EMPOWERMENT OF HUMAN RIGHTS TO GIRLS OF THE WORLD.

11th October 2012 was declared and inaugurated as International Day of Girls by the United General Assembly and is being celebrated with great fervour to instil confidence and empower the Girls of the world with education and skills of employment .

The situation as on today we need to know and contribute our mite to improve the prospects of girls power to an independent respectable lives.

A / 98 million girls drop out of secondary schools.

B/ About 12 million girls are married before the age of 18 every year.

C/ Approximately 6,500 to 7000 adolescent girls (aged 15 to 24) get infected with HIV every week.

Hence looking at the above statistics available, suggests the grave situation, and needs concrete steps to   arrest the rot and improvise on continuous basis till the problem is completely eradicated.

According to the United Nations the day “ aims to highlight and address the needs and challenges the girls face while promoting girls’ empowerment and fulfillment of their human rights.”

Global Girls Alliance

Yesterday on International Day of the Girl, Michelle Obama said “ I’m proud to announce the Obama Foundation’s launch of the Global Girls Alliance, an effort to empower adolescent girls around the world through education, so that they can support their families, communities, and countries.

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 Michille  Obama with Girls of the world

When adolescent girls around the world are educated, amazing things start to happen. Poverty goes down, economies grow, families get stronger, babies are born healthier, and the world, by all accounts, gets better. But progress doesn’t happen overnight.

That is why the Obama Foundation’s Global Girls Alliance program is teaming up with GoFundMe to encourage people around the world to take action in support of girls education. We are providing a platform for grassroots leaders to seek funding for projects that can break down the physical, cultural, and financial walls that keep adolescent girls from getting an education and fulfilling their potential.”

A skilled Girl Force , one more Independant Organization,

is working hard to bring together partners and stakeholders together to absolve most pressing needs to train the girls for right skills to take up gainful employment .

This is stupendous task as 600 million adolescent girls will walk into the world’s workforce in the next 10 years. With 90% of those from the developing countries ,where low pay ,exploitation and human trafficking are some of the other challenges to be addressed to simultaneously.

The Govt Of India under illustrous PM Mr Nrender Modi has ,for instance ,started an ambitious campaign “Beti Bachao Beti Padav” a few years back to empower girls with education and safe environment to be economically independent and thus leading progressive lives to build a prosperous strong nation.

Girls are moving neck to neck to men in almost all walks of life to alleviate the poverty of the masses.

It is worth mentioning here that India as Country has been fighting the menace of conservative coercive social dogmatic male dominated society to enforce girls and boys both for free education through different Government Schemes since Independence itself resulting in the upliftment of vast educated women work force in all sections of society.

It is better to quote our great leader ISTPrime Minister Pt Jawahar Lal Nehru , who revered women power as essential to propel the society and Nation to great  heights.

Pt Nehru said ” the condition of Nation can be explained by looking at the status of women /girl.”

Conclusions

Every individual across the world can make a difference by associating one way or the other to embolden the spirit of Girls’ power to make a better beautiful world.

Some of the following actions could be thought of.

  1. With Social media on the upsurge one can easilyassociate with accounts of Girls saving organisations .

One prominent organization is Global Fund For Women    ,an organization investing in resources in women oriented movements. One can contribute monetarily or otherwise to work in different schemes for educatingskill improvement of Girls.

  1. .Relate the amazing great stories of your family women members to the next generation to induce and motivate them n for doing better in theirlives. . Quote their bright achievements as examples to excel. Grandmothers stories can be great tranquilisers.
  2. Yank out your old albums and frame some outstanding photos of your illustrious forefathers to apprise your girls boys of their valour stories.
  3. Be a philontropist.

Always be sporty to donate a small sum for the welfare of Girls and women organizations of world repute. Your small mite may contribute to the fortunes of many.

  1. Make a resolution to fight for the safety of Girls and women from sexual beasts. Rape is a great menace in the society of the world ,why not to address it seriously through by highlighting the causes at the national international forums.

According to the recent research from the university of Essex ,the more you nag your daughter the more successful she  will be in her life.

The nagging from primary parents, Father or Mother only can be more effective to achieve successful results .Expressing high expectations leads to more successful careers.

So be a positive Parent.

 

 

 

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MY FORSAKEN LOVE

There is no one left to love me

anymore

my mum my dad went long back

ashore

Into the realms of times.

No one

to admire abhore

No one

to surprise surmount

No one

to surpass surmise

Lonely   I

drift around in the

alleys nooks corners

walk through the bushes

Into deep woods

Pass by the tall deodars

amongst the fragrance of

Daffodils, rambling roses, dewy dandelions

to

Seek my forsaken

love

Lonely I

drift around the placid brooks

With

a number of rooks

Perched

On the dense shrubs

Surrounding the rivulets .

Listening to the

Coo

of

cuckoo wren lark

lonely I

 drift around on and on

the crumpled leaves marshy verdure

watching the Nature’s magnificient

treasure

dark clouds looming overhead

the evening slipping into night

presenting a bewitching sight

lonely I

drift around to

Seek my forsaken

love.

LIFE AND LOVE

Life and love cannot live without

Companion

beautiful and bouncing

brave and benevolent

     to

wring out sizzling music like

 harmonium.

Soothing and sinewing

together

heart and soul

deep into blissful recesses

blowing

over the fierce storm

engulfing

everything comfortable and

warm

life and love cannot live without

companion

churlish and charming

soft and sugary

 but

hard and hefty

pulling

the ship full of

struggles and strife

to the moorings

   of

bountiful life

Life and love cannot live without

Campanion.

Dear and darling

Pure and pious

Sweet and sour

   but

definitely not the

   Tower

    Of babel.

THE PARADISE LOST

The turquoise shimmering waters ,snow capped mountains ,dense forests and glorious flora and fauna of Kashmir –– the Paradise lost to Kashmiri Pandits, who were victims of ethnic cleansing from the valley by the Pakistani terrorists aided and abetted by pro Pakistani elements within the valley ,killing more than thousand of innocent Pandits way back in Dec 1989 and early 1990.

The phenomenon is repugnant of grave atrocities inflicting gruesome violence upon the women, thereby bruising and hurting the pride of the community .

The Kashmiri Pandits were left with no option than to flee the valley to become refugees in their own country.

In Jammu ,the Pandits were not welcome .

The locals feared that being upright and intelligent community ,they would usurp the jobs especially government ones of the locals.

When some migrant medical students ,numbering around85 , were re-admitted in the Jammu Medical college ,the locals grouped together and went on a flash strike supported by BJP. The strike lasted for two weeks.

The BJP local leaders declared that Kashmiri Pandits could live in Jammu as “Guests” only and issued a warning to the then Union Home Minister Mufti Sayeed and the Governor Mr G.C Saxena against the further influx of Kashmiri Pandits into Jammu.

Majority of Kashmiri pandits eventually settled in all Indian states .

However Maharashtra ,Karnataka were two states to welcome Kashmiri pandits offering admissions in professional colleges and with basic facilities for resettlement.

Delhi and other adjoining states followed the suite to receive and provide means to settle Pandits in large numbers.

 

Now after nearly 30 years of wilderness ,majority of  Pandits believe that their birthland ,Kashmir, a paradise , is lost for ever.

 

The National Political Parties are playing blame game and not paying any heed to the question of rehabilitation of Pandits in the valley.

The Parties like National Conference and PDP are in doldrums for their vacillating policy on the Kashmir impasse.

The move to boycott the Urban and Panchayat polls by both PDP and National Conference is defeat for both ,the centre and the main regional parties ,as the ultimate goal lies in fostering better relationship between Srinagar and New Delhi.

In absence of the main leaders ,Omar Abdullah and Mehbooba Mufti ,the centre hopes that new leaders may emerge from the grass roots to challenge the hegemony of these leaders.

A large number of Kashmiri Pandits in sheer desperation ,bitterness , and harbouring a feeling of being left out by the Congress in the hour of distress, inched towards BJP.

Reposing faith in the rheotrics of Prime Minister Narender Modi who addressed  a rally in Samba in December 2014,pledging to the settlement of Pandits in the valley.

 

There afterwards  Prime Minister Narender Modiji and his entourage Mr Amit Shah

maintained a stoic silence on the issue todate.

 

Consequently Pandits feel cheated and have no recourse to give vent to their feelings.

By now it must be clear  to all  that going back on the promises pledges made  as hardly surprising.

The Pandits do not count a vote bank for any Political Party as such. The number is so minuscule to attract any attention.

 The question of rehabilitation was an easy trap to wean away Pandits from the strong fold of Congress.

It is foregone conclusion that BJP is going to use the same rhetoric for Pandits in the 2019 elections. as well.

The exodus Pandit Card is being used by the Central Govt to browbeat Pakistan in International forums like UN ,SAARC, Etc. and nothing else.

Conclusion;

 Pandit’s Dilemma

Much water has flown under the seven Jhelum bridges since 1989/90.

Apparently under the prevailing circumtances the situation is not conducive for the Pandits to go back to the valley.

All of us know that the situation is worse than what was in 1990.

The youth of Kashmir being radicalized by the masterminds of terrorism in Pakistan is posing a grave threat to the peace in the valley. The policy of repression followed by the Govt of India may have added more fuel to the rise of violence and need concrete  strategy to douse the fire of vengeance.

The lives of even reticent peace loving Kashmiri Muslim are  miserable who  otherwise are eager to seek peace and tranquility . They need to muster courage to stand up against the militants and help the Central authorities to thwart the   acts of violence.

 

Due to lack of definite policy,strategy The militants across the border have been killing both Army and the J&K police personnel in large numbers every day.

The recent gruesome killing of Policemen, Nissar Ahmad, and SPOs Firdous Ahmad, and Kulwant singh in Batagund and adjoining areas of Shopian

has shaken the 1.2 lakh strong contingent of Jammu and Kashmir police force, with six SPOs announcing their resignations on social media.

The abrogation of Article 370 may prompt Kashmiri Pandits to move to the valley for good.

But who has the courage and determination to do it.

The BJP, being in opposition hollered from the roof tops for doing away with the Article 370 ,but now in power for more than 4 years lacks the lion’s courage to implement it.

The muscular military policy persuaded by the Centre has yielded no positive results so far .

 

The truth stands only reconciliation on give and take basis between New Delhi and Srinagar can cement the relations permanently.

The wait for permanent settlement of Kashmiri Pandits seems long one, as very few acknowledge the pain suffered by them.

 

MY STORY Life of Challenges Part 2 (Continued from Part 1.)

Ashrams_on_the_banks_of_Ganges_Rishikesh

The beautiful Holy Town of Rishikesh.

At Haridwar I understood only state buses were plying between Haridwar and Rishikesh.

Without wasting further time I boarded an ill maintained rickety ,weather worn out bus for Rishikesh.  The bus was full but could found a seat, crumpled ,worn out in the corners , to sit and relax .

I ventured to ask the conductor who was checking the ticket “ hello sirji in how much time we will reach Rishikesh ?. I need to get down near Glass Factory. Will you let me know please?.”

“ we will reach Rishikesh in thirty minutes. I will help you to get down at Glass Factory. It is en-route to the town. No problem” the conductor answered with a smile.

 

Haridwar is city of God ,the gateway to Lord Shiva and Lord Vishnu.

The Holy Ganges river flows through the city .

It is said Sage Bharthari came to Haridwar in early Eightees and meditated on the banks of the Ganges .

Soon after his death his pupils including his brother constructed a big Ghat which later came to be known as Har Ki Pauri.

The pilgrims in thousands throng this Ghat every day to offer prayers and meditate on the ghats surrounding the Har Ki Pauri giving a serene spiritual panoramic view ,a real treat to the eyes.

The bus zoomed on the dingy narrow zig – zag alleys ,lanes.   The jolts jerks did not allow me to relax any way.

After nearly fifteen minutes the bus halted and the conductor hollered “ glass Factory stop. Get down please.”

I gathered my things and got down thanking the conductor very much.

A t the gate of the Glass Factory I asked for Mr Thadani.

The security guard , a puny sized man went inside and returned in short time ,picking up my belongings and ushered me into the office of Mr Thadani.

“kindly wait here ,Sahib will come soon”. The security man said shutting the door upon me.

I was frazzled and slumped into a chair.

After a while a short statured pleasant looking man opened the door and said “ Mr Kaul morning I am Sood ,Administrative officer. You seem to be tired.” extending his hand for a hand shake.

we shook hands warmingly and I thanked him for knowing about my arrival.

 

“ A great relief Sood Sahib to see you moreover your pleasant smile. Yes I am tired.”

I said smiling .

Mr Sood laughed heartily.

“ Mr Thadani spoke to me about you on telephone. He will be coming in half an hour. He lives in Dehradun and has to drive down the hilly road. “ He concluded politely.

A boy with a tray of two cups of tea and a plate of cookies walked in and kept the same on the nearby table leaving without uttering a word.

“ help yourself to tea kaul sahib, please.” Mr sood said while picking the other cup for himself.

“ Thanks I needed something to warm up. Tea is fine “ I said sipping the tea from the cup  having a nimble on the crunchy cookies.

Suddenly the door opened ajar and an elderly tall bespectacled man entered saying “Hello Mr Kaul , Thadani here ,how was the journey .pleased to see you finally.”

Pointing to Mr Sood Thadani continued “ I will discuss with Mr kaul and take him for a Factory visit . You talk to IDPL Guest house for his accommodation on our company quota.”

“ yes sir I will do that” replied Mr sood and walked out slamming the door after him.

After exchanging pleasantries Thadani spoke of the difficulties in running the operation profitably.

He was candid enough to admit that things were bad.

And need to put systems in place and set the things in order with my assistance.

“ I will take you for a factory round and you can have graphic picture of problems and I would like you to present me with plan proposal to improve the working systems so that we pack good saleable production.” He said anxiously.

“ Will do my best . “ I replied briefly.

“ Yes one more thing you can call me Thadani ,no formalities as such.” He walked out of office and we went for a round of the production hall., machine end followed by cold end operations.

The cold end operations were awful. The continuous production on the conveyers was uncontrollable and falling off to the floor in large heaps.

“This is biggest problem and we are unable to cope up with the size of the production . “ he bemoaned.

“ I want you to address to this problem first. “ He said anxiously..

“ Yes I understand . we will set it right. “ Ireplied confidently.

“Really” He beamed.

“ Yes why not ? “ I said cooly.

I went to the Lehr end and picked up a few bottles . The quality of bottles was bad ,very bad. Production were not rectifying defects. Because of inadequate packing and inspection at the cold end. Right decision  by the production Engineer. Since cold end operations were in jeopardy he could hardly afford to spoil costly mould sets.

I realised the enormity of problem and the urgent need to arrest it as soon as possible.

I drew up my plan in Mr Thadani’s office and discussed at length the steps to be taken in with him . He was desperate to do anything everything to see good production on the floor to be despatched to restore confidence of primary customer IDPL(Indian drugs and pharmaceuticals limited).

We were supposed to give 7.5 ml 10 ml and 15 ml glass vials about 200,000 nos every day.

I pleaded with Mr Thadani to give me 20 days to train inspectors and take other quality measures to pack 2 lakh good quality bottles per day ,which was roughly 80% of the total production.

I spoke to M.D Mr Agarwal on phone highlighting the problems at hand, there by assuring him the problems are being addressed to and could be set right within stipulated time of about 20days..

I further told him that Mr Thadani had given all necessary inputs for meeting the challenge.

I formed a team of two supervisors   and three senior inspectors to conduct training of time and speed control of the production on cold end on the running conveyers technically called glass Lehrs.

We put initially eight inspectors on each Lehr in each shift to handle the inspection for sorting of glass defects .

After 6days I reduced two inspectors on each Lehr for the inspection job.

The training session was carried round the clock in all three shifts.

I requested the Maintenance Engineer Mr Rao to make Inspection boxes with glass and lighting  facilities to tone up the  speed and time of inspecting the 100 percent bottles.

He was kind enough to fix the inspection boxes on the Lehrs  speedily.

After around 8 days of intense training , the inspectors handled full production of three Lehrs of three shifts .

After achieving the break through I requested Production engineer , Mr RK Gupta JI, a very efficient affable young man to change the moulds blanks etc on the machines so that we could pack good production for onward despatches to the customers.

He was too good to cooperate and made the required changes rapidly.

All worn out damaged equipments were weeded out .

I put one inspector in each shift on machine end(hot end) to find defects and get them rectified before feeding into the cold end Lehrs so that defectives are controlled at hot end itself.

With effective coordination of all concerned we could pack 200,000 good quality production exactly after 16 days .

Soon after I formed a statistical quality team under one qualified good supervisor Mr Mathur.. The team was trained to divide day’s production in adequate lots for statistical final inspection.

The lots were drawn as per international plans M, N, P etc.

Thus we ensured AOQL (accepted out quality levels) as major defects 0.5 and minor 1.5 .

 

Mr Thadani was perhaps happiest man to see the company   heading for a good fortune after nearly a year of its starting date.

“ Thank you Kaul . what I could not do ,you did it .” Thadani said calmly to me.

“ sir it is my duty and due to your cooperation and of all concerned ,we are successful” I replied humbly.

Needless to say I was requested by Mr Thadani to stay permanently in RISHIKESH.

 

RISHIKESH is a beautiful town with the Holy Ganges   flowing in the midst of it.

Rishikesh is gateway for pilgrimage to the four holy places in India known as “Char Dham”, The pilgrims throng to this place for its   bewitching picturesque mountainscape , tumbling streams, waterfalls. thus presenting a panoramic view.

The beauty of the town enthralled me and I made up my mind to accept Mr Thadani’s offer.

Interestingly I worked in the glass factory of Rishikesh for ten long years before moving to one more great company in Delhi.

By then The company expanded its production capacity by installing three more MCs and were manufacturing quality products ranging from the sizes of 7.5 ml vials to 750 ml liquor bottles.

Life is a challenge at every step ,the timely decisions right expertise ,sincerity and determination leads any one to the door of success and satisfaction of accomplishments.

 

 

P.S       on great demand of my readers and blog followers I wrote the part 2 of MY STORY.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY STORY Journey Of challenges:

 

We live to die. A fact one cannot deny or decry.

Life moves on ineluctably thus cannot be arrested or released at will. Life is a journey of strife beset with challenges every now and then.

you need to cross over the boulders , overcome the hurdles and make it smoother by actions ,right ones, correct decisions ,and right attitude . Once faced boldly it becomes harbinger of happiness and prosperity.

A concerted effort making things to happen the way you would love to see your life moving with pleasure than pain.

Way back in early 1970’s I happened to work as Quality assurance Manager in a Glass company in Pimpri Pune .

One fine morning our M.D. Mr Agarwal called me in his office ,and after making me to sit comfortably, said softly

“ Kaul being my best man I need your help to straighten things in our glass plant at Rishikesh .”

After a pause for a second he continued “we are not getting good production there both quantity as well as quality .

Due to bad quality the consignments get rejected. With your expertise and experience I want you to proceed to Rishikesh immediately to set the things right.”

“ there is my Manager Mr Thadani he will give you all assistance .” He said with an air of finality.

“ I have some questions sir ” I said a bit nervously.

“Yes tell me” Mr Agarwal said firmly.

“Sir I have heard Mr Thadani is not a good man. Will he cooperate with me.” I asked timidly.

 

“He is my Manager .I have directed him to listen to you and your expertise.” He retorted angrily. “You will report to me directly and send me production quality reports daily through telegrams . I am giving you a letter and give it to Thadani. Do not worry. I trust you and God will guide you .”

“Meet Kane , Plant Manager in his office, he will do the needful for your travel etc” He concluded the meeting affectionately reassuring me about his support to me.

In a huff I went straight to see my friend Tapkir , Mould Manager and we discussed at length the pros and cons of my conversation with M.D MR Agarwal.

“ you cannot do much than to proceed quietly. It may open new vistas for your future. Who knows.” Mr Tapkir said confidently.

So mentally prepared I decided to move to Rishikesh .

On 16th july 1974 Pune looked gorgeous with drizzling all along and the green verdure on the hills surrounding the city, was really a delight to watch. I developed a strange close association with this beautiful city .Ipromised with myself if God wishes I would like to come again to reside in this city of love and compassion.

I boarded a Taxi for Mumbai with other three passengers from Taxi stand and we zoomed on in the wet rainy weather. The downpour was incessant since last night and the sky overcast with dark clouds. The Sun was seen nowhere .

The taxi driver was tall burly sikh , very affable but talkative. He was casting furtive glances intermittently, talking consistently .one of my fellow passenger warned him to drive carefully in this inclement weather.” Hello sardarji drive carefully as the roads are slippery” he said sounding scared and anxious.

“ no worry sir keep cool .” the sikh driver retorted back.

He drove off without caring a hoot for the aggrieved passenger.

The rains were profusely pouring and pouring ,the hill tops covered with green carpets exhibiting a bewitching spectacle all around. There were a number of waterfalls gushing water into deep ravines down.

No sooner we crossed the plains and moved into Ghat area the driver took a sharp turn to negotiate the bend ,lost control of the stirring wheels and inched down the ravine close by . The door flung open I somersaulted out on to the green patch some two three feet down from the highway.

I watched the taxi going down the ravine into the gorge deeper in a great awe.

As providence would have it I escaped unhurt not even a bruise anywhere.

The crowd came in twos threes ,helped me to safety on   the main road . one of them offered me water,the other a cup of tea, and said “ Thank God you are safe. Do you want to go to Mumbai.”

“ Yes I have to go to Mumbai to catch a train for Rishikesh”

I replied gasping for breath.

 

“My suitcase with clothes , bag etc gone . The ticket for onward journey was in my upper pocket ,lost somewhere ” I replied in a state of delirium.

I rummaged into my inner small pocket of my Pantaloon and found my money safe. “God is great” I murmurred to myself.

The good men arranged a lift for me to Mumbai in a private car and I reached safely Mumbai.

“ will you sir drop me near Railway station so that I could board the onward train.” I pleaded to the car owner.

“yes no problem. You also buy some new shirt as the one you are wearing is torn and dirty .” He said nonchalantly.

 

I went to the railway Manager explained the predicament I was in and he managed to issue me ticket to Hardwar , the nearest station to Rishikesh.

I boarded the Train finally for onward journey to my destination.

I had nightmares about the horrible accident ,woke up twice during the night ,crying. The other passengers looking surprised.

I closed my eyes determined to empty my mind of everything and went into a deep slumber at last.

Next morning the train chugged on to the Hardwar Railway station and I thanked God to be alive to live up to the expectations of my M.D Mr Agarwal.

Interestingly later on after a month or so  to my  surprise I received  an envelop containing letter from the Taxi driver  followed by M.O for Rs  65 / towards the  encashment of my ticket he managed to collect from the accident scene.

His  exemplary sincerity and honesty stunned me  but also felt proud to see India living  and thriving on due to the good deeds of  such noble unknown souls.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE CROWS ON THE SEA

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The  Crows on the  Kapaleeshwrar sea

 

The Crows not in twos or threes

but in scores

bustling   hustling     over

the limitless blues

of Kapleeshwrar seas.

       mingling

 with the myriad hues

  Of waves rising falling

 With

  every strong gale

    Lapping up the pungent shore

      The crows crying spontaneously

  Caw Caw  Caw

Flying low overhead people

ambling on the beach

in a flash of fright everyone

stoops down with

screech

And the crows speedily slantingly

move

over the mesmerizing blues.

Leaving everybody in bewilderment.

The crows crying simultaneously

Caw Caw Caw

bustling hustling around

Some

walking playfully in a stately gait

     while others

Swooping on theShored dustbin feast

        for a sumptuous treat.

The crows bustling hustling

crying

Caw Caw   Caw

Caressing

The tidal waves

vanishing in placid

muse

over deep distant

blues.