Human trafficking is an another blotch on our country.Human Trafficking is the transportation of of human against their will,forcefully,to different states and countries for the purpose of exploitation,which includes exploiting the prostitution of others,sexual exploitation,forced labor,slavery or similar practices and the removal of organs.
The purpose of human trafficking is very clear and so are the factors responsible for it.
There are innumerable factors responsible for human trafficking,but among all factors...prime factors are unemployment,hunger and poverty.We have already seen the picture regarding hunger and poverty in our country.The total number of people below the poverty line is 35.46 crore,which unfortunately serves as main targets for human traffickers.Such families are often the targets of smugglers all they have to do is an assurance of good job for their(poor families) sons and daughters,of course which is a trap and as soon as they are handed over to these smugglers,in mere few day these boys and girls were sold to different peoples in different states.
The boys are either sold to work as house hold helpers or to some small scale factories where they work with no wages where as girls are sold to brothels where they were forced into prostitution.
Unemployed people are next main targets of smugglers,the trap is the same,a good job.They were guaranteed with a job.They were told to go to various places,on the name of interviews,in this way they themselves are taken away into the clutches of these traffickers
In 2009,in a conference on human trafficking,Ashwani Kumar,director of CBI during that time,provided the shocking data that more than 1.2 million children in India are caught up in trafficking as child prostitute and added,making the picture worse,that as many as 100 million people in India are involved in trafficking related activities.
According to a 2006 report of Save The Children India,child sex slaves is increasing because of the male clients,who only prefer 10- to 12- year old girls.
In 2011,862 cases of trafficking were reportedin comparison to 679 in 2010-which is an increase of 27%.
"Out of 325 children rescued by us in 2011,162 were working as domestic helpers;an agent earns between Rs 5000 to Rs 10000 for selling a girl to a brothel,while he can get a commission of at least Rs 20,000 is he sells her to a house hold"-Ravi Kant,the pesident of Shakti Vahini.
The network of human trafficking is very big,one can easily interpret this from a look at these headlines...
Jan,21,New Delhi-Police arrested 4,involving in human trafficking.
A case in which 105 passport found at IGI Airport in an unclaimed baggage.
May,8,New Delhi-six were arrested accused of human trafficking,two are women among those arrested
May,23,Meerut-Human trafficking racket busted,35 women and kids rescued by police.
35 women including minors who were trafficked into city from Nepal and Rajasthan.
May,30,Chennai-Human Trafficking racket busted.
Women from Kerala were taken to Singapore and forced to prostitution.
Jun,4,New Delhi-Human trafficking network smashed by Delhi police after rescuing a minor girl and arresting of a 32 year old women.
Jun,26,New Delhi-Four placement agencies were found involved in human trafficking.
Names of these agencies were Babita Enterprises,India Maid Bureau,Deepika Placement Agency and Mission Welfare Society.They are involved in the trafficking of minor girls from Assam, Jharkhand and Chattisgarh.
And many more cases...
Yes,there are laws to prevent it but if these were enough powerful then there won't be so many cases of human trafficking and i might not be writing this post...but the reality is they are not powerful enough to control it.In India,ITPA has made commercial sex illegal but the act failed to address the causes which leads to such victimization.
Various NGOs like Shakti Vahini were doing a great job to curb this social evil.
HUMAN TRAFFICKING
HUMAN TRAFFICKING
Happy Independence day
Happy Independence day
"Tum mujhe khoon do...main tumhe azadi dunga"-Subhash Chandra Bose
The sketch i made when i was in 10th standard,thought i should post it.
There are many heroes who fought for the freedom of our country...known and many unknowns,who died for a free and better India.
India got freedom on this very day,in 1947.Since then we are developing,India is often termed as the fastest growing economy.
But it is also a reality that today our beloved country,for which many heroes died,is suffering from various diseases ...diseases like corruption,purchasable justice and innumerable crimes.
In my view development isn't just about the strong economy but also at social and moral level.
About the social development,we all know the reality,we come across it in newspaper everyday.
India became independent 65 years ago but still the country is in the clutches of corruption and many other social evils.Women are not safe in day light and even on busy roads.
A rich can easily buy justice where a poor suffers for ages to get justice.
A rich can easily buy justice where a poor suffers for ages to get justice.
I have the same dream,which those brave freedom fighters have...for which they fought.A country where everyone lives with equality,a country where nobody sleeps empty stomach at night,a country where women can freely survive freely and comfortably,a country where only love and peace prevails...
VANDE MATARAM
THE ADDICT FUTURE
THE ADDICT FUTURE
"If current trends continue ,250 million children alive today will be killed by tobacco"-W.H.O
As i started my search regarding the drug abuse or substance abuse(in general) among the children, i was shocked by the numbers or percentages i found.Drug abuse is one serious and big problem in our society.There are various forms of addiction,which we can't even imagine about.
And more horrifying fact is this that a large percentage is of youngsters and children..
*About 63.6% of the total patients,coming in for treatment were introduced to drugs at a young age,below 15 years.
*13.1% of the people involved in drug and substance abuse are below 20 years.
*Of all alcohol,cannabis and opium users 21%,3% and 0.1% are below the age of 18.
*In another survey,out of 18 million street children in India,about 90% indulge in Drug Abuse,75% of which do it to fight hunger.
*In India 20 million children a year and nearly 55,000 children a day are drawn into tobacco addiction which way larger compared to 3,000 a day new child smokers in US.
Tobacco Control squad conducted a study in Kochi,in which it was found that near 90% of the schools in the city ,there were small shops where kids can get tobacco easily.The study found that more than 40% of the student population are using alcohol.
In Mumbai,similar condition were found when National Anti Doping Agency(NADA) conducted a dope test on the children who participate in wrestling during National school games.The authorities were shocked to see the report shows that school children of Mumbai are more keen in taking drugs than seniors.
There are various forms of intoxication other than tobacco,alcohol used by childrens which includes sniffing petrol,drinking too much cough syrups,inhaling whitener,pain releif ointments,licking glue,paint,gasoline,wet carbon paper,mixture of fibre matting and boiling toothpaste.These are some substances abused by children.
The most common and cheap source of addiction popular is 'Whitener',which is an stationary product.Mixing the whitener with it's diluter and inhaling it produces the same 'high' effect similar to other drugs.The reason is that primary contents of it are alcohol.
Since whiteners are easily available in shops they are excessively used by children.
In a study conducted by Chetna in 2009,it was found that the sales of whitener among street children and other children is in between Rs 24 lakh to Rs 67 lakh per day in New Delhi....shocking but true.
Coming to the harmful effects cause by this 15ml bottles of whitener,they cause a serious brain damage which may result in blindness,tuberculosis and instant death.Whitener exerts its effect through trichloroethane.It also includes other substances such as petrol and toluene.
Serious adverse behavioural effects are often associated with toluene abuse related to the deliberate inhalation of solvents.Long term toluene exposure is often associated with effects such as: psychoorganic syndrome; visual evoked potential (VEP) abnormality; toxic polyneuropathy, cerebellar, cognitive, and pyramidal dysfunctions;optic atrophy; and brain lesions.
http://blog.pathfinderclinic.com/2011/03/whitener-addiction-death-by-inhalant.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toluene_toxicity#Effects_of_long_term_exposure
On investigating about the various reasons which force these children and youngsters towards drugs it was found that majority of street children are provided or being told by some other elder who is in already in such practise from a long time.
Next,they find it cheap to purchse a 30rs whitener which can be used for days than to buy food just for one time.
This is the reality of developing India,these children are forced to use these drugs just to surpass their hunger.This is another effect of poor storage facility of grains and lack of adequate actions to provide food for poor families at low costs.Yes..there were various government outlets/Rashan shops which provide rice and grains at low cost on their Rashan Cards but again the corruption in India,the food which should be distributed among the people goes directly in to the stores of the corrupt workers and people who actually need them goes back empty handed.
In a previous post,we have already seen that many young children die before the age of 5 due to malnutrition.It is not hard realize that whatever evils exist in our society are interconnected with each other.
On the other hand,when it comes to the reason which force educated youngsters towards these drugs then peer pressure,boredom,academic and parental pressure,lack of emotional support are some of the common reasons.
One most interesting excuse which is given by some 'noble and educated' youngsters is that drugs makes them feel like a man.
Simply pathetic and pityful thinking,i just don't understand what definition do we have of a man or when it comes to be a man.
A man isn't just about a toned,well build body or the who can fights on every pity issue to show his strength....neither just having a heavy voice nor the feeling you get after smoking/drinking/other drugs.These have nothing to do with being a man.
The main reason are lack of moral values and lost principles, today if a father smokes or drink then it is likely to have that his son is also involves in the same practice...excuse-if dad can do why can't I.
The availability of tobbaco and other drugs in the market are not the reasons...the reason lies in WHAT FORCES THEM TO MOVE TO SUCH THINGS?
Three kinds of addicts exist in our India:-
1.who are forced to do so beacuse of their hunger and poverty/introduced to drugs by some other individual comprises mainly of street children and school going children.
2.who pushed themselves to intoxication to overcome their tension or any other pressure which comprises mainly of educated youngsters.
3.who drug themselves just to feel like a man comprises of youngsters lacking moral values,having a wrong understanding of being a man.
After several petitions on the issue filled by Chetna and other NGO's the National Panel has finally decided to study drug abuse among children.
And i don't think that the generation gap between youngsters and their parents can't be bridged.Efforts from parents should be made to be more friendly and open with their kids before it is too late.
I would like to talk about myself,there comes a time in my life during which i start to smoke to surpass my all tension and grief i am going through.I started with 1 a day and with time my per day neccesity rises.
Once sitting in library,not taking my 'dose' from the morning i realise that i am just not able to concentrate on my book.Other effects i observe like a heavy feeling in throat.
After it i decided not to smoke be whatever be the tension i will go through.We think that it is helping us in getting rid of our problems but reality is it kills the ability to think if it is abused.
All drugs are harmful if you become an addict to it.
We Are The Change
"Ab A.C. Se Ladki Ka Kya Connection?": A Personal Recount Of Sexual Harassment | Youth Ki Awaaz
"Ab A.C. Se Ladki Ka Kya Connection?": A Personal Recount Of Sexual Harassment | Youth Ki Awaaz
"Ab A.C. Se Ladki Ka Kya Connection?": A Personal Recount Of Sexual Harassment | Youth Ki Awaaz
Submitted anonymously:
We all remember this particularly funny scene from Jab We Met. The main lead, a big mouth, tells random people about how her parents always insist on her travelling in A.C. class in trains cause of her gender, and how that logic never made sense to her. Hence the dialogue, “Ab A.C. se ladki ka kya connection?” Connection hai bhaisaab! there is a connection. At least it was for me, a naive little free spirit, when after a particular incident all connections, thought processes, sense of security went out of the window of a speeding train.
I clearly remember that night. Heck, fresh wounds take time to heal. I was travelling alone in a 2nd A.C. class, heading towards home, for my holidays had just begun. The two berths above me were occupied by snoring men. Everything seemed normal, old people gossiping (and complaining) about random things like the weather and the government. I was totally immersed in my laptop. Young people, you see, the same everywhere. As the night dawned on us everyone dispersed, having exhausted themselves from talking so much. The seat by my side, no.9 was occupied temporarily by a bearded man, whose clothes were similar to sadhu and saints. Falling asleep in a train is near impossible for me, with all the moving and shaking, but being bored I had no option.
In the middle of the night, I started getting this weird feeling that something was creeping into my blanket, creating a light wave, trying to touch my neck. I looked sideways. A hand was swiftly pulled back by someone lying on seat no.9. Being a bit sleepy, I thought I was hallucinating. Also, someone’s hands couldn’t be that long, could it? I kept my eyes open for a minute, nothing happened. It was a fly, I decided. Still, closing my eyes I pretended to sleep. Within a minute (!) that weird sensation was back. My eyes flew open. The hand retired into the blanket. What the fuck. Hastily I opened the lights, and stared at the seat for 5 seconds. I half expected him to suddenly jump at me. No motion.
I ran to my left, trying to find someone. There is always someone awake in the alleys near the toilets, doing some work or puffing a cigarette. If I could find someone really fast, we could nab that bastard before he could escape. No one. On the right side I found a guy sleeping near the toilets. Please wake up before he runs away, I prayed.
As I spoke my twisted sentences, we ran to my berth. But alas, he was gone. We checked the toilets, quickly called the T.T., woke some people up. There was no trace. I hadn’t seen him as he was covered head to toe in blankets. All of my stuff was intact. The T.T. checked his papers and found that the occupier, a Mr. Gupta hadn’t boarded the train. The sadhu baba wasn’t the culprit either. We had seen him getting off the train. It was someone from this very coach, who had noticed my being alone, who came on the berth solely for perverted purposes. A loser, who had no identity and no morals either.
When misfortune strikes, people have their own ways of helping you deal with it. Some empathise with you. Some genuinely help you. Some abuse the one causing trouble. And the rest keep giving you advices on how you should have handled it in a different way than you did.
But all that they said sounded pure “what ifs” to me. Yes aunty you are right, I should have screamed and woken you people up. But in a moment of panic, hearing you all snoring, I momentarily lost my speech. Yes I should have pulled the blankets and given him a slap. But I feared he would drug me into silence. I feared things much worse. Having no weapon and fighting skills, I did what I thought best. Run. Find someone already awake. It’s a different thing my logic saved me but couldn’t catch him. I know they meant well. But a shaken up soul needs healing, not dealing. I was too lost to comprehend what they were saying. The whole night, what was left of it anyway, I couldn’t sleep. Any slight movement, even the whooshing of curtains would wake me up. I knew that it wouldn’t happen again this night, but some part of me permanently refused to believe it.
Who would have expected such things to happen in an A.C. coach? Don’t we all say to our daughters, “nahi beta, sleeper mei nahi. Agar A.C. seat nahi mili toh tum ni ja rhi ho. Bas!”? I have travelled in sleepers, 3A.C., chair cars, even local trains in U.P. and never in my life has anything happened. People with class, who have enough means to travel in an A.C. coach, one wouldn’t think they would resort to such lowly stuff, would they? Forget the A.C. – non A.C. debate, why do people have to even do this to women? Life shocks you out of your camaraderie right when you least expect it.
In today’s world, there is no place safe for women. International companies, malls, roads, colleges, public places (yes, CROWDED public places) everywhere women have to face harassment, eve teasing or indecent touching. Call up any woman, and you will hear at least one such incident from her. Such things do nothing but scar our minds and induce fear. It seems that people have lost a sense of respect of a woman’s privacy, and feel a compelling need to pervade it. Stricter actions need to be taken. Society needs to be educated on how to treat the other half of their population. Things need to happen, NOW.
I am sharing this incident (I refrain to call it an ‘experience’) cause I was overconfident. I was foolish enough to think that not travelling alone and looking out for signals would be enough. That such stuff happens to other women, not me. I thought I was smart enough to save myself. What I didn’t realise was that even a smart mind needs preparation.
I am not advising you to stay closed in your homes, scared. Please, that’s not a way to live your life. And neither am I writing this to make people aware of mistreatment. That’s what you already know. I write this to urge you women out there, to take measures. To always be prepared. I insist (yes I literally am hell bent on insisting) that you NEVER EVER leave your homes without some sort of weapon, like a pepper spray or a sharp object. To take self defence classes. To smart-up your mind with all sort of stuff on how to protect yourselves. The society (especially the ‘educated’ idiots) says, “Women are not physically strong (read weak)”. But remember ladies, nothing beats a sharp mind, and a high heeled kick in the balls.
Submitted anonymously:
We all remember this particularly funny scene from Jab We Met. The main lead, a big mouth, tells random people about how her parents always insist on her travelling in A.C. class in trains cause of her gender, and how that logic never made sense to her. Hence the dialogue, “Ab A.C. se ladki ka kya connection?” Connection hai bhaisaab! there is a connection. At least it was for me, a naive little free spirit, when after a particular incident all connections, thought processes, sense of security went out of the window of a speeding train.
I clearly remember that night. Heck, fresh wounds take time to heal. I was travelling alone in a 2nd A.C. class, heading towards home, for my holidays had just begun. The two berths above me were occupied by snoring men. Everything seemed normal, old people gossiping (and complaining) about random things like the weather and the government. I was totally immersed in my laptop. Young people, you see, the same everywhere. As the night dawned on us everyone dispersed, having exhausted themselves from talking so much. The seat by my side, no.9 was occupied temporarily by a bearded man, whose clothes were similar to sadhu and saints. Falling asleep in a train is near impossible for me, with all the moving and shaking, but being bored I had no option.
In the middle of the night, I started getting this weird feeling that something was creeping into my blanket, creating a light wave, trying to touch my neck. I looked sideways. A hand was swiftly pulled back by someone lying on seat no.9. Being a bit sleepy, I thought I was hallucinating. Also, someone’s hands couldn’t be that long, could it? I kept my eyes open for a minute, nothing happened. It was a fly, I decided. Still, closing my eyes I pretended to sleep. Within a minute (!) that weird sensation was back. My eyes flew open. The hand retired into the blanket. What the fuck. Hastily I opened the lights, and stared at the seat for 5 seconds. I half expected him to suddenly jump at me. No motion.
I ran to my left, trying to find someone. There is always someone awake in the alleys near the toilets, doing some work or puffing a cigarette. If I could find someone really fast, we could nab that bastard before he could escape. No one. On the right side I found a guy sleeping near the toilets. Please wake up before he runs away, I prayed.
As I spoke my twisted sentences, we ran to my berth. But alas, he was gone. We checked the toilets, quickly called the T.T., woke some people up. There was no trace. I hadn’t seen him as he was covered head to toe in blankets. All of my stuff was intact. The T.T. checked his papers and found that the occupier, a Mr. Gupta hadn’t boarded the train. The sadhu baba wasn’t the culprit either. We had seen him getting off the train. It was someone from this very coach, who had noticed my being alone, who came on the berth solely for perverted purposes. A loser, who had no identity and no morals either.
When misfortune strikes, people have their own ways of helping you deal with it. Some empathise with you. Some genuinely help you. Some abuse the one causing trouble. And the rest keep giving you advices on how you should have handled it in a different way than you did.
But all that they said sounded pure “what ifs” to me. Yes aunty you are right, I should have screamed and woken you people up. But in a moment of panic, hearing you all snoring, I momentarily lost my speech. Yes I should have pulled the blankets and given him a slap. But I feared he would drug me into silence. I feared things much worse. Having no weapon and fighting skills, I did what I thought best. Run. Find someone already awake. It’s a different thing my logic saved me but couldn’t catch him. I know they meant well. But a shaken up soul needs healing, not dealing. I was too lost to comprehend what they were saying. The whole night, what was left of it anyway, I couldn’t sleep. Any slight movement, even the whooshing of curtains would wake me up. I knew that it wouldn’t happen again this night, but some part of me permanently refused to believe it.
Who would have expected such things to happen in an A.C. coach? Don’t we all say to our daughters, “nahi beta, sleeper mei nahi. Agar A.C. seat nahi mili toh tum ni ja rhi ho. Bas!”? I have travelled in sleepers, 3A.C., chair cars, even local trains in U.P. and never in my life has anything happened. People with class, who have enough means to travel in an A.C. coach, one wouldn’t think they would resort to such lowly stuff, would they? Forget the A.C. – non A.C. debate, why do people have to even do this to women? Life shocks you out of your camaraderie right when you least expect it.
In today’s world, there is no place safe for women. International companies, malls, roads, colleges, public places (yes, CROWDED public places) everywhere women have to face harassment, eve teasing or indecent touching. Call up any woman, and you will hear at least one such incident from her. Such things do nothing but scar our minds and induce fear. It seems that people have lost a sense of respect of a woman’s privacy, and feel a compelling need to pervade it. Stricter actions need to be taken. Society needs to be educated on how to treat the other half of their population. Things need to happen, NOW.
I am sharing this incident (I refrain to call it an ‘experience’) cause I was overconfident. I was foolish enough to think that not travelling alone and looking out for signals would be enough. That such stuff happens to other women, not me. I thought I was smart enough to save myself. What I didn’t realise was that even a smart mind needs preparation.
I am not advising you to stay closed in your homes, scared. Please, that’s not a way to live your life. And neither am I writing this to make people aware of mistreatment. That’s what you already know. I write this to urge you women out there, to take measures. To always be prepared. I insist (yes I literally am hell bent on insisting) that you NEVER EVER leave your homes without some sort of weapon, like a pepper spray or a sharp object. To take self defence classes. To smart-up your mind with all sort of stuff on how to protect yourselves. The society (especially the ‘educated’ idiots) says, “Women are not physically strong (read weak)”. But remember ladies, nothing beats a sharp mind, and a high heeled kick in the balls.
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