Saturday, October 27, 2007

DON’T LEAVE THOSE KIDS ALONE!



After the ratification of the notification of 10th October, 2006 by the Ministry of Labour in respect of the Child Labour (Prohibition and Regulation) Act, 1986, the Government has turned a blind eye to the basic reality. The notification talks of outlawing children of the ages between 6- 14 years from working in domestic and other premises such as road side food shops, dhabas, motels, spas etc. The notification was undoubtedly a welcome step in the wake of increasing exploitation and misuse of the children of the poor and the needy, but its implementation remains far fetched.

As a matter of observation, even the implementation of the Child Labour (Prohibition and Regulation) Act, 1986 is long due given the present scenario, the enactment of which was a supposed respite with regard to persistent exploitation of children often employed in factories and as domestic help at a very tender age. After the coming into force of the said Act, the children were protected from employment in ‘hazardous industries’ but only on paper and not in spirit. Today one in every six children aged 5 to 17 - or 246 million children - are involved in child labour with the highest rate in the African countries, at an age where each one of us reading this article was at school or a playground or perhaps an amusement park.

In case of non- hazardous jobs, as laid down by the Supreme Court in M.C.Mehta V. Sate of Tamil Nadu and Ors. (AIR 1997 SC 699) that it was tobe seen that the child works fir not more than 6 hrs a day and receive 2 hrs of daily education at the cost of the employer. But, this provision also seems to restrict itself to paper only. Further, in this case a ‘Rehabilitation Fund’ for child (victim) labourer was schemed but, it is still to be effected till now.

In the cases of Bandhua Mukti Morcha V. Union Of India ( AIR 1984 SC 802) AND Unnikrishanan V. State of A.P. {(1993) (1) SCC 645}, the Supreme Court of India held that Right to Life under Article 21 of the Constitution of India includes, in case of a child below 14 years of age, a right to ‘compulsory primary education’.

The provisions in our Constitution that recognize the rights of a child are contained in Article 21: right to life and personal liberty.
Article 39(e) and (f): that the health and strength of workers, men and women and the tender age of children are not abused and that citizens are not forced by economic necessity to enter avocations unsuited to their age or strength.
That children are given opportunities and facilities to develop in a healthy manner and in conditions of freedom and dignity and that childhood and youth are protected against exploitation and against moral and material abandonment.
Article 24: prohibition of employment of children in factories etc. (below 14 yrs of age on any mine or hazardous employment).
Article 45: provision of early childhood care and education to children below the age of 6 yrs.

The enactment of Child Labour (Prohibition and Regulation) Act, 1986 was more or less done for proper enforcement of the abovementioned Articles of the Constitution of India. Many judgments on punishing the violators on the basis of the provisions of the Act were delivered but their inactive implementation has let everybody down. The judiciary needs to shed its conventional approach of sticking to evidences and show compassion towards such matters. The October, 2006 has been one among many notifications under the Act, again unlikely to create any impact on the minds of the judiciary and the employers. The government lacks to provide for the avenues for these children to explore after they are out of their ‘domestic help’ jobs. one still happens to see young and poor children working in the near by chai wala's and often acting as a fast food vans delivery boy. some are working at the photocopy machines and the others are speding there precious childhood years by cleaning our utensils.The Government, after full one year of passing this notification, has taken no steps to revamp its efforts on the cause for the upliftment and improvement of the exploited. I don’t want to sound as just another person who likes to sit and blame the Government for every mishappening, but at least it should take care of the minimum basic needs of such children or else provide us the avenues to help them.

The notification wages against the use of children in domestic areas, shops and dhabas but does not lay for the provisions of their needs of studies, family help and additional income. There are lots of things that could be done apart from celebrating the world Child Labour Day on 12th June every year like providing for scholarships, welfare funds, planning societies etc. (whole lot of suggestions).

At the end, I would like to request all the peaople who come in contact with such children to encourage them to study by providing some kind of help and taking them away from the world of exploitation. To the Government of India I would like to request to open their eyes to the rampant and still prevailing exploitation of children, that after full one year of the said notification, please do take necessary steps to implement it and hence reversing the greatest hit of Pink Floyd; whereby I’d say to them ‘DON’T leave those kinds alone’!!

'OnE LiNeRs' ( some of my favs!!- wait for more)

  • You may never know what results of your action, but if you do nothing there will be no result.
  • Its like killing your parents and calling yourself orphan!!!

  • I don't mind sharing my everything except CREDITS AND DESSERTS!!!

  • To be stable in future you have to be dynamic today!!!
  • When the going gets tough, tough gets going!!!
  • Be the change you want to see in the world.

Friday, July 6, 2007

And they say the police are to serve the people?

The other day, my car, a Maruti 800 was towed from the marketplace of Acharya Niketan parked outside the ICICI bank. Along With several other cars parked outside, there were some fruit and vegetable vendors with a few rickshaw pullers also on the same lane. Just after finishing my work in the bank which took not more than 15 minutes, we (my MOM and I) found our car to be nowhere. A gentleman buying fruits from the vendor asked me if the car that was parked there was mine? He told that it has been towed and I must immediately go to the nearby POLICE thane (pnc) to get it back. Soon a rickshaw puller who himself came to us, took us there. On finding my car parked just outside the thane , I requested the head constable to release my car as I had not parked it in a dangerous position or negligently. Also I informed him that there wasn't any – NO PARKING – sign which we omitted to see. On his advice, we went inside the thane, only to find very less working rate and inspite of no crowd at all people brushing and passing you by. We reached the room to talk to the traffic in charge, who was out for lunch (we thought) and had little likelihood to come back, it being a Saturday, as was told to us. We talked to some other official, made a request to him but of no use. Finally came back to the head constable, after taking an advice from my father over the phone (who is a lawyer at Tis Hazari and Delhi High Court), payed a challan of Rs.200 with a charge on me u/s 122 and 177 of the Motor Vehicles Act, 1985. The constable seized my car's registration certificate and gave me a date of after 30 days at the shahdara court to get it released. Being a fresh lawyer myself, it was highly ironical to submit to something which I have not done. Along with us, there was another lady driver paying a fine of Rs. 800 to get her car released which was parked near to mine. It seemed that the police have made it business to disturb common man rather than serve them. With this article, I want to request the common people to park their vehicles safely and to the traffic in charge, to please put up at least a few banners of – NO PARKING- wherever they don't want us to park!

(East Delhi Plus(TOI):07.07.07)

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

“ COME WHAT MAY”

Riding on the cart of hope
Clinching on to the sacred love rope
Always with my hands folded to pray

I say to all,
Never give up: COME WHAT MAY.



Give your best and forget about it
If not today, tomorrow it will fit,
Hold on to your beliefs and keep faith in HIS way

I say to all,
Never give up: COME WHAT MAY.



Making efforts is the object you need
Don’t follow no footsteps, make your own lead
Your ethics and values, in the long run will pay

I say to all,
Never give up: COME WHAT MAY.



When things go wrong and you feel lonely
You wonder, why did this had to happen to me only
Don’t forget, every sun rise brings a fresh bright day

I say to all,
Never give up: COME WHAT MAY.



ChEeRs!

AWAZ [a walk towards azad zindagi].


AWAZ represents a student’s initiative on awareness about Right to Information and other legal rights, consisting of members from the Faculty of Law, Delhi University. It is a result of realization of the conspicuous absence of a positive pressure group and at the same time feeling that the need of the hour is to fulfill our duty towards our community and particularly Nation as a whole. This social group is not an end within itself but rather beginning to bring change in the system through legal, polite, soft and stern means. It seeks to resolve some core issues of students related administrative inefficiencies and malfunctioning, by way of workshops, seminars and talks to educate them on the procedures to be adopted. Remember ‘TO KNOW’ is a duty rather than a right.

The inspiration to form ‘AWAZ’ was gathered from the encouraging words of Ms. Kiran Bedi and Magasaysay Award winner Mr. Arvind Kejriwal in the talk organised by ‘JOSH’, a voluntary organization working on RTI rights in Delhi and all over the country.

We, a bunch of few like minded students formed AWAZ, to give some kindda concrete shape to our flowing ideas. At AWAZ, we filed RTI applications ( managed around 50 or more), organized workshop ( quite low turn-up), seminar ( hall full of listeners along with lot of faculty members) and also conducted an application writing contest( though not very successful, but we had 2 winners!). At the end of the first session of AWAZ, we came up with a journal called THE AWAZ TIMES ( …..me being the broken editor), the reviews on which I happened to miss due to it being our preparatory leave……but heard a lotta good things about it…(not boastin!..). Wish a good luck to our successors( as I can say) to carry the movement forward.


http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=22822059

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/awaz4you

Sunday, June 17, 2007

A day at Chandani Chawk.........


The other day while walking on the clumsy streets of Chandani Chawk in Delhi, struggling hard to watch every next step of mine, with my mom, I saw a very colourful procession passing on the roads consisting of jhankis of almost all different forms of GOD that Indian’s worship. There was Shri Ram with his brother Laxman and wife Sita mata along with the sankat morchan Shri Hanuman on one; Shankar bhagwan in his tiger skin robe looking very angry on the other; Saraswati mata with her veena on the third one; Ganapati ji with a plate full of ladoos by his side on yet another and many more. It had a number of people obviously choking the already all-time crowded streets of Chandani Chawk, singing and dancing away to glory on the tunes one often get to listen on so called ‘holy’ TV channels anytime of the day you happen to stop while daily channel surfing. It took me some time to sink into what was going on. We asked the vendor at the sweet shop where we stopped to buy my dad’s favourite kachoris that if it was some festival today which we omitted to know due to it not being a declared holiday. But we gathered that it was a yearly ritual of the residents and shop owners there to carry out such a procession. We stopped for a couple of minutes to have a look and folding our hands every now and then whenever we got a glace from the heavenly dressed followers of the God’s they were representing. Moving on, on my whole shopping excursion with mom, I was thinking about the varying cultures ‘India’ possesses obviously inspired by the very colourful procession I just passed through. People with no means at all, were also participants to the procession enjoying and humming songs of the Al Mighty. Though, I wanted to get out of the place as soon as I could, I admit, but the striking pleasure on everybody’s faces was worth watching, which made me quite enjoy my trip that day.

Having done my schooling from Presentation Convent, located at Darya Ganj, nearby, I always developed a fascination for the whole area. Not because of the hang outs around (they weren’t any) but because of blend of culture the place depicts. My school was run by a Christian Missionary which had adopted a couple of slums nearby and conducted evening classes for all the children there. We also had a beautiful Chapel in our school campus which made it all the more sacred. Just close to the great Red Fort is one of the country’s oldest mazjid’s, the jama mazjid which was run under the care of father one of my then class mates (a Muslim-in Christian school-again striking). Coming back to the place, the shops and other businesses at old Delhi were owned mainly by Hindus. One can also see the very old lal mandir of Jain community with a charity bird hospital in its premises running from years. Along side is another very old gauri Shankar mandir. Moving further is the shish ganj gurudwara of the Sikhs. I find it all beautifully striking that the area of old Delhi depict so many cultures at such a loud combination which is almost impossible to overlook. It not being a very posh area or a tourist attraction of Delhi as to say, but a delight for Delhite like me for sure. Though almost every place in Delhi (or anywhere in India) is inhabited by people from all sects but Chandani Chawk is worth a special mention. So I did.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

My promotion from ‘student’ to ‘unemployed’…..

Always making fun of myself, after completing my L.L.B from the University of Delhi, I said this to everyone that now I’m proudly adding to the ever increasing unemployed population of my country. Though I was not doing so out of my frustration of sitting at home while few of my like – calibre friends started working but enjoying the temporary elevation (as I’m not planning to leave my studies so early) I was experiencing. Funny as it seems, but the phase is a very difficult one. On one hand there is enthusiasm & excitement to step into the ‘real outer world’ as they say with a professional outlook about everything in life while on the other there is unhappiness about the end of ever glowing & competing college life which is never going to return. College ‘o’ college….. lets see where do i end up.....