

In the Name of the Farmer
“I can’t wait, I can’t wait! We’ll be out in a few days!” chirped Speckled Spud, brushing his brown jacket in excitement. But soon, joy turned to panic as floodwaters surged in, uprooting dreams. The Spud Kingdom bobbed in muddy deluge, while helpless farmers fished for their ruined crop, betrayed by seeds, ignored by the system.

Mandakini Bhattacherya
Aug 27 min read

