Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Eradicating child labour

Let’s protect the rights of children

CONCERN BY AFSHAN GAZI


Childhood is the formative phase in the life of an individual. Life moves on with so many ups and downs. So every child deserves a superior childhood, good education, an opportunity to get pleasure from life.
Dream of a boy merely 7-8 years old, in shreds, approaching you anywhere may be in a local bus or on a busy street and telling you “I yearn to be dressed in a school uniform- white shirt. I crave to be present at a school, desire to study and aspire to be an adorable and an endearing person in my society. However I’m not economically sound, what should I do?” What would you say in reply? And most importantly what would you suggest? Where should he go to fulfill his urge? You might not feel stunned as things like that often happen in Kashmir. You may not at all believe his words still out of empathy and kindnesses try to do something for him. What would you do? Pass a 10 rupee or a 100 rupee note thinking that you’ve done your job and still there are others to help him if he’s not lying. You will forget this incident as soon as you get down from that very bus or just get engaged with your other important issues…isn’t it so? But ask yourself have you done all that was in your power to save that child’s future if he wasn’t lying… I bet your answer is a big no.
We, as elders always want to give our children the best. If it is factual and realistic then why are we so indifferent towards the Kashmiri children? Children who work as laborers? Children who have many rights but unfortunately these are least protected.
Have you ever been to Sunday market or Batmaloo? If not, you must once at least visit those places and you’ll see the darkness of our future. Our children work for hours together to do all kinds of dangerous work and we are the people who abuse them if they retard their speed of doing work. In 2006 India strengthened its laws by extending the definition of hazardous work to include domestic labor and catering establishments but there is virtually no evidence of enforcement. Beneath the veneer of emerging super power India hundreds of millions face a daily struggle for essentials. Whenever you talk to some educated person about child labor, he would definitely give you a lecture concurring that it should not happen in our society but finally if you go just peep through a keyhole into his domicile you would surely find small children doing big things. It is true with most of the working ladies who fetch a young poor boy or a girl and make him/ her work at their residences… nevertheless, it's a tradition now a days.
In my society, youngsters are often seen fighting for their rights at home and other institutions. They want to spend more time outside their homes, spend money more lavishly, and squabble with their parents for gadgets like mobile phones, laptops, bikes and cars. With the growing age these demands increase considerably. Ask yourself doth it not happen? But have you yet contemplated about the children who are forced to work against their will and do not even have the basic rights. Child who should have a satchel in his hand filled with books is carrying polythene bags to sell them. There are many cases where parents sell their children as a bonded labor for a petty sum of money. To eradicate poverty we’ve created a new issue called child labor.
Mostly people believe that poverty forces children to leave the studies and work as slaves instead. But my dear fellow beings, it is not always so. In Kashmir, children work just for the sake of tradition or just that they don’t want to study. There are a number of people who have a firm belief that child labor is a usual practice in a developing nation-state like ours and these unwise and imprudent lay people cannot comprehend the potential of these children if given a chance to become doctors, engineers, scientists’ especially good humans and good citizens.
Population explosion that is considered to be one of the greatest threats to a nation’s economy can also prove to be beneficial… It’s just that we need to formulate this explosion into a resource for us and for our state. We need to bestow our children with quality and proper academic and moral education. Once we do so, our innovative youth can take the responsibility and run the world the way they want to and can give us all the idea of profit. We don’t always need to help such people with money… but a bit of care and counseling. In most of the cases children who work as labors in Kashmir have money in their pockets and a very young head on their shoulders…you can yourself imagine how disastrous can it be for us? Let’s come together and make child labor a history for our state.

(Feedback at:
gazi.afi@gmail.com)

Monday, August 24, 2009

BAFFLED

Don’t know what’s going on and how exactly things are supposed to be…

I find myself:

Smiling when I m at lowest…

Laughing when I see no humor at all…

Helping others when I need help myself…

Feeling sorry for people who I guess are living in mental state akin to colorblindness when my own senses are numb…

Even now when I m trying to put my pen to paper I find it recondite to collect my scattered thought. My globe is at a halt…

I wanna feel easier in my mind, so I may pay attention a little better and feel significantly better… but in spite of all these feelings I m happy to know that I m braver than I think… I can smile when I m sad...It’s in itself an achievement…

Sunday, August 9, 2009

feelings cryatallized

Everytime i look around i expect to see you there..
i want to curl up into a tiny ball...
want to disappear..
..i want u to forgive me...coz..
i dont think i can go on without you..
you were my life- a reason to live, kinda best friend.. and
now i've none..
but i cannot run away from memories...
i would carry them with me like a painting in my mind...
memories...will be with me in the depths of my soul
i m here ossified, thinking about my past,
how you came and trasformed my whole life...
i dont know what to do; what to say, i m devastated..
feels as if nuffin would be convenient again ever in life..
i lost the power to change things..
..to make things happen..
..here m i ..hung up, worried n frustated..
i gotta feeling incomplete in my heart
u've been with me through the joys of
triumph and lonliness of tragedy...
cracking jokes with you, i'd drawn a veil of illusion
about our growing friendship, pretending its nothing more..
but in the solitude of night, when my secret thoughts would
run free i knew u had become more than a friend...
these thoughts always sent my senses spinning...
n now since u r not around..all feelings seem to be
crystallised for a moment called lifetime!!

patience- its harder than i thought

I wanna sleep for a while... take a nap atleast..
thats all i can do ... i guess...
but my mind seems hyperactive to do that..
to allow unconsciousness to overtake me...

i m alone ...alone.. desolate...in pain..
in the end everybody is...each person has to die his own death...
wud it not b easy to die now??? n soon there will b no pain...

just the feeling of blessed peace....

i m drifting dangerously near a state of mind where
nothing matters but the present,

my heart is ruling my head, only thing i know is i
want peace...peace of mind..
i m strong in so many ways yet fragile..
still, pensive and a little afraid..
my heart is in ma mouth..

feel like accepting watever is offered by life...good or bad..
grasp it with both hands before it slips forever beyond my reach

i guess its all beyond your tether but i wrote it to express my mind...