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International Labour Day 2009

I see only hope

Today is May 1, 2009, International Labour Day and with the ongoing recession a deeply poignant one for all of us who labour. Today, business houses large and small, multi-national and national all around the world are in disarray, shutting down or struggling to survive. One vital component of production, labour has been a sad victim of this economic tsunami.

The situation is indeed grim, if not sorry and it’s only the capitalist who is making hay under the guise of recession.

My memory takes me back some years. To me sitting on a hard wooden bench with my elderly uncle. He was telling me how much his generation had fought for all these labour laws which we young people now take for granted, and he warned, that if we didn’t learn about our collective history and the need to protect our rights, it will be only a matter of time that they would all be taken away. And that day is finally upon us.

We as a lobby are crippled. We the ‘labour movement’ stand before the alter of the capitalist, head bowed, our hands and feet in shackles.

Most people say India is experiencing a boom time, it is riding high on the ‘outsourcing’ way, millions of offices are being closed in the US and Europe and their jobs outsourced to economically ‘cheaper’ destinations like India. India has a growing mass of young people entering the job market, with a minimal education of a graduation and no skills, they are being absorbed and the industry is hungry for more. Young people, fresh out of college, minimal skills and reasonably well paid, compared to the income of people a wee bit older. Loads of disposable income keeps these young people happy, shopping, partying, infatuated with the latest gizmos, but most importantly, stupid and ignorant of their role and position in the larger labour picture.

Today’s labour force is naive and unorganized, unschooled in its collective history and strength, unappreciative of its bargaining power. Everywhere you go you see huge corporate offices, glitzy and glassy, housing millions of workers, but these companies have no unions. Their labour less organized than the ‘unorganised sector’.

A perpetual optimist, I think this recession has brought numerous benefits. It has been a wake up call to millions of consumers in America and Europe, it has sounded the alarm bells and roused industries from their sleep. I think it has a wake up call for us too. Us the ‘Labour Force’.

Only today I saw pictures of protesting labour breaking into buildings and smashing the furniture in corporate offices. I could see their pent up anger, frustration, even rage. Their desire to fight back, to be recognized and heard, for their interests to be protected, and while I am no active supporter of violence, in their action I see hope. I see the sleeping giant of the ‘Labour Force’ waking up.

I sincerely hope this fire spreads to India, this awareness, this experience of strength in collectivity.  We in India are a young force, a power house with tremendous strength; we are a crucial ‘centre’ for rapid economic development. We can become a crucial centre for labour consciousness.

If you are a worker, whether in India or abroad, don’t sit by and flip on from blog to blog.

  • Start reading up about your rights and duties as a worker.
  • Read up about what your country’s legislations do for you.
  • Get to know about International Labour Laws.
  • Get to know about what the labour sector goes through in other countries.
  • Get involved in the Union at your company. Help set up one if there isn’t.


“Workers of the world unite, you have nothing to loose but our chains”, incase you didn’t know it, that quote is not by me, but by a great man named Karl Marx, who foresaw our plight a hundred years earlier.

Memorable weekends

Memorable weekends at home!

Jas-Naz-Abhrajit-me-NagarajThe recession can be a tough time. Job loss, salary cuts, longer work hours, less sleep, more work, less rest and the stress can pile up even while the conventional methods of de-stressing become unaffordable. Not that I am used to pubing, dancing and eating out, but when most people try and complain about the salary cut, for example, expect your HR to get candid and offer some suggestions on cost cutting, which include ‘stop eating out’.


After having to tighten our belt, some of us who needed to catch up with each other dropped the plan to restaurant hop and shop, and meet instead at my place. Small and cozy five of us filled my little room. Tea cups served as glasses, we sipped on our coke and gossiped and bitched and spat venom at right wing activist trying to disrupt Valentines Day. We bought boxes of take away Biryani, chomped into thick chunking grilled chicken, washed it all down with sweet curd and yapped on, it alludes me now, on what exactly we yapped!

The small spread

The day wore on and cups of strong tea were passed around by Naz. The round nutty Ferrero Rocher chocolate bought by Abharajit were delicious as we dozed through some of the footage Nagaraj recently short in Andhra Pradesh as part of a short film.


I don’t know how but the discussion gently moved towards Naz and her experiences with ghosts! yes you read me right. When she  lived in her college hostel a few years ago, she had quiet a few horrific runins with these ‘smoky’ figures. This opened up a Pandora’s Box, Nagaraj had his tales to recount of his encounters and as the clock, unnoticed, edged towards 7.00 p.m we realized we had to wind up and call it a day.


Poor Abharajit had an hour and a half to travel before he reached home, which was at the other end of town. Jasmine had a date waiting since 4.00 p.m that evening and yet, we had some much more to chat about. Good ,thought I, another reason to meet again.


Most people would think it is the fancy restaurant and its ritzy glamour, expensive food and wines that would make it a memorable day. Yesterday I was reminded, yet again, that it is not the money, just the warmth of the people around you that makes all the difference.


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