DIRTY PICTURE OF DELHI

                                                           National capital of India famous for food, architecture and politics is also famous for not being clean. Jasvinder Singh has been living in Delhi since 1987. He loves Delhi but the biggest thing that concerns him is People living in Delhi do not respect this city. Jasvinder is a Taxi driver at The Park Hotel and everyday he encounters people spitting or urinating on road.
Claire was born in Delhi. This is her first visit to the city as an adult after her parents moved to the US. Claire says Delhi is a beautiful city but not a very clean one. Seeing piles of garbage flooding the roads is not a very pleasant site.

                         Spitting on road might raise eyebrows, elsewhere, but not in Delhi. Whether educated or illiterate spitting paan is a common trend among residents of Delhi and almost every pavement can be seen with paan stains everywhere in Delhi.
We can see people urinating by the side of walls and bus-stands every now and then. It is also very inconvenient for the girls and women who confront these sightings every day. 
.People clean their houses but make their city dirty by throwing piles of garbage on roadside. Seeing stray dogs and cows chomping on these piles is an assault on the senses. We claim to be cleanest but when it comes to cleanliness of public places why do we forget our civic senses
Government started many drives like ‘Clean Delhi Green Delhi’. But all the efforts are going in vain without full support and cooperation of public. During preparation times of Common wealth games government of Delhi strictly warned the residents not to spit in public or urinate for the sake of Games but all the good manners ‘if there were any’ left along with athletes.
Mahatma Gandhi said ‘Cleanliness is Godliness’. He not only meant physical cleanliness but also the cleanliness of the surroundings where you live. Delhi is our home and it’s our duty to keep it clean. All of us have to do just our own bit.

Ethics in today's world!!!!!

Social Media Explained

Clash of the titans- ethics and the media

 In a world where journalists are taught ‘man bites dog’ is news, let’s take a minute to assess the conflicting values that constitute the black box of media ethics. Media ethics provide a process by which individual mistakes and excesses are best avoided without jeopardizing the ultimate objective of the fourth estate- to provide a healthy check on centre of power and maintain a free and enlightened society.
The importance and relevance of ethics in media stems from the fact that the common man places his trust in media for providing information, education and entertainment. He gets deeply and intimately affected by the media’s portrayals of events. His opinion on major issues is perception of peace, harmony and development or is action in leading a crusade for justice and deliverance are all molded to a large extent by the media. The freedom of the press is said to be inseparable from reasonable precincts are necessary to preserve this freedom from degenerating into a license to print and publish anything without restraint.
Ethical foundation is what gives media the strength and stature for a societal role. Where credibility is the principle criterion, as in the case of mass media, ethical practice and norms distinguish the rights from the wrongs. To be able to objectively analyze the issue, one has to appreciate the disparate nature of goals media is faced with. Ethical dilemmas emerge when goals conflict. The foundation stone of media that is ‘Truth’ itself may conflict with many other socially desirable values.
It’s time that the media should be recognized and accepted for what it is, nothing less and definitely nothing more. However sooner or later the public will grow out of such hype and sensation and in the long run the society will see through the news and content that result in some true value addition. Till then self censorship both on the part of the media and the audience will get us through the doldrums of the shifting paradigms of ethics.

CAPITAL OF CRIME

                                                    CAPITAL OF CRIME

In this city a women is raped every 18 hours and is molested every 14 hours. This is National Capital of India- Delhi, first city of India is now first city of crime. Delhi has completed its hundred years of being capital of India, but is this what we are expecting from our favorite city?
While traveling by foot, you are being molested; in DTC buses, you are being eve teased; in metro trains, you are being manhandled; in your own car you are being murdered. Doesn’t this prove that being a girl in this city is the biggest crime ever committed?
A girl cannot step outside her house with assurance that she won’t be molested today. Delhi’s chief minister Sheila Dixit says that all this happens with girls and women because they travel late at night seeking adventure. But surely all the girls will be curious to know, what Sheila Dixit has to say about Radhika Tanwar’s case. Was she traveling late at night or seeking adventure?
When the call-centre worker was raped in Delhi, the key question was not why the Police did not respond after her friend called within five minutes for help or what the PCR van parked nearby was doing. It was: what was she doing walking in an unsafe area at 2 in the night?
Rape, always the dark side of the moon, has acquired a far more vicious dimension now, when it is used to punish urban women, as the gap between the aspiration of the have-nots and the reality of the haves widens. When confronted with it in flesh, their first instinct appears to be to acquire, and when that fails, they do so by force. It is a pattern repeated especially when faced with the outsider-it could be the North-eastern woman or even the Swiss diplomat raped.
As per the NCRB report “Crime in India-2010”, the total number of reported crimes against women has increased by around 30 percent during last four years from 164765 cases in 2006 to 213585 cases in 2010. The Crimes targeted against women increased from 8.2 percent to 9.6 percent, and Delhi has topped making it the most unsafe city in India. According to Delhi police commissioner B.K. Gupta, the ratio of rape cases is increasing every year.
As a female transcends the old boundaries to fulfil her dreams, a question arises over her dignity. Are Indian males so conservative, narrow minded that they can’t see some female to achieve success in her profession? Why they always raise eyebrows over some successful independent female?
Jessica Valenti stated in her book, The Purity Myth,” Women don’t get raped because they were drinking or took drugs. Women do not get raped because they weren’t careful enough. Women get raped because ‘Someone raped them’”.  Certainly what a girl do, wears or what lifestyle she acquires has nothing to do with being raped or molested. Her lifestyle or attire doesn’t give permission or invite anybody to do anything with her or to attack her dignity.

An over bridge story

                                        An over bridge story
                                                
                                                                                                                                                            
“Why everyone is in such hurry?”
 It is the only question which emerges in Tania’s mind everyday while waiting for her best friend on Satya Niketan over bridge.
This over bridge was really famous last year, when B.A first year student Radhika Tanwar was murdered here. People used to come and stand around the place from where blood stained tile was removed.
Satya Niketan over bridge is just like any other in Delhi. Bluish gray colored railings running parallel to each other, 3 by 3 blocked square tiled floor connecting two sides of road. Upper part of railing covered with blackish yellowish oily dust. Lower part adorned with paan and gutkha lovers’ creativity.
People, mostly college youth uses escalators to go upstairs. But some of them are talented enough to go down in the upward moving escalator. Sensible public uses long sloping alleys to go down. Overhead roof is made out of fiber glass, now tinted with dust.
Cars and bikes are always running beneath this huge steel and concrete structure. Running to run their owners lives. There is continuous buzzing of cars passing underneath the bridge and buses moving towards Bus stand. This is the everyday scene of satya Niketan, 24*7 without any change.
Satya Niketan over bridge is also a site for young love birds as well. Some of them can be seen waiting for their loved ones during morning and afternoon hustle bustle.
This famous bridge is used for business purpose too. On one side, one can find a tattoo wala and a mehndi wali, everyday. They are probably from Rajasthan as the man has big pointed moustache and earrings in both ears. The woman mostly wears Rajasthani ghagra and choli, silver necklace, earrings and a mangtika. Other side of foot over bridge is occupied by an old, white haired Palmist. He looks quite serious about his job in those spectacles he wears.
Recently another business started here. These two women are also from Rajasthan. Both of them sit on the floor of over bridge with a huge pile of beads and strings. Beads of different colors and sizes, with alphabets written on them. Bracelets made out of weaving these beads and string was a huge draw with youngsters.
This is the Satya Niketan over bridge. Build out of steel and concrete yet full of life. Standing on black road but surrounded by green trees. A place to stand, wait, cry, laugh, think and LIVE.

“SAINT OF THE GUTTERS”

                                       “SAINT OF THE GUTTERS”

Young Agnes was fascinated by stories of the lives of missionaries and their service in Bengal. Influenced by their devotion she left her home at the age of 18 to work as missionary. She witnessed men and women, even young children, dying in the streets, rejected by local hospitals.
She felt the pain of their suffering and decided to dedicate the rest of her life to serve the poorest of the poor. With a few helpers, she found a home for the dying, so that she could care for the poor and lonely homeless people, regardless of whether they were dying of AIDS or Leprosy. After over 50 years of selfless devotion for helping the poor, she earned the name “Saint of the Gutters”.
Clad in white sari with a blue border, she became a symbol of hope to many-
the aged, the destitute, the unemployed, the diseased, the terminally ill and those abandoned by their family. This was Mother Teresa.
When people asked her what made her happy, she always said that the greatest joy was to care for the poor in the last stretch of their earthly journey, so that they were able to die in peace and with dignity.
Governments around the world have been trying to remove poverty since ages. Pick up a person from the street. If he is hungry, give him a plate of rice, a piece of bread, and be satisfied. You have removed that hunger. But a person that is shut out, that feels unwanted, unloved, terrified, the person that has been thrown out from the society.
Mother Teresa loved these unwanted and unloved.
“The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread”
-Mother Teresa