"35 years ago, a boy left his farmer father's paddy fields to join the IT corridor.
He built a career. He built a life.
He raised children who grew up between screens and apartments —
never knowing the smell of rain on their own soil.
Now he wants to take them back.
To show them where he came from.
To let them touch the earth that fed his family for generations.
But the land his father farmed —
he can no longer afford to buy it alone.
He built a career. He built a city.
But somewhere along the way — he quietly lost the పొలం."
I am a software professional from Hyderabad. Like most of us, I grew up hearing stories about our family's land — fields that fed three generations, soil that knew our name. That land was sold long before I understood what was lost.
Last year, I took my family to visit farmland near the city. My children — who have grown up between school and screens — knelt down and touched the soil for the first time. The look on their faces told me everything.
This is not just about owning land. This is about giving our children roots — something real, something theirs, something that outlasts any career.
The problem is not the desire. Every IT professional I know carries this dream. The problem is that farmland near Hyderabad costs ₹40 to ₹85 lakh per acre. Buying it alone, maintaining it alone — it is simply impossible on a salaried income.
Napolam is the answer. We buy together. We own together. We build something that none of us could build alone.