Friday, 18 December 2015
NIRBHAYA'S RAPIST WALKS FREE
Wednesday, 16 December 2015
Let's Learn Some Mechanical Engineering (Or, A Lesson on What CausesPollution)
- Large engines do not necessarily cause more pollution. On the contrary, it is the cheap, small engines of scooters and auto-rickshaws that pollute more. A single five year old scooter or a TSR (Three Wheeler Scooter Rickshaw) will, as a general rule, pollute more than three or four petrol cars of the same vintage. A poorly maintained TSR, even when running on CNG, can pollute more than ten cars.
- Overloaded automobiles cause more pollution. So, a two-wheeler with two or three passengers will pollute far more than a car with four passengers.
- An idling automobile, typically one standing at traffic signals, pollutes several time more than when it is moving.
- An IC engine, whether of a car or of a scooter (2/3 wheeler) is best run at 60-70% of its maximum power. If you overload it, it spews toxic gases and particulates. You can easily understand that it is far easier to overload a two-wheeler or a three-wheeler because it is underpowered to start with. We are not all riding Harley Davidsons, are we? Ours are equipped with puny 100-200cc engines.
- Carbon Dioxide is not a pollutant. It is merely a Green House Gas. It causes global warming as told by environmentalist. It does not cause pollution. Oxides of Nitrogen (NOx) and Suspended (Fine) Particulate Matter (SPM) are pollutants. Sulphurous gases are pollutants too. But, with Euro 3/4 diesel now being sold, there is virtually no sulphur in automobile exhaust. That leaves only NOx and SPM.
- A typical farmer and his children are subject to far more SPM due to dust in the fields, burning of hay and other farming activities. So, Delhiites are not the worst hit citizens of India.
- A poor woman inhales more carbon soot, carbon monoxide (a pollutant), sulphurous fumes and SPM in a day's cooking than an average Delhiite does in a year.
- Pollution is a relatively local phenomenon. Pollutants of air do not travel far and wide. They settle down or get washed down in rains. They also disperse and become less harmful. Though these processes do not neutralise all the pollutants completely, most are taken care of nature in due course. Pollution overload does happen and that requires strong measures. Pollutants tend to linger longer in humid air as they from aerosols with water droplets. This typically causes the Delhi smog. In my view Delhi still does not have a pollution overload.
- GHG is a global phenomenon. These gases ride on winds and affect global environment. That is why we have Kyoto and Paris like international conferences to handle them. We do not have international conferences on NOx and SPM since they are local phenomena.
- Large cars, such as those 2+ litre SUVs now banned by the Supreme Court, produce more carbon dioxide since they burn more fuel. They do not necessarily pollute more. Again, carbon dioxide is not a pollutant. It does not cause asthma nor burn your eyes.
- Diesel Engines have a reputation of being big polluters. This is not as true for new cars. If maintained well and run properly, they will not pollute significantly more than petrol cars. In any case the Pollution Under Check (PUC) certification is supposed to ensure that their pollution remains within limits.
- If we need to have diesel cars that should pollute even less, we need to tighten the parameters of PUC certificate. This will compel the car owners to spend more to maintain them in fine fettle. That will be a bigger discouraging factor for potential diesel car buyers than the one-time green cess. This will also ensure that diesel cars registered in Gurgaon, NOIDA or Faridabad, but run in Delhi become less polluting. You cannot levy a cess on such cars which are registered outside, but you can subject them to the more stringent PUC certification if they enter the borders of Delhi.
- A standing car does not pollute, a moving car does. Or more specifically, it is a car-trip (or a scooter-trip) that pollutes. If you keep odd or even numbered cars off the road, it does not reduce total car-trips by half. In lieu of private car trips we will have taxi-trips and TSR-trips. And, TSRs pollute more than cars. Even if some people use buses, it does not cut pollution by half. Buses are generally poorly maintained and pollute more than permissible. An overloaded bus is a smokestack.
Thursday, 10 December 2015
Kamaal (Khan) Hai
Wednesday, 25 November 2015
Manufacturing my foot!
Isn't it shameful that each of these companies, Intex and Micromax, is quoting import data to prove that it is a bigger manufacturer than the other? These so called manufacturers import fully assembled mobile phones, with packaging and even the plastic wrapping done in China. Their manuals are printed in China as well and placed in the respective boxes in the foreign land. How can they be called manufacturers of mobile phones, when all they do is trading of bought out wares? Such contract manufacturing in China or a few other countries is now the norm for Indian "manufacturers" of almost anything that we use in our daily lives - light fittings, LED or CFL lamps, switches and sockets on our walls, ceiling fans or table fans, kitchen gadgets and utensils, plastic trays and buckets, holy images of our deities and firecrackers, containers and photo frames, most of the furniture, carpets and mats, paintings and vases, Hawaii chappals and shoes, all electronic gadgets, safety razors and what have you. Yet, I am sure the importers of these goods would love to call themselves manufacturers. Even the facade of screw driver technology is gone. We are now in a crate-uncrate phase of the fallacy of Indian manufacturer. Bring in containers of readymade packaged goods and sell it under an Indian name. Even the cardboard-packing is done abroad along with the price labelling as a part of the new manufacturing paradigm.
Saying that Apple or Walmart do the same is not going to solve our problem of unfathomable unemployment and poverty. Let's us ask why Intex and Micromax do not manufacture mobile phones in India. After all, four crore handsets annually is a reasonable quantity to set up a factory for. Micromax claims that it had imported 9.7 million phones in the third quarter of this year and Intex imported 8.4 million. Given that we have at least three other Indian mobile phone brands, which are doing good business, we are probably importing about seven to eight crore "Indian" mobile phones annually from China. Wouldn't such a huge volume make a local manufacturing base even more viable? One would think that contract manufacturing in India could be a robust business proposition given the volumes we need locally.
What is holding them back from setting up large world-class factories in India? Is it license-permit raj? Why does such a Raj exist even after decades of claims that we have done away with it? It was probably easier to dismantle the British Raj. Is it lack of skilled manpower? Why do our ITIs continue to churn out carpenters and fitters, when we need assemblers and testers in microelectronics? Is it lack of allied and supporting businesses? I have learnt that if a mobile phone manufacturer in China wants one million pieces of a tiny screw or a rubber gasket, he walks into the next street and orders for it and it would be delivered the next morning! If he wants one million pieces of molded plastic frames or covers, he does the same. And he does have to work a minute harder even to buy even a million pieces of hi-tech LCD displays. What can make such an ecosystem for manufacture develop in India? Well, how about the first step towards it?
Don't worry about an uninterrupted power arrangement. The entrepreneur will set up his own DG set. Don't even bother to provide cheap rail transport. He will hire a road container service. Don't worry about laying shiny roads to his doorsteps. He will work around such obstacles. Also, protect him from hafta-collectors, both the political and the criminal type. Make it easy for him to buy land. Just help him by ridding him of the paperwork and of running around in the corridors of powers, dancing circles around the factory and excise inspector and the taxman and labour-law enforcer. Relieve the management of these things and let him apply himself to his business, which is already quite challenging and prone to risks and failures. Make it easy for him to raise money, to sign contracts and enforce them, hire and train personnel and to manufacturer, ship, service and make profits. That is what he is there for.
http://articles.economictimes.indiatimes.com/2015-09-12/news/66465809_1_intex-micromax-counterpoint-research
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
JUST ASKING
Are you guys sure you are taking in Refugees and not migrants? Refugees are temporary shelter seekers, who are running away from persecution, genocide or mass hunger. They have a desire to eventually return to their homeland one day. Migrants are here to stay to eventually became a sharer of your destiny, your jobs, your wealth, education, healthcare and general well-being. We know the refugee variety well for we have been a generous host to nearly ten million refugees from our Eastern neighbour, who were running away from mass-murders, rape, plunder and unspeakable horrors of oppression. They went back largely in a couple of years. India was an extremely poor country then, but we welcomed them with open arms and sent them off with heavy hearts. We shared our bread and land, our civic facilities, our pavements, hospitals, homes and school buildings. More importantly we shared their grief. That they keep coming back as illegal immigrants to participate in the prosperity of a growing economy is a different matter. We understand that this new influx is of illegal migrants and not of refugees and will deal with it some day, when we have a strong political will.
But, are you sure that the ten million that stand at your gates are mere refugees? Are you certain you will be able to persuade them to go back? Or, will their home countries ever be back to civilised existence, where women and children of these refugees be safe again? When this happened to us, we helped the millions by fighting militarily in their country to drive out the tyrants and made their land liveable once again. Can you do that? Do you have it in you to be an Indira Gandhi? She won an entire country for its people and gave it back to them. And she did it hands-on, not by some remote bombing raids.
Do you see this picture of a 5 paisa postage stamp labelled "Refugee Relief"? The whole country of India, every single one of the 650 million poor people of this great country paid this cess gladly for months and months on every letter and postcard they sent to their loved ones. This was done out of a common concern for the burden that this country was carrying in looking after the Bangla Deshi refugees. We did not close our doors on them, but opened the doors of their own motherland so that they could go back and live again with dignity and self-respect.
No, Mr. Hollande and no, Madam Merkel! You are not an Indira Gandhi. You are now guided by bleeding heart liberals, the nano-sized civil society that has the megaphones, the political colleagues in your neighbourhood, who are competing with each other to prove that their tears roll down faster for the tyrannised and tormented than those of the aggrieved themselves. The self-proclaimed intelligentsia has captured the mindspace of entire nations. They think on our behalf, they are outraged on our behalf and they feel hurt, aggrieved and wronged on our behalf. They now control the news and they direct the discourse on television, in seminars and in human rights bodies and NGOs. Indeed, they have usurped the entire mechanism of governance, policing and policy. And, they have done it with no popular mandate, no elections won and no participation in wider debate. They have done it in the reassuring crony-comfort of TV studios and conference halls, without lifting a finger of their own. They produce and consume news, they speak and hear themselves and applaud. They verily revel in this incest of thoughts.
We have begun to see that in India, but have you?
Tuesday, 10 November 2015
हाय मेरा बिहार
सबसे पहले यहीं बनी थी प्रजातंत्र सरकार
प्रजातंत्र सरकार विश्व की पथप्रदर्शिका
संस्कृति की औ' मानवता की मार्गदर्शिका
यही बिहार का राज्य रहा जो विश्वगुरु कहलाता था
विक्रमशिला और नालंदा, ज्ञान से गहरा नाता था
जब किंतु वे नष्ट हुए, उबर नहीं पाया अबतक
क्लांतिहीन हो गया राज्य जो ज्ञानपुंज का था रक्षक
नये देश ने उत्साहित हो बागडोर सँभाली थी
जैसे ही इस अँधियारे में राह निकलने वाली थी
तभी डँस गया नाग विषैला फिर घेरा अँधियारे ने
सूखा ठूँठ बस बचा जहाँ फूलों की सुंदर डाली थी
छात्र हुए हैं दिशाहीन, शिक्षक कर्त्तव्य से स्खलित हुए
मात-पिता अति चिंतित हैं, संतान-व्यथा से गलित हुए
याद करो मागध, वैशाली और जनक के वैभवकाल
गंगा से सिंचित ये धरती क्यों होती रहती बेहाल
लूट-खसोट और धमकी-बलवे दिनचर्या में आम हुए
अपहरण, फिरौती, बेदख़ली और कितने क़त्लेआम हुए
भ्रमित-भयातुर जन पशुओं की भाँति दुबके बैठ रहे
जातिवाद, लालच, हथियार प्रजातंत्र के दाम हुए
भ्रष्टाचार, निष्कर्म, निरर्थक-शासन, कुछ ना होता है
बेबस, मूक नागरिक बस अपनी क़िस्मत को रोता है
भई किसान की भूमि सूखी जो वृष्टि ने आँखें फेरीं
हर ग़रीब और हर किसान क़र्ज़ों का बोझा ढोता है
बुद्ध, महावीर की धरती तनिक शांति को रोती है
माँ बच्चों की क़िस्मत पर ना जगती ना सोती है
रक्षक भक्षक बन बैठे, अपनी रोटी हैं सेंक रहे
जनता वहीं चिता से लगकर ख़ाली पेटों सोती है
Wednesday, 4 November 2015
टोपी-वापसी
एक दिन बंदरों को अपनी हालत सुधारने का मौक़ा मिल ही गया। एक टोपीवाला टोपियाँ बेचते-बेचते एक गाँव से दूसरे गाँव जा रहा था। उसने टोपियों से भरी टोकरी सिर पर उठा रखी थी। कंधे पर रोटी और गुड़ से भरी पोटली टँगी थी। रास्ते में टोपीवाले ने एक घना छायादार वृक्ष देखा तो सोचा क्यों न थोड़ा सुस्ता लूँ। ये वही बंदरों वाला पेड़ था। उधर जब बंदरों ने जब अर्से बाद एक आदमी को गुज़रते हुए देखा तो बड़े प्रसन्न हुए। जब टोपीवाले ने पेड़ के नीचे डेरा डाला तब तो बंदरों की बाँछें खिल गईं। पेड़ के नीचे बैठते ही थकान के कारण टोपीवाले की आँख लग गई।
बंदरों के सरदार ने आनन-फ़ानन में एक सभा बुलाई और फुसफुसाते हुए अपने साथियों से बोला - देखो, सालों से इस सुनसान जंगल में कोई नहीं आता। गाँववाले इधर का मुँह करते ही डरते हैं। अब इतने लंबे समय के बाद यह पथिक यहाँ आया है। चलो हम सब मिलकर इसकी इतनी सेवा करें कि हमारे आतिथ्य की चर्चा फैल जाये। गाँववाले फिर से इस रास्ते चलने लगेंगे और आते-जाते हम बंदों को दो-चार टुकड़े डाल दिया करेंगे। बंदर सरदार की बात सुनकर बड़े ख़ुश हुए। उन्हें सदा ऐसे मौक़े की तलाश रहती थी जिससे, उनकी पुरानी पहचान वापस मिल जाये, और खाने-पीने का कोई स्थाई इंतज़ाम हो जाये। अर्थात् पुरानी मुफ़्तख़ोरी की दुकान फिर से राशन बाँटने लगे।
लेकिन बंदर तो ठहरे आख़िर बंदर, चाहे वे साहित्यकार हों या वैज्ञानिक। उन्हें क्या पता मेहमान की आवभगत कैसे की जाती है। सबके सब नीचे उतरे और जैसे ही उनकी नज़र टोपीवाले की पोटली पर पड़ी, वे सारा संयम भूल गये और देखते ही देखते बेचारे टोपीवाले का सारा भोजन सफाचट कर गये। फिर उनकी नज़र टोपियों पर पड़ी। बंदरों ने एक-एक टोपी पहन ली और पेड़ की डालों पर जा बैठे। बंदरों की धमाचौकड़ी से टोपीवाले की नींद खुल गई।
आगे की कहानी आप जानते हैं कि कैसे एक बंदर की नक़ल करते-करते सारे बंदरों ने टोपियाँ वापस कर दीं। मेरा आपसे सिर्फ़ यह अनुरोध है कि हाल की पुरस्कार वापसी की घटनाओं से बंदरों की कहानी को न जोड़ें। बंदरों की भी भावनाएँ होती हैं।
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Tuesday, 3 November 2015
मनाओ दीपावली!
छोटा राजन ने अपने आपको गिरफ़्तार करने दिया, बड़ी मेहरबानी। छोटा राजन से मिलने इंडोनेशिया में अवस्थित भारतीय दूतावास के अधिकारी जेल गये। वही अधिकारी, जो दूतावास कार्यालय में सहायता के लिये गये भारतीय नागरिकों से सीधे मुँह बात तक नहीं करते, छोटा राजन से सींखचों के पीछे गुफ़्तगू करके आह्लादित हुए। घर आए तो पत्नी और बच्चों ने ऐसा स्वागत किया जैसे कि राजनयिक महोदय रणथंभोर का क़िला फ़तह करके आए हों।
"पापा, पापा, छोटा राजन ने कौन से रंग की टीशर्ट पहनी थी? टी वी पर तो पिंक लग रही थी, पर मैं सोच रही थी कि मरून होगी। आख़िर इतना मैचो आदमी पिंक क्यों पहनेगा भला?" बिटिया ने पूछा।
"और, पापा," राजनयिक का बेटा बोला, "छोटा राजन अंकल आपसे क्या बोले? यू मीन, उन्होंने आपसे डायरेक्ट बात की, फ़ेस टू फ़ेस? आप डरे तो नहीं, मेरे बहादुर पापा?"
तभी बच्चों की मम्मी बोल पड़ीं, "अरे नहीं बेटा, तुम्हारे पापा ऐसे छोटे-मोटे राजनों से डरने वाले थोड़े ही है! और सुनो जी, मोटे से याद आया, तुम्हें ऐसा नहीं लगा कि मिस्टर स्मॉल राजन ने थोड़ा वेट गेन कर लिया है? सुना है स्ट्रेस में ऐसा होता है।"
साहब बोले, "चलो, अब घर का खाना मिलेगा तो मिस्टर राजन की हेल्थ फिर सुधर जाएगी। वे बोल भी रहे थे कि ऑस्ट्रेलियाई बेस्वाद भोजन उन्हें बिलकुल सूट नहीं करता।"
बेटा झट से बोला, "हॉं मम्मी, छोटा राजन अंकल के लिये आर्थर रोड जेल में स्पेशल इंतज़ाम हो रहे हैं।"
मम्मी - तुझे कैसे पता?
बेटा - आज ही तो अर्नब अंकल बोल रहे थे, टी वी पर।
मम्मी अपने सपूत के जेनरल नॉलेज पर गर्व से फूल उठीं। पर बोलीं, "बेटा, तुम किसी को भी अंकल बोलने लगते हो। छोटा राजन जी की बात और है, पर ये अर्नब गोस्वामी कबसे तुम्हारा अंकल हो गया?"
फिर मैडम थोड़ा शर्माकर बोलीं, "सुनो जी, वो डिप्टी चीफ़ ऑफ़ मिशन की वाइफ़ मिसेज़ शर्मा बता रहीं थीं कि वो भी मिस्टर छोटा राजन से मिलकर आई हैं। तुम मुझे भी ले चलते तो कितना अच्छा रहता!"
साहब थोड़ा संकुचित हो गये और बोले, "दरअसल मुझे जल्दी में दफ़्तर से ही जेल जाना पड़ा। शर्मा जी तो घर जाकर कपड़े-वपड़े बदल कर गये, ऑकेज़न ही ऐसा था। तभी लग गई होंगी मिसेज़ शर्मा भी उनके साथ। अब तो कुछ हो भी नहीं सकता क्योंकि कल सुबह की फ्लाइट से ही छोटा राजन जी भारत जा रहे हैं।"
बेटा अपना सामान्य ज्ञान बधारते हुए बोला, "हॉं मम्मी, इंडिया से सी बी आई के बहुत सारे अंकल आए हैं राजन अंकल को रिसीव करने। सुना है कल उन लोगों ने बाली के किसी नाइट क्लब पर रेड भी डाली थी।"
मैडम बोलीं, "जाने दो, कोई बात नहीं। वैसे भी ये तो छोटा राजन था। लेकिन जब बड़ा राजन पकड़ा जाए तब याद रखना। सबसे पहले मैं जेल जाऊँगी।"
साहब ने बात गाँठ बाँध ली थी और फ़िर से चाय की चुस्कियाँ लेने लगे थे।
Wednesday, 21 October 2015
यह मुँह और मसूर की दाल?
श्रीमतीजी बोलीं - अब छोड़ो भी, तुम्हारी उमर हुई। अब यदि महीने में एक बार भी दाल नहीं खाओगे, तो प्रोटीन कैसे मिलेगी, सेहत कैसे रहेगी?
मैंने कहा - पर पूरी एक कटोरी? ज़रा सोचो, मैं पूरे महीने बैल की तरह खटकर पैसे कमाता हूँ, एक-एक पाई करके तुम बचाती हो। क्या इसी फ़िज़ूलख़र्ची के लिये? अरे एक कटोरी में तो एक महीने की प्रोटीन पूरा मुहल्ला खा सकता है।
वो बोलीं - चलो तुम एक चम्मच तो खा लो। बाक़ी मैं किटी-पार्टी में कैश की जगह डाल दूँगी। आजकल दाल और प्याज़ भी चलते हैं। ज़रा सोचो, अगर मेरी बारी आ गई और एकमुश्त सवा किलो दाल मिल गई तो हम क्या-क्या कर सकते हैं।
मेरी कल्पना उड़ानें भरने लगी - अगले हफ़्ते बॉस को डिनर पर बुला ही लूँगा। छौंक लगी अरहर दाल देखकर बॉस अपनी ख़ुशी संभाल पाएँ, इसके पहले ही एक पूरा कटा हुआ प्याज़ पेश कर डालूँगा। फ़िर तो मेरी इनक्रीमेंट पक्की। जी तो हुआ कि श्रीमती जी के हाथ चूम लूँ। क्या समझदारी और दूरंदेशी पाई है मेरी सहधर्मिणी ने। पर जैसे ही हाथ चूमने उठा कि खुली हुई खिड़की पर नज़र पड़ी।
बोल पड़ा - और ये खिड़की क्यों खोल रखी है? किसी ने मुखबिरी कर दी तो पता नहीं कब इनकम टैक्स का छापा पड़ जाये। उससे बड़ी मुसीबत तो तब होगी जब कोई पड़ोसन दाल ही माँगने आ जाये।
श्रीमती जी बोलीं - देखो जी, मैंने ये कैल्कुलेटेड रिस्क लिया है। कल मिसेज़ शर्मा ने दाल की कटोरी जानबूझकर कर खिड़की पर रख डाली थी। मेरे तो सीने पर साँप लोट गया। अरे हम भी कोई ऐरे-ग़ैरे थोड़े ही हैं? आज शरमाइन भी देख लें। अरे तुम्हें भी पूरी कटोरी थोड़े ही खानी है। बस चम्मच ज़रा ज़ोर से टनकार देना।
मेरी कल्पना अभी हवा से बातें कर ही रही थी। हाँ, तो बॉस के डिनर के बाद बची हुई दाल सहेज कर रख दूँगा। अब बॉस कोई सवा किलो दाल थोड़े ही डकारेंगे। कुछ बेचकर बेटे के कॉलेज की मोटी फ़ीस चुका दूँगा। बाक़ी से बेटी की शादी में बरातियों का स्वागत करूँगा, ज़रा धूम रहेगी।
पत्नी की बातों में मुझे मेरा और पूरे परिवार का भविष्य सुरक्षित नज़र आ रहा था। मानों जीवन बीमा की कोई अच्छी पॉलिसी हाथ लग गई हो। तंद्रा टूटी तो मैंने कहा - चलो, एक चम्मच मूँग दे ही डालो। फिर थोड़े काजू दे देना, उसी से पेट भर लूँगा।
फिर चलते-चलते मन ही मन सोचा - ज़रा देखो, अपनी श्रीमतीजी जिसे मैं घर की मुर्ग़ी दाल बराबर समझता था, आज बड़े-बड़े अर्थशास्त्रियों के कान काटती नज़र आ रही थी। आज मेरी धर्मपत्नी अरहर, मूँग और मसूर से भी ज़्यादा चमक रही थी। कितना भाग्यशाली हूँ मैं। तभी वो मुहावरा याद आ गया - यह मुँह और मसूर की दाल? दफ़्तर की बस आ गई थी और मैंने लपक कर हैंडल पकड़ लिया था।
Sunday, 18 October 2015
YOUR HONOUR!
Views of the lone dissenting judge (out of a bench of five) , Justice Chelameswar can be seen here:
http://www.newindianexpress.com/nation/NJAC-Verdict-Excerpts-of-Justice-Chelameswars-Opinion-Against-SC-Judgement/2015/10/19/article3087047.ece
'Indian democracy cannot be a tyranny of the unelected': Arun Jaitley's 'alternative view' on NJAC verdict:
Usurping Parliament’s power: Instead of aborting NJAC, Supreme Court should have given it a fair chance to succeed: Abhishek Manu Singhvi's views:
Friday, 16 October 2015
STOP THINKING FOR OTHERS
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
Coffee on the Highway, Part II
Tuesday, 15 September 2015
The design to keep the poor and the less privileged perpetually deprived in the name of privacy has reflections of the "land is your mother, just don't part with it" campaign of the well-heeled and the self-styled champions of the poor. Now, they have raised the issue of privacy in Aadhar enrolments. Aadhar is the largest ever registration of citizens in the history of mankind. All developed countries have done it. India is doing it now. But the elite, mostly leftist, columnists have an issue with it. It violates privacy! As if Google and Facebook didn't already know everything about you. And they are professing this to the poor and needy, who must necessarily enrol for a leak-proof, fool-proof biometric identification system with near ironclad security.
Is an average citizen, leave alone the starving poor, really worried about his retinal scan records being leaked to the CIA, to RAW or even to the ISI? Is giving out one’s residential address or the mobile number to the government a step towards enslavement? The government has it anyway in its different records. Does the biometric records of a citizen make him easier to conscript? What privacy are we talking about?
The government has been able to successfully plug the loopholes of Direct Benefit Transfer in transferring thousands of crores to nearly ten crore families. Aadhar identification, with its biometric security has been instrumental in enabling seventeen crore bank accounts of people, who had no other means to prove their credentials. The Aadhar identification has also enabled a one-rupee a month insurance for crores of poor and medical insurance for the masses at a mere ninety paisa a day.
It is surprising that this useful exercise of creating a national register is being stonewalled repeatedly by the judiciary. The elite thinkers have a big problem with this. They do not tire of telling the poor that their privacy is being invaded by the demon that is government. The same proponents of privacy and defenders of individual freedom have no qualms in getting fingerprinted for their passports and American visa. They will line up before a Western Embassy at midnight to be biometrically registered, an unavoidable requirement for their next flight to salvation. But the poor must resist biometric scanning even if they starve to death. After all with all the misery gone, the raison d'etre of the chatterati is in danger. No underdogs no NGOs, no Seminars and no international lecture circuits. It will be a sad day for them, when the poor are no more poor.
Friday, 21 August 2015
GOODBYE SHANTABAI
We love to look for new underdogs, so that we can "look after" them and feel good. This search for the underprivileged has reached ridiculous proportions. Each one of us, an NGO, a Mission, a Trust and now even the courts of law and various tribunals are in this game of finding their own underdog, which one can cuddle, hug and care for. Even the government departments and ministries such as those for labour welfare, environment, women and childcare have decided to jump on the band wagon. So, instead of governing, they too are looking for "victims" and the "persecuted" so that they can rescue them and feel good and worthy in their own eyes. In the same quest a labour welfare body of the government of India has decided to "protect" the domestic workers, the housemaids and manservants.
These are the new proposals to "protect" domestic help:
Minimum wages: Rs. 9000pm, higher for skilled ones, like cooks .. .. ..
Employer's Contribution to Social Security -
PF, Pension .. .. ..
Great emphasis on Welfare .. .. ..
Maid Unions and collective bargaining .. .. ..
Here are my options:
Robotic Vacuum cleaner: 20,000
Washing Machine: 15,000
Dryer: 20,000
Dish Washer: 30,000
A deep freezer: 20,000
A steam iron: 2000 - 15,000
Semi-cooked or pre-cooked food
More home delivery service
(Total: Rs. One lakh approx., one time)
Or,
Litigation, harassment by labour inspectors, filing of returns, intimidation by maid unions and NGOs.
My choice is clear.
But wait, who are the gainers in this socialist "protection" game - LG, Samsung, IFB, Hair, Philips, MTR, Kellogs, Domino's ... (Koreans, Germans, Chinese, Americans ... ..)
And who are the losers - The maids, who were earlier happy with four thousand Rupees, which paid for her children's school fees, books, milk and enabled some savings. The servant, who could send five thousand Rupees home to his destitute family in Chhotanagpur since all his personal expenses were paid for in kind by the employer - food, clothing, medicines, toiletries ...
They will now remain jobless because
some labour welfare department has decided to "protect" them!




