“If you pay me a million dollars tomorrow, per month, to go and do any other job, you wouldn’t find me doing it, but as long as its farming, I’m there.”
By Utamu Belle

Farmer Yogeshwar Rambharrat seems like the average man next door, with his down-to-earth manner, but there is nothing average about what this typical son of the soil does for a living. For over 40 years, he has been a farmer, a job title which means much more to him than throwing or sticking seeds down into the soil and watching them grow, but for him, one that signifies strength, perseverance and prestige.
For centuries, farmers have embraced agriculture as a means of providing food, one of mankind’s main necessities and other services, for their families and the masses. From cattle rearing to crop cultivation, farmers have withstood the test of time, embracing agriculture like they are one in the same.
Rambharrhat, as he is often called by persons in the Linden community where he lives and manages two farms: one at Kara Kara, Mackenzie, the other, a one acre plot, located at Dalawa, Speightland, provides vegetables and fruits to persons in the community, who depend on these for their fresh, organic flavour, believed to be associated with local farming.
“Eh, Mr Rambharrat, you nah get any more of that ‘sweet’ boulanger I buy from you the other day? I tell you that boulanger sweet like you water it with sugar water,” an elderly woman inquired from him as soon as she entered the compound of the seedling nursery and farm supplies incubator he operates at Kara Kara.
“I couldn’t help but laugh at her amusement, and made a mental note to take home a bag of those ‘sweet’ boulangers on my next visit that the elderly woman spoke about, since that day’s supply were all gone by popular demand,” Rambharrhat said.

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