Ministry of Labour & Employment - 2016
" That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes."
I found myself in a small village of Kathi where a house was under construction. I tried to capture that scene in the picture. I am part of a small family, in which there are my parents and my elder sister with me. There is a childhood situation, perhaps you may also have a coincidence. Whenever our dislike in the house became proactive — I did not feel like drinking kerala, tinday or gourd, or milk, mother often used to get them done by using the competition between sister and me. “Let’s see, who will finish the meal first?” Or “who will first finish the glass of milk, it will be my lovely baby.” Our childhood used to gather in this spree without thought.
“Working with a Labor Charioteer in the past days, the incident of a common day reminded me of my mother and the poem of ‘loop’ (which I often hear as a sweet and revolutionary song).
I found myself in a small village of ‘Rithi’ Panchayat, where a house was under construction. I tried to capture that scene in the picture. If I look at my life so far, then my close acquaintance with child labor has happened in the year of internship. Earlier, like the general public of India, I too started believing that child labor (which is a legal offense) has taken off from India.
Here I found that more than 10 children, whose age appeared to be less than 10 years old, with their small hands, were covering the distance of about 200 meters by filling sand in small pots. Most of them parents of children were also carrying heavy responsibilities in large arms and large utensils.
From the woman, who was in a neonatal lap and the second child was on “work”, I asked Nadan questions — “Why are you working from small children here? Let them play, play and read now is the age. “The woman replied,” This is like the game itself, the children are happily doing their own. “After studying with the children, they realized that all of the creation Mothers are almost the same. Here too, mothers gave it a form of sports and competition among children. And here too many balmans were engaged without thinking.
When I talked to some older children, they accepted that, “Now there is not much fun in this game, but then father says, that the neighbor’s child is helping us, you should also learn from him. And should work harder than that “. And with this, this competition is set out in the social perspective by removing it from the house. On talking to men, I found that they see this process as rites, look as the preparations for the coming tomorrow, and which reduce the financial expenditure, it is different, it is different. “How is that?” — Asked by me, he said, “If we work alone, it will take 4 to 5 days. As long as we work here, the wages will be lost. Children can help a little bit of time (a little bit), then get a day’s bread and bring home. All have to do all the work together to maintain their stomach. “
We will fight for partner, sad weather,We will fight for companions, for slave wishes,We will choose companions, pieces of life,We will fight companions. For our hunger,
This thing not only disturbed me, but forced me to think for several days. Has our country, society, and economy forced a class special, that they accept the deities as their destiny? Is there anything that has happened with them and their peers, that they are not able to know clearly that injustice is happening to them, and it is happening? That all attempts to get out of this heinous thing are useless? Trying to recover from the evils, perhaps when he had abandoned it, now it seems that desire has been suppressed. This is the period when freedom of desires has been abolished, and chains of slavery have been worn on desires.
Problems
related to labor are being disturbed to me. The closer the layer rate
layer is, the more complex and the larger it appears. In such a
situation, I am taking poems, songs, films, and literature to avoid
disappointment. Especially, this song of ‘loop’ has proved to be helpful
in giving direction to my anger and keeping the dam of hope.
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