Tuesday, 25 April 2017
Goa's sand for export abroad?
Children's Court and other fascinating poems from Snehal Busa
CHILDREN'S COURT
Our principal did bad things
With me and my friends
I told my mother
That would be in school ,her end
We fought in a court
Which is made for a child
We went in police station and a case we filed
I wish she go soon in prison
That is also with a big reason
Then she'll feel the pain she gave a child
In school
It was her mistake and she was a big fool
I thank the children court
To fight for my right
And my parents too
Who made my life light .
Snehal Busa
(This poem I had written in march And this all I had written was true. My principal really tortured me )
GARDEN
I have a big garden
Anything can be hidden
It has beautiful flowers
And water that showers
My garden has many trees
Thats why there is cool breeze
The grass is so thick
That my cat plays hide and sick
Garden garden
My fancy garden
Without you
My life is barren
And I can't live life
which is forbidden.
Snehal Busa
GOLD FISH
In our aquarium we have goldfish
Long back in my dreams I had wish
It made me so happy
And no more snappy
I have kept it in the hall
And in an aquarium which is in a shape of ball
I am happy withy gold
And I will never give it to any one
Because I know they'll turn it
Into a dish.
Snehal Busa
MY MOTHER'S SHAWL
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
When she wears it ,she look like a beautiful doll
The shawl is so thick ,
So my mother doesn't fall sick .
She wears it when she goes out ,
But if we play with it,she shouts .
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
Was hung in glass cupboard for all to see .
Once she kept it in front of a kitty ,
Later she draped it for a party.
When she spotted in it a big hole ,
It pained my mother's soul .
Mother cried ,"my beautiful shawl."
Father said ,"we'll purchase another one from caculo mall."
Snehal Busa
WHAT HAPPEN IF WE SMILE
Always smile
And be happy to do
For a while
Not forcingly too .
You are happy
You never know
Not too snappy like
A little snow
It will melt fast
Into a liquid
The sadness will be last
That will turn happiness solid.
Snehal Busa
I saw squirrel near my house
Running away looking the clouds .
It had a long tail
I didn't know its a male or female
It rained very heavily
Then it cleaned itself nicely
It ran here it ran there
At last I didn't know it was where
Snehal Busa
SITTING OUTSIDE
Sitting outside I was thinking
Of taking fresh air
I saw a flower suddenly
Which was very rare
I handed it to my sister
She loved it very much
She wanted some more
She said ,"will you please search ?"
I said to her,"no."
As no more would be
It was the only one
That I could see.
Snehal Busa
SHADOW
Shadow shadow my own shadow
Are you a good friend or a for
I know you are my reflection
So same will be our intention .
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I have a question to ask you
Why is that you can't be seen at night ?
Is that you are visible only in bright ?
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I am very upset ,I want to share
Because you invisible ,I can't bare
Are you a ghost ?
That will kill me with cosh ?
Shadow shadow my own once
I want my answer you are quite
Snehal Busa
QUESTION ANSWERS
Why can't we survive in space ?
As there is less oxygen my teacher says
Why can't I ride a bike ,I doubt ?
Because you are yet 18 ,my mom shouts
Why can't I call Mr as miss ?
As she is not he my sister whispers
And why she is not he I questioned ?
As she is said for a girl
And he is said for a boy my friend replied
Why can't .... Was the last question
Before I ask my father something
But I had to answer now
As my father asked me a question
What about you my dear how are you feeling now ?
After questioning so many questions
Didn't your head go round and round ?
I had a answer ,so what to do of my questions ?
Yes ,my father said
These all while you asked question
And now you have given an answer to a question
But I said ,"dad don't think my answer was a question ?.
Snehal Busa
CRONY
when my life was gunge
I was totally muzzy .
When I was dopey
You would flick it away .
When I went haywire
And in murk
You mad me understand
In harmony .
But I would be churlish
And huzard for you and others .
BUT,
It is all changed now
I have found the bliss in me
And become indispensable for me
As you are my grief and
And you are my crony .
Snehal Busa
PHANTOM
Don't live it all scrappy
Listen what it want to say
If so ,really very shoddy
And still don't stops ,then it will get shirty .
It should not simply be scapegoat .
Its just a scraggy abiotic
Scarcely ,not that good looking
But can be a friendly phantom .
Snehal Busa
A RAINY NIGHT
You tried to break my heart
With your pin drops
Passing from my roof to me
You filed up the alley with your cry
You defeated the street lights with
Your lights
Your dark faces turned my eyes blear
My voice was quite when you thundered
And then after sometime you stopped your jiggery Pokery
Behavior .
And went to sleep like
Every year .
Snehal Busa
WHY DON'T THE CLOCK STOP ?
My life has stopped with nothing
I cry at night why don't the clock stop?
Why has the time left me alone ?
To the unknown and strange world
Why can't it walk together ?
To the straights and to the molds
I always desire for it to stop
But the ears are deaf and mouth is dump
Of the clock
I wish and I wish
Let the clock stop
Though it ignores
I'll always questions
Why don't the clock stop?
Snehal Busa
TEARS
How many tears have I lost ?
I didn't ever count them
It was a big loss of tears
I think I have now built up a dam
They so precious to me
Why had I neglected ?
I don't want them artificial or to be paid
Why didn't I make them my collection?
Why didn't I do so ?
I just uncared my tears
And always let them flow .
Snehal Busa
WILL THERE BE CHANGE IN LIFE ?
No jokers I found in life
No warriors yet
Whom should I trust
I couldn't get .
My prediction ,sometimes is right
Sometimes wrong
So stop to think ,
I shout very strong .
I don't know to speak to someone
I don't know to keep quiet
The only difference I don't understand
Is what is wrong what is right .
Faces keeps on changing
But the climate doesn't change
What is wrong what is right I couldn't range
Life is a puzzle for me
Sometimes me myself
Want to be huge a times
Sometimes a tiny moon calf .
No matter how long it takes
To develop from a hamlet
To a city
Life may change
Life may not
Its little bit twisty.
Snehal Busa
THE PORTALS OF SUCCESS
I was too far from
The portals of success
Where failure was my companion
Many hurdles I found on way
I Saw no night no day
Through the crooked road
I was close to my destiny .
Success and only success would lead
Me nowhere
I was now very close
To the portals of success.
Snehal Busa
Our principal did bad things
With me and my friends
I told my mother
That would be in school ,her end
We fought in a court
Which is made for a child
We went in police station and a case we filed
I wish she go soon in prison
That is also with a big reason
Then she'll feel the pain she gave a child
In school
It was her mistake and she was a big fool
I thank the children court
To fight for my right
And my parents too
Who made my life light .
Snehal Busa
(This poem I had written in march And this all I had written was true. My principal really tortured me )
GARDEN
I have a big garden
Anything can be hidden
It has beautiful flowers
And water that showers
My garden has many trees
Thats why there is cool breeze
The grass is so thick
That my cat plays hide and sick
Garden garden
My fancy garden
Without you
My life is barren
And I can't live life
which is forbidden.
Snehal Busa
GOLD FISH
In our aquarium we have goldfish
Long back in my dreams I had wish
It made me so happy
And no more snappy
I have kept it in the hall
And in an aquarium which is in a shape of ball
I am happy withy gold
And I will never give it to any one
Because I know they'll turn it
Into a dish.
Snehal Busa
MY MOTHER'S SHAWL
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
When she wears it ,she look like a beautiful doll
The shawl is so thick ,
So my mother doesn't fall sick .
She wears it when she goes out ,
But if we play with it,she shouts .
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
Was hung in glass cupboard for all to see .
Once she kept it in front of a kitty ,
Later she draped it for a party.
When she spotted in it a big hole ,
It pained my mother's soul .
Mother cried ,"my beautiful shawl."
Father said ,"we'll purchase another one from caculo mall."
Snehal Busa
WHAT HAPPEN IF WE SMILE
Always smile
And be happy to do
For a while
Not forcingly too .
You are happy
You never know
Not too snappy like
A little snow
It will melt fast
Into a liquid
The sadness will be last
That will turn happiness solid.
Snehal Busa
SQUIRREL
Running away looking the clouds .
It had a long tail
I didn't know its a male or female
It rained very heavily
Then it cleaned itself nicely
It ran here it ran there
At last I didn't know it was where
Snehal Busa
SITTING OUTSIDE
Sitting outside I was thinking
Of taking fresh air
I saw a flower suddenly
Which was very rare
I handed it to my sister
She loved it very much
She wanted some more
She said ,"will you please search ?"
I said to her,"no."
As no more would be
It was the only one
That I could see.
Snehal Busa
SHADOW
Shadow shadow my own shadow
Are you a good friend or a for
I know you are my reflection
So same will be our intention .
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I have a question to ask you
Why is that you can't be seen at night ?
Is that you are visible only in bright ?
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I am very upset ,I want to share
Because you invisible ,I can't bare
Are you a ghost ?
That will kill me with cosh ?
Shadow shadow my own once
I want my answer you are quite
Snehal Busa
QUESTION ANSWERS
Why can't we survive in space ?
As there is less oxygen my teacher says
Why can't I ride a bike ,I doubt ?
Because you are yet 18 ,my mom shouts
Why can't I call Mr as miss ?
As she is not he my sister whispers
And why she is not he I questioned ?
As she is said for a girl
And he is said for a boy my friend replied
Why can't .... Was the last question
Before I ask my father something
But I had to answer now
As my father asked me a question
What about you my dear how are you feeling now ?
After questioning so many questions
Didn't your head go round and round ?
I had a answer ,so what to do of my questions ?
Yes ,my father said
These all while you asked question
And now you have given an answer to a question
But I said ,"dad don't think my answer was a question ?.
Snehal Busa
CRONY
when my life was gunge
I was totally muzzy .
When I was dopey
You would flick it away .
When I went haywire
And in murk
You mad me understand
In harmony .
But I would be churlish
And huzard for you and others .
BUT,
It is all changed now
I have found the bliss in me
And become indispensable for me
As you are my grief and
And you are my crony .
Snehal Busa
Don't live it all scrappy
Listen what it want to say
If so ,really very shoddy
And still don't stops ,then it will get shirty .
It should not simply be scapegoat .
Its just a scraggy abiotic
Scarcely ,not that good looking
But can be a friendly phantom .
Snehal Busa
A RAINY NIGHT
You tried to break my heart
With your pin drops
Passing from my roof to me
You filed up the alley with your cry
You defeated the street lights with
Your lights
Your dark faces turned my eyes blear
My voice was quite when you thundered
And then after sometime you stopped your jiggery Pokery
Behavior .
And went to sleep like
Every year .
Snehal Busa
My life has stopped with nothing
I cry at night why don't the clock stop?
Why has the time left me alone ?
To the unknown and strange world
Why can't it walk together ?
To the straights and to the molds
I always desire for it to stop
But the ears are deaf and mouth is dump
Of the clock
I wish and I wish
Let the clock stop
Though it ignores
I'll always questions
Why don't the clock stop?
Snehal Busa
How many tears have I lost ?
I didn't ever count them
It was a big loss of tears
I think I have now built up a dam
They so precious to me
Why had I neglected ?
I don't want them artificial or to be paid
Why didn't I make them my collection?
Why didn't I do so ?
I just uncared my tears
And always let them flow .
Snehal Busa
WILL THERE BE CHANGE IN LIFE ?
No jokers I found in life
No warriors yet
Whom should I trust
I couldn't get .
My prediction ,sometimes is right
Sometimes wrong
So stop to think ,
I shout very strong .
I don't know to speak to someone
I don't know to keep quiet
The only difference I don't understand
Is what is wrong what is right .
Faces keeps on changing
But the climate doesn't change
What is wrong what is right I couldn't range
Life is a puzzle for me
Sometimes me myself
Want to be huge a times
Sometimes a tiny moon calf .
No matter how long it takes
To develop from a hamlet
To a city
Life may change
Life may not
Its little bit twisty.
Snehal Busa
I was too far from
The portals of success
Where failure was my companion
Many hurdles I found on way
I Saw no night no day
Through the crooked road
I was close to my destiny .
Success and only success would lead
Me nowhere
I was now very close
To the portals of success.
Snehal Busa
Monday, 24 April 2017
Indian dealing of MPT expansion affairs in Goa is totally colonial arrogance
Bharat Mukti Morcha (BMM) strongly
objects expansion plans of Mormugao Port Trust (MPT) to facilitate increased
quantity of Coal imports. Over the past one decade there has already been
public outcry due to the air pollution caused by Coal handling at MPT.
BMM also takes strong objections to
the way in which public participation was prevented by Central government with
the collusion of private business houses with the Ministry of Shipping and the
Ministry of Environment and Forest while granting permission to MPT for the
capital deepening of Navigation Channel for cape size vessels. Deepening is meant
to facilitate supply of coal to hinterlands of Karnataka to JSW power plant and
steel factory for freight advantage.
There is no public interest involved
in MPT’s venture. Goa in fact is being treated only as corridor. Politically
Central Government’s affairs in this matter can only be described as colonial.
BMM commends challenge to this affairs mounted by Old Cross Fishing Canoe
Owners Co-operative Society in National Green Tribunal (NGT). The
investigations commissioned by NGT confirmed that actual damage has already
been done to the estuarine environment, the biodiversity in particular. BMM
calls for criminal proceedings against all those responsible for causing this
damage.
NGT on September 2nd 2016
quashed Environmental Clearance of February 9th 2016 granting
exemption from public consultations as
illegal, arbitrary and in violation of the EIA notification, 2006. It’s
clear that central government has followed unethical path in MPT case in order
to avoid public consultations all together. MPT’s Affidavit in NGT dated 15th
July 2016 stated that already 64 % of the project dredging work is completed
and Rs 87.25 crores paid to M/s DCI. This means majority of the work has
already been completed before public hearing. This is unacceptable and bulldozing
of Goa by Central Government.
Solutions suggested in EIAs of Beths
5A and 6A to combat coal pollution carries scope to intensify public suffering.
When there is already shortage of water can 5 lakh litres of water be made
available to JSW on daily basis including 3 lakh litres per day to extinguish
coal fires? MPT would be far safer without Coal and Coal importers. MPTs total
daily water requirement as per their draft EIA is 16 lakh litres.
The intensity of coal import also
means increase in flow of barge traffic in Mandovi and Zuari rivers. Already
there are number of problems due to barges in both the rivers. Mining companies
like Vedanta has filed complaints against fishermen citing slowing down of barge
traffic and fishermen should not carry on fishing in the middle of rivers.
Fishing department also has sent out warning letters to fishermen taking side
of Vendanta. With increase in barge traffic fishermen in Mandovi and Zuari are
to face tough times as fishing would become impossible.
In none of the three EIA reports
fishing villages on the banks of River Zuari like Cacra and Odxel is not even
mentioned to have been existing.
MPT now plans to deepen its approach
channel from 14.40 meters to almost 20 meters to facilitate entry of cape size
vessels at any time of the tide. Its ecological, public health and political
costs are heavy that Goa is unable to bear.
It’s not only people of Vasco that
are directly affected negatively but entire coastal residents and fishermen on
the banks of Zuari. Increase in Barge traffic will push fishermen out of their
livelihood. Regularly observed irresponsible practice of dumping left over ore
and coal in Mandovi and Zuari and washing of barges in transit will only
increase doze of pollution of rivers causing unpredictable and irreversible
effects on ecology and livelihoods.
MPT must shelve its expansion plans
for coal purpose. BMM calls upon people to participate in Public Hearings at
Tilak Maidan, Vasco on 26, 27 & 28 April 2017 and lodge their objections to
JSW proposal for Berth 5A-6A and MPTs proposals of deepening of approach
navigational channel and re-development of berths 8,9 and Barge berth at MPT.
Maggie Silveira
Sd/-
President, Goa Unit
Friday, 21 April 2017
Snehal Busa's Poetry of Protest
She is Snehal Busa became part of protest that her dad waged in the form of 100 days hunger strike against education department of Goa. She along with her sister and mother were bared bare heat of sun to make their point on injustice she and her family suffered. She as latched inside the washroom and then made to eat her food near the toilet with foul smell everywhere few years ago in Talegao school. Her protest against headmistress went in vain and after sharing with parents she found stream of support.
While press and public is well aware of her support to her dad's hunger strike outside education department what is not known are her poetic instincts. Here we share three of her fascinating poems here. 'Daddy' is poem she writes to her own dad Balkrishna Busa who carried on 100 days hunger strike, fitting salutation.
'Ghost' is poem that reflects reactions to her natural black complexion from fellow students in school. Its also sharp critic of racists bias in our minds. Fantastic combat.
"Being touch" is a poem among other things expresses abandonment by friends in the path of struggle she is walking. All three are fabulous poems. Goa can be proud for having such a Poet amidst us though a growing child still.
Poems are fit to go into school syllabus. On our part we make them public with gratitude Snehal Busa, her mother Geeta Busa and father Balkrishna Busa.
DADDY
Terrific, dad's don't grow on trees
Shopping shows don't carry them
Nor come to you by mail or any kind of sale
They don't fall from sky
you can't pull them from magic hats
no matter how much you try
In fact, you could look high and low
And search the whole world through
But you'd never find another dad
Who's half as great as you .
GHOST
Once I saw a Ghost,
I felt he will turn me into a toast,
He had red eyes
He will eat me if I tell lies
I saw it and screamed
I woke up and found,
it was just a dream.
BEING TOUCH
What a bad luck
I heard them calling me a duck!
My friends didn't support,
Felt like appealing in Principal's Court,
To make me happy, they fell pleading on the floor,
But I got angry and closed the door.
Wednesday, 19 April 2017
Pictures of Mining barge polluting Mandovi river
F SHARAD PNJ 222, a mining barge carrying ore in Mandovi river at 5.30 pm on 18/4/2017 was spotted washing and releasing mining waste from the barge inside Mandovi River. According to fishermen this is a common practice followed though illegal by barges in Mandovi and Zuari rivers of Goa. This leads to marine pollution and has direct negative effect on fisheries and ecological health of rivers. Here are few pictures clicked near Ribandar, Tiswadi. BMM calls for stringent action against barges carrying ore polluting Mandovi and Zuari. Captain of Ports, Goa needs to act on this immediately and issue warnings to all the mining companies on this matter.
Clear visibility of water targeting to release ore waste inside the River Mandovi.
Name of the Barge visible as F SHARAD PNJ 222. Investigation is needed as to whom this mine belongs to and whose ore it was transporting and to whom. Why barge is being washed in the middle of river?
Long range view of the erring barge. Mining is cause of all round ruin of Goa and this is yet another evidence to this effect.
Tuesday, 18 April 2017
BMM condemns Sonshi mining arrests
Bharat Mukti Morcha (BMM) condemns the arrests of about 45 people including women from Sonshi, Pissurlem for protesting against mining ore transportation on April 11, 2017 and detained at Colvale Jail till date. BMM also takes note of posting from Ravindra Velip on facebook after his visit to Sonshi yesterday as follows:
"I along with my several other friends visited Sonshi village today. A village which was situated in the lap of the forests is now surrounded by six giant mining companies operating at less than radial distance of 100 mts. There are 60 to 65 households in this village of which 55 to 60 families are tribals. 9000 to 10000 trips are daily transported from this village by approximately 1200 mining trucks. You can imagine the Air and Water Quality in this village. Imagine the noise pollution that they are witnessing. When these tribals protested, they were arrested and sent in the Judicial lockup. 45 of them including women members are in Colvale jail from last 8 days. Their children and old age people who are at home are going through a tuff time. HELP THEM IF YOU CAN OR EXTEND YOUR SUPPORT"
Shonshi village earlier suffered irreversible damage to their paddy fields and and got absorbed reluctantly into buying of trucks and plying for various mining companies. The decsion of illegitimate Goa government to arrest Shonshi people is a war against natives by Goa's Bamani State. Shonshi-Pissurlem mining belt is under severe pressure from companies. They first finished off agriculture, ground then forest and huge cracks to ground reflects continues threat to life. Then they got village addicted to mining through mining trucks operation syphoning the village of minerals to be sent to Japan, China and other countries of the World. Now they are in the process of snapping the villagers of trucks business and sent them to Colvale Jail. Currently Sesa Goa owned by a British company Vedanta is carrying on most of the mining in that belt. The planet is under barabric plunder as the is being ripped and raped, homes and shattered and bled dry. Human dignity totally robbed off and visit Sonshi to know what a life without dignity is all about.
Poem "I love Pissurlem" by Sebastian Rodrigues reflects this reality and you may read at links
http://mandgoa.blogspot.in/2008/04/i-love-pissurlem.html.
What to do with this poem to support Sonshi?
1. Share links to your contacts
2. Take a printout on one page and organise discussions aount mining.
3. Study further the Economic and Political situation of Sonshi mining belt. You may read this report for more details:
http://mandgoa.blogspot.in/2008/04/chopper-attack.html
4. Approach members of Legislative Assembly to support People of Sonshi and withdraw support to the illegitimate Manohar Parrikar goverment formed through betrayal of masses of Goa and needs to be pulled down.
5. Gather at least five people and protest arrest of Sonshi villagers in your locality. If possible share report to the press friends or you may post below as comment.
Currently illegitimate Goa government formed unethically in everyway possible and functions as criminal enterprise with total moral bankruptcy. Out little actions will lead to collapse and dismantling of this Politician-Mining nexus. It must by noted that Sonshi is represented by Pratapsing Rane for past several decades and he cares a damn for environment and support mining completely even if peoples homes are shattered through mining: ecocide of Sattari and Vishwajit Rane and Pratapsingh Rane are committed to intensify it further or why else are they silent for decades together? Time for revolt yet again! It is a law of nature of nature: Every action has equal and opposite reaction, and every situation of oppression sows seeds of rebellion. So is it in Sonshi.
It is important to follow pattern in our approach always: Study. Organise. Agitate.
Jai Mulnivasi!
"I along with my several other friends visited Sonshi village today. A village which was situated in the lap of the forests is now surrounded by six giant mining companies operating at less than radial distance of 100 mts. There are 60 to 65 households in this village of which 55 to 60 families are tribals. 9000 to 10000 trips are daily transported from this village by approximately 1200 mining trucks. You can imagine the Air and Water Quality in this village. Imagine the noise pollution that they are witnessing. When these tribals protested, they were arrested and sent in the Judicial lockup. 45 of them including women members are in Colvale jail from last 8 days. Their children and old age people who are at home are going through a tuff time. HELP THEM IF YOU CAN OR EXTEND YOUR SUPPORT"
Shonshi village earlier suffered irreversible damage to their paddy fields and and got absorbed reluctantly into buying of trucks and plying for various mining companies. The decsion of illegitimate Goa government to arrest Shonshi people is a war against natives by Goa's Bamani State. Shonshi-Pissurlem mining belt is under severe pressure from companies. They first finished off agriculture, ground then forest and huge cracks to ground reflects continues threat to life. Then they got village addicted to mining through mining trucks operation syphoning the village of minerals to be sent to Japan, China and other countries of the World. Now they are in the process of snapping the villagers of trucks business and sent them to Colvale Jail. Currently Sesa Goa owned by a British company Vedanta is carrying on most of the mining in that belt. The planet is under barabric plunder as the is being ripped and raped, homes and shattered and bled dry. Human dignity totally robbed off and visit Sonshi to know what a life without dignity is all about.
Poem "I love Pissurlem" by Sebastian Rodrigues reflects this reality and you may read at links
http://mandgoa.blogspot.in/2008/04/i-love-pissurlem.html.
What to do with this poem to support Sonshi?
1. Share links to your contacts
2. Take a printout on one page and organise discussions aount mining.
3. Study further the Economic and Political situation of Sonshi mining belt. You may read this report for more details:
http://mandgoa.blogspot.in/2008/04/chopper-attack.html
4. Approach members of Legislative Assembly to support People of Sonshi and withdraw support to the illegitimate Manohar Parrikar goverment formed through betrayal of masses of Goa and needs to be pulled down.
5. Gather at least five people and protest arrest of Sonshi villagers in your locality. If possible share report to the press friends or you may post below as comment.
Currently illegitimate Goa government formed unethically in everyway possible and functions as criminal enterprise with total moral bankruptcy. Out little actions will lead to collapse and dismantling of this Politician-Mining nexus. It must by noted that Sonshi is represented by Pratapsing Rane for past several decades and he cares a damn for environment and support mining completely even if peoples homes are shattered through mining: ecocide of Sattari and Vishwajit Rane and Pratapsingh Rane are committed to intensify it further or why else are they silent for decades together? Time for revolt yet again! It is a law of nature of nature: Every action has equal and opposite reaction, and every situation of oppression sows seeds of rebellion. So is it in Sonshi.
It is important to follow pattern in our approach always: Study. Organise. Agitate.
Jai Mulnivasi!
Controversy of caste based harassment at School in Talegao
Why should the head of the institution herself indulge in long term abuse of students referring to them on their caste or caste category as OBC? In fact origin of categorising certain jatis as OBC is in Article 340 of the Constitution of India and we fail to understand as to why this has to become subject of derogatory treatment from the headmistress of the school Mariazita Afonso as recorded in the above order. It is likely that headmistress as well as students are unaware of the history of Article 340, 341 and 342 of the Indian constitution and has got into degenerated thinking about these articles as means of identity formations. In this case awareness programs needs to be organised for this purpose.
Dr. Ambedkar has included these articles with an intention of liberation of India's native people. As per Mandal Commission report OBCs constitute 52% of India's population. To use insulting words against OBCs amounts to insulting majority of India. Headmistress, teachers as well as students must be aware of this implication before speaking in public.
Recently in order to protest against this harassment Blakrishna Busa carried on 100 days hunger strike in front of education department, Porvorim and concluded at Azad Maidan, Panjim. Here is our posting for your reference. Click here.
Thursday, 13 April 2017
Goa Education in Crisis: Balkrishna Busa hunger strike completes 99 days
Busa like many other parents has got thier children out from the controversiol school in Taleigaon and are studying in other schools in Tiswadi Taluka. One of Busa's daughters was found to be tortured in March 2014. It is alleged that headmistress locked the child in toilet for many hours and then forced her to take her lunch outside the toilet in the vicinity of foul smell. Although number of State agencies are aware of this situation yet no action seems to be forth coming even though tomorrow hunger strike completes 100 days most of which were in front of Education department in Porvorim.
Busa informed that Headmistress continues to harrass his daughter on road even though his daughters are no longer studying in controversial Taleigao School. Education in Goa has hit crisis state and non other than Education Minister of the illegitimate government of Goa is responsible for this sad state of affairs in India. How long will this go on? Why? Is this Bamon Raj?
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