Like the majority of Dalits in Punjab, his family never owned any farmland. Adjacent to their house, they have a small plot, but it has been encroached by neighbours. To grow fodder for their four goats and a buffalo, which stopped yielding milk four months ago, they have rented a farm. “Unlike other Dalits, I never worked as a farm hand on the land of upper caste villagers. I have always sung to make people aware of social, economic and political injustices,” he says, adding, “My idea of work was viewed as a revolt. How could someone like me live off singing, instead of working on their farms for a pittance?” Bant says he would rather sell toys and bangles at fairs to augment his earnings than work in farms of the upper castes. When surgeons informed Bant that they had to amputate both his arms and one leg, “I told them ‘Please don’t slit my throat. I still want to sing. You can chop off my limbs.’ A few days after the amputation, I was singing in the recovery ward, to the utter amazement of the doctors,” he recollects.