Definitely not easy to answer that question because it was a tiny seed of a dream that was there for quite some time, buried underground without anyone’s knowledge, silently waiting for the right conditions to grow. Because otherwise what’s the rationale on why we felt the way we did when we looked at the small coconut farm. And why in heaven’s name would be buy it when both of us had highly demanding jobs in the city and not to mention responsibilities as a parent and children’s education in the city.

What in the world were we thinking?

I don’t have an answer to that except that it felt like this is what we were looking for; that this is what we wanted to do eventually. We didn’t have a clue as to what we would do next or how we would go about it. Absolutely no idea!

How we were ever going to connect the dots to make things happen. But that wouldn’t stop us, no way. I was determined to see my dreams come true without knowing how I was going to do it.

Leap And The Net Will Appear

It was like jumping into the water first and then learning to swim!

I never started out saying I was going to become a farmer…oh no, never had such outrageously clear thought ever; but it was rather a quite realization of sorts…which unfolded very slowly over time making me realize that this is what I wanted to do. It kind of grew on me, this farming bug.

Like all dreams, it all started out with my romanticizing a vision of a perfect country living with a beautiful vegetable garden and fruit trees swaying to the wind, kids lazing out in the hammock reading books and me and my husband harvesting some beautiful produce for dinner. Sounds picture perfect! But that’s not all that takes to make that vision a reality but dreaming is definitely an essential part of it.

So from dreaming to making it a reality was like literally tumbling down the path encountering learning of various sorts and finding joy with each step.  With every stumble we found something new to learn, avenues for learning opened up and we lapped it with all our heart and soul. Working 6 days a week and still raring to visit the farm that was one hour away or attend a session on gardening was not easy but we were excited and that was enough to get us going.

We learned from any and every source – paid workshops, free events, reading books, videos, google anything and everything we could get our hands on. We found some great mentors along the way who were instrumental in providing the right resources we were looking for; we also connected with many like-minded people and made new friends. It is a joyous – time spent learning with people who have the same ideologies like you.

And as we moved ahead in this journey, I discovered some wonderful things along. Every new encounter taught me something new; I discovered that some of our ancient ways were much healthier and sustainable ways of living. Along the way, lots of myth-busting happened too; becoming an organic farmer does that to you. You change forever! The way you look at the world changes.

I questioned a lot of things, sought answers and one thing led to another and a sort of awakening of senses happened. I would learn how to do something and that would lead me to something else and so slowly yet steadily all the things I always wanted to do started presenting itself in full view. I also slowly went from being an apprehensive on-looker to a let-me-be-the-one-to-try-it doer.

I realized that I was taking risks; yes, big and small risks. I, who always lived a planned risk-free organised life, was now taking risks. What was I risking? Failure. Yes, that’s the biggest risk we are all afraid of. Because who in the right mind would quit a job when they are on the verge of a prestigious promotion with a high profile post.

Who would risk quitting a job that they are good at, which provided a steady income and a predictable routine, to something as unpredictable as, well…farming; which by the way I had no idea if I was even capable of doing!

I don’t know what was happening but I guess that’s what happens when God puts a strong desire in you and then steps back to watch the drama unfold!

By now the only thing that I certainly knew was this strong desire that had somehow found its way to my heart. I have read about passion and calling and things like that which never really made sense to me until then.

But I knew deep down that keeping the job won’t give me the time I needed to pursue my dream. So the decision, however heart-breaking, was taken. This is in no way implying that anyone should quit their job to realise their dreams; not at all! This is a personal decision requiring some deep thinking and weighing the pros and cons. For me, I had the security of my husband’s full-time job to rely on.

Somehow I knew it was time for this because two people working full time without even a weekend to fully spare will not help make this dream a reality. And for me, this seemed like a logical decision to step-down from the work force scenario and step-up towards realising my dreams, our dreams, because by now my husband had been fully engulfed in this love for farming too.

The decision to build a farmhouse was taken shortly as it didn’t quite make sense working and growing plants with no place to rest or enjoy the farm. Soon, it took roots and the work on the farmhouse started with full swing.

Farming involved lots of hard work, lots of physical labour – dirtying our hands, sweating and working under the scorching sun. Yeah, not the kind of work we were used to; but it gave us the joy nothing else did.