Monday 12 March 2012

HOPE AGAINST HOPE


By the time you read this article, Nadia, a foundling, will be off to Primary section of one of the best Schools of the city. The headline “Newborn bitten to death by dogs in Guwahati” in Telegraph India on January 16, reminded me of her. It has been almost half a decade I first heard of her.
A middle aged man was on his usual stroll on a foggy morning of a cold December, 5 years back. Except for a few street dogs pulling on a branded plastic bag, nothing was unusual. He overheard two child rag-pickers engaged in a very serious conversation about the bag. He stopped dead in tracks as soon as he heard that they had seen an infant in the bag. He rushed back and shooed the dogs away.
The street dogs had pulled the baby out of the layers of cloth she was wrapped in and dragged her some distance. The infant was wrapped in a bed sheet and by looking at the cloth and the packet she was wrapped in, she seems to have belonged to a well-to-do family. The canine had sunk teeth into soft flesh. The blood stained, wounded infant was rushed to the authorities and hospital. She spent some weeks in neonatal intensive care while she recuperated, although medics had no hope of her survival.
Nadia, as her name signifies “hope against hope” survived. She survived the bitter December cold and the multiple canine bites, starving and all alone. She was christened Nadia by her adoptive father, the man who rescued her. Over 5 now, she casts her white magic wherever she goes be it school or malls or acquaintances. All she does is shake her Rasna-girl-like ponytail and flash her ear-to-ear wide grin.
But all abandoned infants are not fortunate enough as Nadia. Like the infant found in Guwahati last month, who succumbed to injuries on way to hospital. In both the occasions mentioned above sex selective abandonment with intention of homicide was suspected. This along with sex selective abortions has become a significant social phenomenon in several parts of India transcending all castes, class, communities and even the North South dichotomy.
According to a report in International Journal of Criminal Justice Sciences January 2006, it was found that out of 8,000 foetuses aborted in six city hospitals 7,999 foetuses were of girls. N. Desai in “Born to die” (1988) reported that female infanticide was so widespread in Jadeja (Rajput) families of Kutch and Saurashtra that only five of such families were found who had not killed their ‘new-born’ daughters.

A series of government circulars banned the sex determination tests from 1977 onwards. But this attitude is rooted in a complex set of social, cultural, and economic factors. It is the dowry system, lack of economic independence, social customs and traditions that have relegated the
female to a secondary status. The degree may vary but the neglect of the girl child
and discrimination goes hand-in- hand and it requires a lot more than orders, laws and circulars from the government to be eliminated.

Wednesday 4 January 2012

BREAK ICE, SMILE PLEASE !!!

A trip to Delhi recently, made me realize the importance of Smile. Not only would I like to share my experience with readers but also to suggest it to make a resolution not to miss an opportunity to disseminate the infection of smile as far and wide as possible.
These are few incidents, where simply by smiling (helplessly and genuinely) things were laid straight. I was left at the Green Park Metro Station by my driver to walk to Siri Fort Auditorium all alone. Soon I realized that it was another gate of metro station and I was completely lost. Teary eyed I glanced sideways when my eyes caught sight of a kind Sikh Gentleman. I smiled and asked for way to the Auditorium and without even giving a second thought the Gentleman dropped me to the venue.
Secondly, on way from Karol Bagh to my clinic in Dwarka by Metro I was lost track what route to take and change and from where. I even forgot all about the special ladies coach and went into the one before me full of all kinds of males. I was panicked beyond limits when my Cell Phones network got lost. I looked around to find a South Indian Gentleman sitting beside me. I smiled helplessly and from thereon he guided me all the way to my Clinic.
I carried a huge laundry bag to my Conference which I had to hand over to my driver. To wait for him I had to remain at the security check at gates. This time there was a female security officer. I simply smiled and it was enough to break the ice. She asked me to keep my bags with her at the check post and proceed to the function. When I returned an hour later I found that she was scolded at least thrice for those bags. This time she smiled and said it was okay.
In a city like Delhi for the first time that too all alone, surviving such situations would have been impossible if those people hadn’t helped and had I not smiled to break the ice. So, I have resolved to smile, whenever and wherever possible, this New Year. What is your resolution for 2012?