Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Education. Show all posts

Saturday, November 17, 2012

In search of identity.....




This blog is about Dini also known as Daisy, (human traffickers normally change the names of the victims as well as the identity which exists close to nothing), a 15 year old girl from Jharkhand who was trafficked to New Delhi for Domestic work by a Placement Agency on a false promise of working at a missionary institution. 

Incidents of this human trafficking case have been minutely described to share the process of interviews with the trafficked victim, traffickers, rescue planning, coordination and challenges faced while working with the police. 

DAY 1:
The team of rescuers after a bit of research with Dini's fathers help established contacts with Dini's employer. The house where Dini was working as a domestic worker was in Miya Wali Nagar, PaschimVihar, Delhi. 

On asking Mr. B, (Dini's employer) it was realised that she had run away from the house on 17 th of May. The owner claimed to have reported the girl missing to the closest police the day she ran away.

DAY 2:
The rescue team approached a Punjabi Bagh police station, informing them about the Placement agency.

The police staff was initially very apprehensive in sending a constable with the team to the placement agency for the mere reason that there was absolutely no complaint filed with the police in the matter of this case. They were constantly questioning as to how fist there could be a situation where the police hasn’t filed an FIR. They seemed to be quite amazed at the bizarre prospects of a police station not lodging an FIR. They seemed to believe that this case was the “head ache” of the Ranchi Police and that they had no authority to deal with the case. But after a lot of persuasion, they finally agreed to send a constable along and by default sent the head constable along.

On reaching the area, the first impression one gets wouldn’t in any ones wildest dreams suggest that there could have been such an agency being run there. In a crowded street, above a sweet shop after climbing a narrow stairway, we reached the Placement Agency. On entering the room we met Misha the Placement Agency owner. After a short round of questioning the Misha about Dini all the people inside the room were called out.

About 4/5 minor girls walked out from behind the curtains and were asked their names as well as that of their fathers. A lot of the girls were afraid to respond but eventually answered. It was revealed that all the girls were from Jharkhand. There was a boy there who claimed to be the brother of one of the girls but again when questioned was trying to divert it by saying that his sister had already mentioned all the details.The owner as well as the girls claimed that the girls were all going back to the village. But there isn’t any confirmation of that fact.

Since the team was more concerned with rescuing Mr. P's daughter, Dini, they got back t questioning Misha about her. She produced forms in which all the information about he girl was written. It included her name, age, current address and other such information. From the face of it, the agency seemed to be very well organised.

Following the information given in the form, we went to the mentioned address which was a house in Janak Puri, Delhi. Once there the lady, more worried about the consequence she will face, didn’t want to hand over the child or so much so as let us in till it was assured to her that it will be given to her in written that the girl has been handed over and that she was to face no trouble related to this case. She immediately brought out the form in which it read that the girl was 18 yrs of age. Once she realised that it wasn’t her who we wanted to deal with, we were allowed to enter the house and a girl was brought out.

Once the formalities of the written statements and handing over were completed, the girl and the father were both taken back to a safe place.

 DAY 3:

Flashback: 

We visited a Church, where Mr. P and his daughter Dini were residing. We first spoke to Dini as her father was not present at that very moment. The girl was asked few questions to get a clearer picture as to why was to that she actually ran away. She claimed that her friend, Loveleen’s bhabi, Salomi was the one who had informed Misha (the agency owner/human trafficker) about the girls and was told that the two- Dini and Loveleen want to go to Delhi to work. It was Misha who had come to take the girls to Delhi and stayed with the girls at her sister’s house. They reached Delhi on the 12th and by the 13th Dini, from here on was referred to as Daisy, was placed in a house in Miya Wali, Paschim Vihar.

She worked there till the 17th after which she escaped. Her schedule there required her to wake up by 5 am and work till 9 pm. She did mention that she was scolded at times. On the 17th she escaped and walked back to Punjabi Bagh on her own. She didn’t once stop for directions, and had observed the way when she was taken to work and knew it to the T.

Once she reached the Agency she told “Nandu”, Misha’s husband and the co-owner of the agency, that she wanted to go back home but instead he sent her to work in Janak Puri.

Dini's decision to come to Delhi was fueled mainly because she was persuaded by both Misha and Salomi. 

Dini is well versed in English and writes the language beautifully, she was a studying the the 10th grade when trafficked, She is very fond of writing and reading and wants to study further. She is now back in Jharkhand and is happily continuing with her education.

It has to be noted that in this kind of a service sector (placement agencies) there is an immense scope for Human trafficking to thrive. Many of these young girls end up working in forced labour situations where they work without wages and sometimes are also subjected to physical and sexual harassment. Till now, there is no Central Legislation governing the regulation of domestic placement agencies which protects these domestic workers.

Picture Courtesy: Facebook: Anonymous ART of Revolution's photo

Sunday, October 28, 2012

You're a Thief ! - Part Two

This is an account of spending another day at the Observation Home for girls with Reshma. She herself starts telling me that she is very adamant about a lot of things. Like not wanting to go back home until her parents accept to come to visit her at the next hearing. She is happy and quite excited while she tells me about her experiences at home with her closed ones such as her mother and father. Her mother seems to be ignorant and quiet, as Reshma’s attitude with her mother at home describes. Her father seems to put pressure on her for not going out with her brother who asks her to steal things.


I further asked her about her activities at home which mainly focused on her daily routine. She tells me that she could go anywhere without any apprehensions at home. I asked her about her likes and dislikes. So, she happily tells me that she once saw a dream that she’s at a place where it is snowing heavily and is really cold but beautiful! She told her father the next day about it and he tells her that soon he’ll take her there. This happened when she was very young, maybe, 4-5 years old. But she doesn’t tell me where she went exactly. She visited Bulandshar with her brother Riyaz when she was quite young. When asked about how did he travel without having any money in hand. She says that he borrows money from friends for all his travels. While all this happened with her, she says that her mother has been unaware of her brother taking her along with him to various places.

She also shares about not getting a hair shampoo from the authorities to wash her hair and requests if I would be able to get one for her the next time I come to see her. I did not promise her instead told her that I’ll try, as counsellors were not supposed to give gifts or food to children in the observation home.

While leaving, I gave her an exercise to remember – it was to memorize the weekdays by writing them on a piece of paper. I did this intentionally because she kept telling me that she doesn’t feel like studying. But she readily agreed to learn the lesson and talk about it the next time I visited her. She asked me if she’ll get to go home soon and if she doesn’t.... she doesn’t care about what would happen! I asked her to again try and think about staying at the home or a hostel (to involve her positively) and she could inculcate some creative hobbies for sometime, just in case her parents do not accept her.

As I bid her goodbye she asked me if I could visit her more often.....I smiled back at her and gave her a hug.

Photo Courtesy: 'Vivid' by vmbui

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The NGO Diary -Memories of Nagaland!



Picture Courtesy: Karuna

I was in Nagaland in 2010 with my colleagues Keya and Sanjai ji from HRLN. It was one of the best trips I've made through my work travels towards the North East of India. Nagaland is a state in the far north-eastern part of India. It borders the state of Assam to the west, Arunachal Pradesh and part of Assam to the north, Myanmar to the east and Manipur to the south. The state capital is Kohima, and the largest city is Dimapur.




After successfully conducting our training on the first day we headed off to see the local market in Dimapur. To my surprise it had everything on sale on this earth. :)

Right from a baby owl to silk worms, dog puppies, fish, prawns, pork, beef, exotic birds to being more vegan - exotic vegetables to the world famous 'raja' chillies!



Picture Courtesy: Karuna
In the picture: Sanjai Sharma and Keya Advani

My best trip ever and more to come.....

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

When toilets and a sparkling sip of water can save 2 million lives...

According to the recent UNDP Human Development Report, "Ninety per cent of the world's population lives in countries that share their water resources with other nations. India and Pakistan have been sharing Indus waters for half-a-century through the Permanent Indus Water Commission. India is ranked 126 in the Human Development Index out of 177 countries and on the Human Poverty Index it ranks No.55 among the other 122 countries. The report says that, there is more work to be accomplished to bring an equitable distribution of water and sanitation among the haves and the have-nots.

Why is it so difficult to get clean and safe drinking water? When the economy spends exorbitant prices on the defence systems. Yes it is a neccesity but when the development components such as Water, Electricity, Education, Food and a Shelter to live in become scarse! it is essential to distribute the resources and the per capita income evenly.

2 Million children die every year due to the growing water and sanitation crisis. In the recent national newspaper the headlines said that 'Water in Delhi flowing from the Yamuna is Cancerous'. Now how can we take no notice of that! And still be happy with the 'Reverse Osmosis' treated water that we drink daily.

I wish there will be solutions to save those 2 Million Children and the rest of the surving population. 'I AM ONE OF THEM'....