, depending
on the time of the year. it was virtually a 15/16 hour job. i assure you of one
thing – the boys today would not survive
this.wewere trained to be strong –
mentally and physically – and reporting sick , no matter what, was only for
the weak. i consider us Planters a breed apart and working in McLeod Russel
gives us the royal Blue Blood. Looking back today i would not have had it
any other way and do not have a day of regret. After so many years of service
~ Junior Dagar
Chuapara T.E.
Back ‘Seat’ Riding &
A Bottle of Whisky…
52 JULY 2015