MeeraKaura

Sunday, July 08, 2007

The Inevitable Parliamentary debate in Monsoon/Winter Session- Nyaya Panchayat of Mani Shankar Aiyyar v. Gram Nyayalaya of H.R. Bhardwaj

"Access to Justice for the poor" and "Backlog in the Courts' Docket" are the political jargons used by different committees to support their version of administration of justice.
Law Minister, H.R. Bhardwaj has a plan to introduce "Gram Nyayalayas" i.e. the local village courts in order to cope with the increasing backlog of cases and to provide justice to villagers at a cheaper cost. However, the mechanism will still be formal. The procedural law of CPC and CcPC will be followed. There would be another tier added to the hierarchy of courts. It is undecided yet whether any lay persons would accompany the Nyayadhikari(judge). The jurisdiction conferred may be broad but the penalty to be imposed will be limited. At the same time, there would be one local court(Gram Nyayalaya) for many villages making the access to justice inaccessible still. The participation by the village community would again be negligible. They will be judged again in an impersonal manner by a person who does not belong to their community or who does not share the same values. The emphasis seems more on reducing the backlog of cases than making justice accessible to the poor. H.R. Bhardwaj asserted that he is fulfilling Rajiv Gandhi's dream where establishing 2000 new courts and 4000 more judges strikes at the very root of his dream. (http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/msid-1343109,prtpage-1.cms)
On the other hand, the Minister of Panchayati Raj, Mani Shankar Aiyyar together with a Committee headed by learned Prof. Upendra Baxi seek to re-introduce Nyaya Panchayats in villages. Nyaya Panchayats will provide villagers with true local self governance. Panchyats had been a part and parcel of administration of justice before the advent of British. The term “panchayat” can be understood from two perspectives. The word “panchayat” has been derived from the sanskrit word “panc” i.e. five which means “a gathering of five people.” [Robert M. Hayden, “Turn Taking, Overlap and the Task at Hand: Ordering Speaking Turns in Legal Settings” (1987) 14:2 American Ethnologist 251 at 255]
Traditionally, the caste panchayats were headed by people belonging to higher social status and women and SC/STs could not sit as a pancha. The basic function of the parliament was to resolve disputes in an amicable manner i.e. alternate dispute resolution mechanisms like mediation, conciliation etc. Such a setting enabled the panchas to evaluate the conflict in the light of societal values and culture. [Erin P. Moore, Gender, Law and Resistance in India (Tucson: University of Arizona Press, 1998) at 67] Such an informal process also provided sufficient relief and voice to the victim and also took into account the responsibility and circumstances of the offender, unlike the formal criminal justice system where the State snatches away the rights of compensation/restoration/redressal from the victim and reduces him/her to a mere witness or aggrieved party.
Since both the bills will aim at 'access to justice' for poor and 'decrease in courts' backlog', it is inevitable that there will be debates to pass only one of them.

Friday, May 05, 2006

FOLLOW ME

In the busy lives that we live,
We've no time to hate or forgive,
Take no esteem in fight in the name of religion,
It gives no peace, no spirituality nor any region.

Surrender yourself to the 'Supersoul',
And feel the universe widening as a whole.
Feel His light reflecting in your aura,
And bless all humans, fauna and flora.

The World kindles in the Divine light,
Palliative, peaceful and prosperous- such is the sight.
My limbs tremble and I forget my being,
I care not for a single thing.

I devote myself to the absolute,
Trying to find Him through this route.
Lay down your ego and sit for a while,
Treat all animate and inanimate with the same smile.

Let not heart lead you astray,
Let mind guide you to His way.
As the thoughts come and go, try to forgive and forget,
Being mortal beings, there's no time left later to regret.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

It Is Time To Legalise Prostitution In India

The proposal made to Ministry of HRD by National Integration Assembly (NIA) in October 2005 to legalize prostitution and carry amendments in the Illegal Traffic Prevention Act was indeed a welcome step, which, if accepted and implemented, would lay the foundation of gender justice in the modern India. But no step has been taken till now.
The Immoral Trafficking Prevention Act (ITPA) criminalizes the offenses of selling, procuring, and exploiting any person for commercial sex as well as profiting from the prostitution of another individual. Prostitution is only legal when no third party is involved, it is not done in or near a public place, it is not forced, there is no solicitation, or when the prostitute resides alone.
Section 8 of the ITPA criminalizes the act of solicitation for prostitution, which has been used in the past to arrest and punish women and girls who were victims of trafficking. According to UNICEF, in 2004 India comprised of half of the one million children worldwide who entered the sex trade. Many tribal women, who are particularly vulnerable,
were forced into sexual exploitation.
The ITPA has laid down stringent punishments for crimes committed under it. Conviction for an offense committed against a child (under age 16) is punishable by imprisonment for 7 years to life. In the case of minors (16 to 18 years), the punishment is from 7 to 14 years imprisonment. Other penalties under the act range from minimum terms of imprisonment of one year for brothel keeping, to minimum terms of 7 years to life imprisonment for detaining a person, with or without consent, for prostitution. During the year there were more than 195
prosecutions against traffickers.
Many countries have decriminalized prostitution and legalized it. One of the reasons behind it is that, it is not considered immoral per se, so long as one is not forced into it. Given the fact, that once a woman is forced into it, she might as well choose to carry this profession. It is very important for laws to change with the changing time. No notion of morality is static. Even if it is, with respect to certain issues, it is important that law does not rule in line with public sentiments and their views on morality. Instead, law should divorce morality, to certain extent, and lay down what is just for certain class of people.
If law terms an anti social conduct or something that is not perceived to be moral as a crime, its impact is all the more worse than what it would have been otherwise. It is very important for us not to look down upon the 'flesh trade' profession as most of the women are not there by an active exercise of choice. There are some forced by circumstances and some are forced into it. Since prostituting is an offence, therefore, most of the flesh trade activities are carried out in clandestine manner leaving little space and time for caution and carefulness to be exercised for use of contraceptives, condoms etc. So, the chances of their becoming a prey to the dreaded disorders/diseases like HIV/AIDS are quite high.
To combat this situation and to address and fulfill our solemn promise with respect to Millennium Development Goals, legalising and regulating by way of license etc. would ensure a better present for most of the prostitutes. They would be able to exercise their right to livelihood without any fear. Similar benefits should be extended to 'eunuchs' who are also part and parcel of this profession in some states as PUCL Reports have time and again indicated.
Any amendment or even a new legislation should ensure conferring of 'legitimate' status to children of prostitutes. There should also be a provision for a panel of counselors for prostitutes who were forced into the profession and may desire to leave it. The panel may consist of social workers, psychologist/psychiatrist and legal personnel etc. Women may be in a better position to counsel women.
Similarly, once a decision to regulate or license this profession is taken, then, the Act/Amendment should provide for some regular educational/awareness programs by National Legal Service Authority in which law students can give a helping hand. These must be held on regular basis to ensure that 'safe sex' is being practiced by them. Further, licensing can be done on the basis of blood tests so that no one who is a HIV+ is practicing the profession.

Monday, April 10, 2006

A House in the City


The rich pastures, straying cattle, flowing water, playful innocent children, panchayat of elderly men and women and field birds of my hometown got replaced by the agglomerates, squatters, tightly packed houses, big industrial setups, pollutant factories, vehicular traffic, ever busy men, women and children and aged community was rarely to be seen. The growth in the city fascinated me. I used to appreciate the big structures erected by crafted architects. As a child, I always wanted to be an architect but could not pursue my education after eighth standard owing to floods in our village which destroyed our fields and we landed in most poverty stricken sections of the society. I dreamt of travelling in the Delhi Metro the moment I heard about it. I knew it would be a costly affair. But, in any case, I was planning to shift to a metropolitan city in search of a better living. The fields were not yielding any crop. I saw my youngest son die of malnutrition. I wanted to earn some respectable money and send it to my family. And, later on, I wanted buy a house in the city from my savings so that my family could come and stay with me. This would have secured a better future to my children who would study in city schools.

When the landlord asked for his share in the crop which had not yielded and blamed me of making his land barren and infertile, I decided to shift to Delhi which is the hub of all development. On my way, I observed the peculiar differences in scenic presentation of the village and the city, the way people dressed and talked, etc. No one had time for anyone. The city lacked warmth. But the industries and factories invited me to show my hard work and earn well to keep up my family life.

The journey was not very difficult except that the heat almost melted me and I had no water left to dampen my throat. One of my village friends, Ghanshyam, who was settled in Delhi and was considered a ‘babu’ in the village as he used to come with many electrical instruments and his children were admitted to city schools, came to receive me on the bus stop. I had written to him and he had ensured that he can try and get me a job in the same factory where he was employed.

We went to his house. It was not a pucca settlement but not even a kutcha settlement like in our village. Those houses are atleast made of mud and fodder. These were tent like houses. I did not ask him anything but I think he had read the expressions on my face. He said, “What happened, Shankar Babu? Now, you’ll also be a ‘babu’. So why do you look disappointed?”

I told him that these settlements were worse than villages and I thought we would live in some good city houses. “You have been living here for more than five years. Were you not able to buy a pucca house?” He did not answer my question then and asked me to proceed for a bath and we could discuss this over lunch. I saw his children come back from school and relax the most unhygienic corner of the tent. There were lots of ants and mosquitoes coupled with the household dustbin there. I sat for lunch with his family after taking bath in holy but dirty water of Yamuna where they and their neighbouring households used to take bath, wash clothes and use it for multifarious purposes like for drinking and cooking. The condition of water here was worse than the water lakes and tube wells of our village. At least we took great care of not dumping tobacco, plastic bags, paper etc. in the water resources. But, people in the city did not bother. They threw many things from the over bridge. Some even dumped flowers and ashes there.

It was during the lunch time that Ghanshyam told me that it was not easy to acquire a pucca house in the city. He said, “Delhi is very expensive. Whatever I earn is spent on basic amenities of food and clothing. How can I even think of a pucca house when I barely have money to feed my family? I am happy with this so long as the factory adjoining the banks of Yamuna keeps me employed. I do not have to go too far. Therefore, I save on my bus fares and instead send children to school.”

The word ‘fare’ somewhat reminded me of Delhi Metro and I asked him, “Why don’t you try to work in Rithala, Shahdra, and other places as Metro touches many places speedily.”

He looked at me as if he was making a small child understand the harsh truths if life and death, and said, “Metro is not meant for people like us. We earn hardly sixty to seventy rupees a day and can not afford to pay twenty rupees in travelling alone by metro. In the last two years, I have traveled just once by metro when children wanted a picnic. I had to spend eighty rupees that day just to avail metro services coupled with other expenditures amounting to forty rupees.”

At that moment, I kept silent about my desire to travel in metro and thought I would definitely travel one day when I start earning. I was musing over this when his speech interrupted me. He said, “That is why we have chosen to live close to the factory. This ensures our livelihood and cuts down the cost of travelling. Also, we can come home whenever children need our help. By the way, Sunita is also working in the same factory. One person alone can not maintain a family here so we have to be broadminded to let our wives work with us.”

I was surprised when I got to know that bhabhi ji was working in the same factory and carrying on the same work as men. She did not look quite strong. In fact, she was very pale and lean. Then my attention turned to the dry bread and pickle and I slowly consumed it. I thought whole night about what all I had learnt from Ghanshyam that day. I couldn’t even sleep properly as I was waiting for next day to begin because it had in its store a job for me. Ghanshyam was taking me to the factory next morning.

“Get up! Quickly go and take a wash near holy waters on Yamuna else it will get crowded within few minutes”, Ghanshyam warned and woke me up. “Crowded?”, I asked. “Yes, all factory workers, school children, women etc. would come to take bath and wash clothes”, he said. “Oh! It seems similar to what we had in village as water queues near the wells”, I understood.

A close look at the water made me feel that it was not a river but an open drain. The water had a strange odour. I had bath somehow but it took me a lot to convince myself to take a dip in it. What was the use of trying to clean myself in dirty water? But, I had no other alternative.

We went to the factory and the owner agreed to employ me for five rupees an hour. Therefore, my earning largely depended on the number of hours that I could work. 7-8 hours of hard work could fetch me around 35-40 rupees in which it was very difficult to sustain myself. Could this ensure 3 meals a day? What would I send to my family? With great difficulty I made him agree to seven rupees an hour. I had to join the same day.

“What is that big machine used for?” I asked Ghanshyam. “It’s a crane and is used for many purposes. For example, we are using it for throwing the chemical waste in the water. Can you see that charcoal black substance? Those are the chemicals that are left as by products in the factories. Since there are left overs in huge amounts, therefore, cranes are used to dump them. Earlier, more labour was employed to do this job but for last two years since the factory owner has bought a crane, he needs less people for this job”, he answered.

“Technology is kicking at our malnourished and hungry stomachs!” was my immediate reaction. After more introspection and some time spent in silence, I said, “So, this is what makes water smell so bad. Isn’t it?”

“Yes, but it makes work simpler and quicker for the industrialists”, he replied.

By this time, I knew some truths about the city. It was worse than what I had back home. The recent decisions of the Hon’ble Courts of the land were in favour of demolishing slums and using this land for making the city look beautiful for the coming Common Wealth Games. Various thoughts were passing my mind. “Where would I go once the small house in city, even if it is kuccha, is demolished? For how long can one live like a nomad?” But I didn’t have any other option. I had to stay as I had to maintain my family.

I joined work the same day. Months passed by, and my salary thankfully increased from Rs. 5 to Rs. 6. But, there came a gloomy day when the courts ordered relocation of factories and the land given was 40 KM away from the city because, according to them, we were illegal encroachers and the little hub of slums also destroyed the scenic view of the city. We did not want to leave the land but we were pushed outside our small homes and they were destroyed. Our factory owner refused to relocate and decided to close down his work and start with something else. Hundred of us were rendered unemployed. “Where do we go and what do we do?” This question kept haunting us. It had been just one year for me, but for others 5-10 years that they had spent in the city. Our families back home dependent on us for everything.

Everyday we would see men and women in lavish cars, spending their day and night on useless pursuits. They all had abundant money and we were dying for basic amenities. A feeling of anger started building in us with each passing day while we slept on pavements, footpaths and every accessible place. Whatever little savings we had were diminishing. We saw small children dying of malnutrition. Everyone in the city seemed to have turned cold to our plight. They would say, “you shouldn’t have left your homes in village and come here”. I felt like telling them to stay once the way we did.

Ghanshyam and others, coupled with me, failed to secure any other job. It had been over one and a half month. We had drained out our savings completely. Ghanshyam suggested that we should start auto theft or car stereo theft which we could sell in the nearby markets. He knew some places where stolen products are bought. Everyone was bewildered initially. But none had a better option to suggest.

It was a difficult job to do. We decided to move in groups and carry out thefts in clandestine fashion at late hours of the night. These thefts were slowly going on, while the reporting of number of thefts in a day gradually increased in the newspapers.

Once, I and Ghanshyam were caught stealing and the matter was reported to the police. We were taken to the police station and beaten badly. A room behind the bars was the new house in the city awarded to us. The next day, the Hindi daily read, “Stereo theft Gang arrested: City can rest in peace”. Ghanshyam innocently asked me, “Are we such great criminals? We had just taken 1% out of the bounty bestowed on the rich by God”.

I consoled him. It seemed that there was an additional duty imposed on us to be not lured by the wealth of the people in the city. “Did they have any duty towards us?” ”None” They would just look at us as if we were some inconsequential mosquitoes/flies brimming near their food and they would rudely shove us off.

Proceedings had started against us and we were taken to the concerned Magistrate. Everyone looked at us as if we were dreaded criminals. The Magistrate, who seemed to stand in the shoes of those judges who had ordered demolition of our homes across the river valley, started lecturing us, when we pleaded innocent and victims of circumstances. He said, “What is important in criminal law is mens rea and you two had requisite intention to commit theft. Law does not and can not take into consideration the reason for your doing so.” We kept on murmuring, “Sir we can not go back to our villages. There is nothing except barren lands. Our family depends upon us.” The bourgeois class Magistrate could only say, “Theft is not what a law abiding citizen should do. Government does so much for you. There are so many Yojna’s in force. You are giving lame excuses. If you go back to your villages, you can get sufficient food, which the States draw from the Centre. And you get so much there, what is the dire need of moving to the cities and committing crimes. Both of you are guilty of committing theft. You have been charged under the sections correctly. You would be given a legal aid council in the next hearing.”

I could not gather myself. The magistrate, who represented justice, gave us a cold shoulder. I yelled, “Why doesn’t government develop our villages as they develop cities? We won’t need to come here and get locked up in the cells.”

He was blank. Our troubles hardly seemed to bother this resident of the city. We were taken back to the cells. It has been five months now that we are in this small dark cell.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Victim or Criminal?

Victim or Criminal?

I was looking at the beauty of the countryside, the pastures, plants, trees, cattle, farmers and their wives, clear blue sky swarming with birds. The clouds were slowly accompanying us. I could hear co-students debating over petty issues, some academic, legal and judicial officers discussing politics of the country, coupled with the sound of the wind being cut swiftly by the speeding bus. The pace of the wheels below my seat drew my attention to the pace at which our life moves. There is nothing that lasts forever. Our family, friends, wealth, health, body, etc. will leave us when we part from this world and nonetheless these are so precious. How could she, whose file I was holding in my hand, kill her family members? Women are considered to be soft and shy and killing someone needs guts. Killing one’s own family members in a ghastly manner made me conclude that she must be really cruel.

As these thoughts were crossing my mind, a voice interrupted their flow, “Meera! whose file do you have with you?”.

I looked up to find our teacher in charge scribing down the names and case numbers along with students’ names in her record. “Mam, Anamika”.

I saw her writing it down next to my name and move on to other students sitting on the front seats. Her robust health and glowing face made me imagine the physical appearance of ‘Anamika’. She must be robust and dark, with very short hair, thick eye brows, and questioning eyes and full dark lips. Her hands must be coarse and her looks coupled with the way of walking quite masculine. This was the first time that I was trying to visualize a woman whom I had not seen, not spoken to and not even heard of. Her name itself suggested that she did not have any identity. We recognise people by their names and her name meant ‘nameless’ or ‘without a name’. On the contrary, words (nouns) help us identify people and things.

Suddenly, a gust of dust smoldered my face and I realised that we had reached our destination, the Women Cell, where women undertrials and convicts were detained. It had been a long journey and called for some rest but there was paucity of time in which we had to meet our clients, get to know more about the case, research for cases that will help us, prepare our written submissions and oral arguments. I followed the prison officer who was very helpful and instructed us about location of each and everything that we would need. Then she divided us in 10 teams and sent 10 lady constables who had come with us to guide us to the respective cells.

My heart was beating at double pace than normal owing to the excitement that was building within me to see a woman close to my imagination. I noticed on my way the history that walls of the prison premises disclosed. Shrieks, laughter and noise of women prisoners around made me feel very nervous. The lady constable looked at my crossed fingers, smiled and asked, “Are you scared?” I opened my fingers and tried to hide my nervousness and denied. She said, “Don’t worry, she has been here for three years and must have learnt to be disciplined.” ‘Three years’, I thought, and her case was still pending conviction. Would these three years be deducted from the final sentence? Sooner that I expected, I was taken back to the reality from my engrossed state of my mind when the constable called “Anamika!” outside a cell. This made me halt and look inside for response from the woman inside whose back was turned towards us.

She had long hair tied into a bun. She turned her pale face towards us and then her undernourished and lean body walked towards us. “Is she Anamika?” I doubtfully enquired from the lady constable. “Yes” and she walked away. How could she be Anamika? She was so different from my imagination. Her suave wheat like complexion coupled with the eyes that described pain and misery made her look like a saint. She welcomed me with a forlorn smile and said, “I was told some people are coming to help us and thus was expecting you. What is your name? What do you do? Why do you want to help us? Do I need to pay you any money for this? I don’t have relatives, land, wealth or money to pay you any fees…”

I interrupted her by touching her hand which embraced the one of the bars/grill of the cell, cleared my throat and conveyed, “My name is Meera. I am a law student from Faculty of Law. We have come here for our pilot project which is associated with National Legal Service Authority where we render legal aid to the needy free of cost. We have been statutorily allowed under the Legal Service Authority Act, 1987 to argue as legal counsels in the final year of our LL.B programme. We have also been trained in summer vacations for this very purpose to ensure competitive public defence system. We have been assigned cases that are pending for more than 2 years so as to ensure their speedy disposal which would either result in your conviction or acquittal.”

“What is the use of this help from government now? I have lost my only son partly due to jaundice and pneumonia and largely because my presence in prison coupled with the fact that there is no one else to take care of him ensured that he will succumb to the diseases. I have no where to go to – no family, no job due to stigmatization and nothing to do. I can live here for my remaining life”, she gasped with tears flowing down her cheek.

Though she was happily an antithesis to the woman I imagined but at the same time I wanted that she should realise that it was all her mistake. If she had not killed her entire family except her son, she would have been living happily with them and her son would also have received love and affection from her along with a long life. This brought me to the question that had been bothering me from the moment I had read her file, and I asked, “Why did you…”

“You won’t understand. I have gone through a lot. I thought that to suffer in silence was the virtue of an Indian wife. My husband, Rajesh, after few days of our marriage, used to come home drunk late at night and beat me often for not bringing enough dowry. He also used to allege that I had physical relations with men in the locality and the child I was bearing in my womb was not his child and that even I was unaware that from whom I conceived the child. He used to abuse me and say, ‘What would you name him – Benaam or Bebaap’. I swallowed it all silently and consoled myself that once this child comes to the world, it will heal all the wounded relationships. To my surprise, my mother in law and father in law joined my husband in this everyday trial. They used to burn my hand sometimes with a burning hot red iron. I used to wonder whether I will be able to save my child at all.” Her voice faded into tears.

“Why didn’t you go to your parents’ house? Why didn’t you report the matter to police?” I wanted to tell her that there are ways of handling situations and taking life of three persons is not justified.

“My father passed away a month after getting me married and my mother had passed away when I was 10. I had no one to look up to for help. The reason I did not go to police station was that I still thought that things would improve for the better once Chunu comes into our lives”, she sighed. “I did warn them that I’ll report the matter to the police if they treated me like that. The S.P. of the police station in our locality was my husband’s friend and thus they hardly bothered even if I report the matter to the police. Then, Chunu was born to me. The harsh attitude persisted despite the fact that I had given birth to a boy. In fact, they extended this treatment to my son also. Rajesh and his parents used to slap Chunu when he was barely 2 months old. They were monsters.”

By this time, the cruel Anamika had got replaced a meek spectator of anarchy and lawlessness. I was looking at her lifeless eyes which reflected nothing but the meaningless life that she had led. She stepped back and turned her face away from me in order to hide her tears and continued, “One day Rajesh did not return the whole night and came back in the morning with his shirt stained with kumkum and lipstick marks. I grew suspicious and asked him about them. Without listening to me further he started beating me with kicks. Thereafter, he left for his mother’s room. I kept groaning in the pain till evening. I managed to move out of the room around sun set to find no one in the house. Rajesh, his parents and Chunu were missing. I got worried and started waiting for them to return. After a while, the doorbell rang and I rushed to open the door for them. I was surprised to see Rajesh with his three friends. I opened the door and went into kitchen to make tea for them. After serving tea, I proceeded to my room; waiting for them to leave so that I could ask Rajesh about Chunu. The three men entered the room in a flash and caught hold of me. Rajesh came with rope and tied my hands and feet to the bed and put a cloth in my mouth. Then, he left the room. I thought they were going to kill me. The three men raped me one by one. I resisted but my weak body fell inert owing to the extreme pain that I was experiencing. It felt as if the skies above had fallen on my head. The tears had become my adornment now. I could imagine the life that was in store for me. The stigma of being a rape victim haunted me during those hours. Also, I knew that Rajesh and his family would mistreat me all the more after this incident. I had seen him taking money from them while serving them tea but had not understood the reason. I never expected that he will prove to be such a satanic creature. The body ache that he had given me in the morning with his kicks got terrible by the physical, emotional and psychological hurt that he gave me now. After the third man got off, I was on the verge of bleeding to death. I fell unconscious.”

She walked a step further away. I could hear her sighing now. I could understand that it was a painful recollection of worst memories of her life. I wanted to console her but words failed me. For a long time, none of us uttered a word till I felt that some of her strength was restored. I broke the silence, “Did you still not report the matter to the police?”

“One of the three men was his S.P. friend and the other two, the army man and businessman were his relatives. They paid money to Rajesh for their sexual gratification. I used to tolerate when Rajesh used to rape me every night against my wishes because I was his legally wedded wife and I knew that I did not have any legal protection for marital rape. But this time, I wanted to kill him. His parents had aided his programme by preventing their stay at home. They were also planning to get us divorced and then get Rajesh remarried to a wealthy woman in order to get dowry. I overheard their conversation. I realised that I had suffered long enough and silence was no longer a virtue but a vice. Women are trampled under the feet of men because of this very silence. Whom do I call for help? The S.P.? I wanted to teach them a lesson. I wanted to set up an example so that no longer does any man and his parents do this to his wife. Anger had slowly built up to such an extent that it converted into hatred which was directed towards their destruction. This led me to kill them in a ghastly manner”, her voice rose.

“I took Chunu to a distant neighbours’ place on the pretext of getting him medically examined. I told the neighbours that we were to leave that night for our village as there was a death in the family. I left him there. Then, I returned back and spent the time in daily chores. All this while, as I had expected, my husband taunted me and called me a slut. His parents called me a witch who had ruined their sons’ life. I went to my room and thought what I would say if they ask me about Chunu. But none seemed bothered. Chunu was an additional burden to them. It had been hours that I was thinking about things that had transpired in my life. Everything was against my happiness. I did not remember when was I last content and happy. Born in a poor family, I lost my mother at young age and thus had to skip school to handle household chores. Being poorly educated, I could not take up a good job. All I knew was household chores. I could not take up the job of a house maid as I conceived within one month of my marriage when I was 16. My menstrual cycle had barely become regular then. Doctors told me that I was anemic and needed to take extra care. No one bothered for me or for the child in my womb. They had hated us from the core of their heart. I had tried enough to please them by handling the household, making good food for them, cleaning their utensils, washing their clothes, going miles to get clean water and what not. Still, they mistreated us. Wasn’t my mother in law a woman? Why did she extend such treatment to me? Why did my husband marry me? Was it all for money and sex? I felt a wave rushing to my head. It was a wave that inspired me to put an end to this endless and constant suffering. Everybody had slept. I went outside and bolted the doors from the outside. Then, I set the house on fire. By the time, people cam for their rescue, they had already been roasted.”

I could see a spark of victory in her eye. She earnestly felt that she had set up an example for other women who were suffering in Indian households. When Rani Jhansi could be a bold woman, why couldn’t she be? What would I argue for her now? I thought that ‘battered woman syndrome’ argument may hold good but I had no medical evidence. And, in any case R. v. Aluwalia may not be followed by Indian Courts. While I was contemplating various arguments that I could take, she interrupted and asked, “Have I done anything wrong? No body came to my rescue when I needed. Where were state machinery, law and justice? Where were you? I have gone through a lot of pain. You tell me, am I victim or a criminal? What would you have done if you were in my place?”

I gravely wished that I should never be in her shoes. She had taken a bold step which I thought was right but illegal. Justice demands state to control crime and punishments but here the state machinery partook in the crime.

Her eyes were probing mine for an answer. I was speechless.

Can the Third Sex Speak: A Human Rights Perspective

My name is Sachin and I am 23 years old. As a child I always enjoyed putting make-up like `vibhuti' or `kum kum[1]' and my parents always saw me as a girl. I am male but I only have female feelings. I used to help my mother in all the housework like cooking, washing and cleaning. Over the years I started assuming more of the domestic responsibilities at home. The neighbours started teasing me. They would call out to me and ask: `Why don't you go out and work like a man?' or `Why are you staying at home like a girl?' But I liked being a girl. I felt shy about going out and working. Relatives would also mock and scold me on this score. Every day I would go out of the house to bring water. And as I walked back with the water I would always be teased. I felt very ashamed. I even felt suicidal. How could I live like that? But my parents never protested. They were helpless.[2]

Baklas[3], Berdaches[4], Serres[5], Hijras[6], Jogappas, Shiv shaktis, Aravanis[7]- These are the various names given to the Eunuch Community all over the world. This community traces back its roots in a well established culture of more than 4000 years in an Indian epic like Mahabharata. The legend in the Mahabharata is that Aravan, the son of Arjuna and Nagakanya, offers to be sacrificed to Goddess Kali to ensure the victory of the Pandavas in the Kurukshetra war. The only condition that he made was to spend the last night of his life in matrimony. Since no woman was willing to marry one who was doomed to be killed, Krishna assumes the form of a beautiful woman called Mohini and marries him. The Hijras of Tamil Nadu consider Aravan their progenitor and call themselves aravanis.

In common parlance, “Human Rights” refer to basic rights which a person is entitled to enjoy for being born as a human being. A formal description of these basic rights is found in the Universal Declaration on Human Rights which contains a Preamble followed by thirty articles providing for civil, political, economic, social and cultural rights including the right to live, liberty, security, prohibition against slavery, torture, inhuman, degrading or cruel treatment, equality before law, right to education, right to privacy, freedom of movement, speech, religion etc. The world is championing the cause of Human Rights, especially atrocities against women and children. However, even after an existence of over 40 centuries, no steps have been taken to assure the eunuchs of their social, cultural, civil, political and economic rights. They are marginalized and discriminated against. They meet social ostracism from the heterosexual society which believes in the colonial binaries of male and female and specific roles have been assigned to both. The hegemony of heterosexuality is created by culture and society, and human psychology becomes a prey to this dominant ideology[8]. The patriarchal society creates this distinction between man and woman as being superior and inferior. If any man deviates from this yardstick, behaves in an effeminate or womanish fashion, and imitates the ‘weaker sex’, then he is labeled as being abnormal. Due regard is not given to his transsexuality.[9] His own family and society pose questions like- why don’t you go out and work like a man? Why are you staying at home like a girl?[10]

The Family
Ever since I can remember, I have always identified myself as a woman. I lived in Namakkal, a small town in Tamil Nadu. When I was in the 10th standard I realised that the only way for me to be comfortable was to join the Hijras community. It was then that my family found out that I frequently met Hijras who lived in the city. One day, when my father was away, my brother, encouraged by my mother, started beating me with a cricket bat. I locked myself in a room to escape from the beatings. My mother and brother then tried to break into the room to beat me up further. Some of my relatives intervened and brought me out of the room. I related my ordeal to an uncle of mine who gave me Rs.50 and asked me to go home. Instead, I took the money and went to live with a group of Hijras in Erode.[11]
The institution of family plays a significant role in the marginalization of Hijras and Kothis.[12] Instead of protecting their child from the violence inflicted by the larger society, the family is often an arena where the intolerances prevalent in society get enacted. They have to face daily humiliation and beatings from the family itself.
Then one day my parents asked me to leave the village to avoid the shame. “Go work somewhere else”, they said. I don’t know how to read or write, I never went to school, how would I ever get a job? That night I cried a lot. I realised that for my parents respect in society was much more important than their own son. I drank some rat poison, hoping to kill myself. But I started throwing up which woke my parents up. They rushed me to the hospital where I recovered. I told my parents, “You wanted me to leave, I have nowhere to go. No education. No skills. I wanted to kill myself.”[13]
And once they become financially independent, the attitude of the family changes drastically. They still resist the concept of being a eunuch but are willing to use the money which their eunuch child brings home.
I am beginning to see a change in the way my family treats me. Now because I am earning, my mother wants me to stay at home. When I go back to the village, no one says anything, because I am earning now. My mother asks me for a fan, a tape recorder, a new stove. I have been giving them money for all this. I have also bought jewellery and other presents for my sisters’ kids.[14]
The Media

Media plays an important role in hegemonising heterosexuality by reinforcing the gender stereotypes. Media addresses them as lurid, sleazy and evil. In December 2002, Chandini, a Hijra from Bangalore, died of severe burns in her home. The Hijra community alleged that her husband, who had a long-standing relationship with her, had murdered her for money, and demanded that an impartial probe be held. The police refused and stuck to their version that it was a case of suicide. The local newspapers, including Police News, portrayed the incident as an exciting romantic tryst between two strangers, in which the unsuspecting man discovered the true sexual identity of the wily Hijra. An article in Lankesh Patrike by R. Somnath described Hijras as freaks of the underworld, half man half woman, almost devilish in their customs and practices. This reminds me of Edward Said’s work according to which the Occident seeks to define the Orient in this light. There is always an ‘otherness’ about the other which is darker than the self and is based on a desire to establish a supremacy over the other by so projecting it. The use of the word “eunuch” or “napumsaka” itself stems from the patriarchal notion of masculinity and sexual potency. Time and again, media seeks to define and lay the standards of being “normal” as being heterosexual. The Chandni case reveals how Chandni’s sexual and cross gender identity is seen not as a choice but as a deception, a trick to lure innocent men with.

In recent Bollywood movies, Masti and Kal Ho Na Ho, a mockery of homosexuality was the essence of the comedy revealing how the yardstick of heterosexuality reigns supreme. When sexual minorities are present on television shows or movies or serials it is unfortunate that the roles they play often tend to enforce prevalent stereotypes.
Though “homosexual” is too narrow a term to encompass “eunuch” community, yet media can help to increase tolerance of sexual diversity in society by bringing into people's homes images of unfamiliar sexual identities. The media can play a role in making the population more - or less - comfortable with these ways of living and can do away with the gender stereotypes to spread awareness in the society.
The Law

The Criminal Tribes Act of 1871

The eunuchs are exploited in a double bondage in the colonial and patriarchal legal system. Colonial perception of eunuchs as expressed by a British officer Mac Munn in relation to criminal tribes is that they are absolutely the scum, the flotsam and the jetsam of Indian life, of no more regard than the beasts of the field.[15] The term "criminal tribes" was concocted by the British rulers that targeted itinerant communities comprising entertainers such as singers, dancers, acrobats, tight rope walkers, fortune tellers etc. and entered the public vocabulary for the first time when a piece of legislation called the Criminal Tribes Act was passed in 1871 (hereinafter referred to as CTA). It notified about 150 tribes around India as criminal, giving the police wide powers to arrest them and monitor their movements. The effect of this law was simple: just being born into one of those 150 tribes made one a criminal. The link between criminality and sexual non conformity was made explicit in 1897 Amendment to the Criminal Tribes Act of 1871, which was subtitled ‘An Act for the Registration of Criminal Tribes and Eunuchs’. Under the provisions of this statute, a eunuch was “deemed to include all members of the male sex who admit themselves, or on medical inspection clearly appear, to be impotent”. The local government was required to keep a register of the names and residences of all eunuchs who were “reasonably suspected of kidnapping or castrating children or committing offences under Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code.”[16] Any eunuch so registered who appeared “dressed or ornamented like a woman in a public street…or who dances or plays music or takes part in any public exhibition, in a public street… (Could) be arrested without any warrant and punished with imprisonment of upto two years or with a fine or both”.

After India became independent, the Constitution framers thought of bringing all such groups out of entrenched prejudices and to develop them socially and economically, so that they could enjoy the constitutional right of equality. Nonetheless, it took them half a decade to repeal the CTA, 1871, and its two concomitant Acts — Habitual Offenders Act (HOA) and Habitual Offenders Restrictions Act (HORA) in 1952. But, once labelled as criminals, the social stigma continues and the society still harbours the same prejudices and false notions created by the British rule. The prejudice creeps not only into individuals but also social groups. These ex-criminals continue to be identified, treated and persecuted as born criminals not only by individual groups but by society at large. Even in police records, despite orders to the contrary, they remain criminals. If there is any criminal act, the “Criminal Tribes” of the nearest settlement are suspected. Not only are they arrested without any warrant and detained but beaten up and tortured to obtain a confession. However, it is the poor, marginal and deprived social groups who are worst affected and are at the receiving end. Their marginality results from racial, sexual, ethnic, social, linguistic, and cultural discrimination. Although "prejudice is a common human instinct yet state-sponsored prejudice can spell disaster for humanity".

Discrimination

There is but one law for all; namely, that law which governs all law, - the law of our Creator, the law of humanity, justice, equity; the law of nature and nations.[17]

Universal Declaration holds that “all human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights”[18] and that “everyone is entitled to all rights”.[19] In other words, everyone irrespective of gender, race, caste, creed etc. is entitled to human rights. Human rights and personal liberty are closely connected to human dignity. Human dignity means that an individual or a group feels self respect and self worth. It is concerned with the physical and psychological integrity and empowerment. It is harmed by the unfair treatment premised on personal traits or circumstances which do not relate to individual needs, capacities or merits. It is enhanced by laws which are sensitive to the needs, capacities, and merits of different individuals, taking into account the context underlying their differences. Human dignity is harmed when individuals or groups are marginalized, ignored or devalued, and is enhanced when laws recognize the full pace of all individuals and groups within society.[20] Right to Dignity has not been specifically provided as a Fundamental Right in the Indian Constitution, but the Supreme Court in its ever expanding scope of Article 21 has included Right to Dignity as part of Right to Life.[21] In Francis Coralie v. Union Territory of Delhi[22], Bhagwati J. opined:

“We think that the right to life includes the right to live with human dignity and all that goes along with it, namely the bare necessities of life such as adequate nutrition, clothing and shelter over the head and the facilities for reading, writing and expressing oneself in diverse forms, freely moving about and mixing and commingling with fellow human beings.”

Rejection of any rights is discrimination as per Article 2, paragraph 1 of International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights[23] and Article 1 of the Convention on Elimination of all forms of Racial Discrimination.[24] Though the term ‘Human Rights’ has not been expressly used, but the humanitarian character of the constitution is emphasized in the Preamble itself, which seeks to secure to all citizens[25]:

JUSTICE social, economic and political;
LIBERTY of thought, expression, belief, faith and worship;
EQUALITY of status and of opportunity; and to promote among them all
FRATERNITY assuring the dignity of the individual and the unity and integrity of the
nation.

Despite the fact that Indian constitution also guarantees equal treatment and protection, irrespective of sex, religion, caste, etc., the rights are granted on the basis of gender. The fundamental rights exist for the rich and the affluent. Poor have neither access to courts nor education to claim fundamental rights. In North and Central India, Hijras, who have contested and won elections to local and state bodies, are now facing challenges. In February 2003, the Madhya Pradesh High Court struck down the election of Kamala Jaan as the Mayor of the Municipal Corporation of Katni. The logic given by the court was that since Kamala Jaan was not a woman, she could not contest the seat, which was reserved for women. What to talk of contesting elections, some are not even given right to vote, right to claim a formal identity through a passport, a ration card, a driver’s license, right to education[26], right to health, right to employment, right to own property, right to marry etc. Indian administration requires identification of gender, judged in accordance to the biological standards as male or female, for every purpose- admission, registration, ration, voting cards, passport, etc. There is no place for the third sex in these columns[27]. They are marginalized and isolated which results in discrimination in terms of access to education, employment, health care, etc. - a direct violation of their fundamental rights.

Apart from this, they are denied a right to sexual identity because they are not born in accordance with ‘biological standards’ required by law and society. Psychology does not play a role in this. For example in Corbett v Corbett[28], it was held that the sex of a person is determined at birth in accordance with stated biological criteria and without any considerations of the person's psychological sex. This disparity between their appearance and their official identification creates innumerable legal and social problems. Eunuchs in India often like to identify as ‘third sex’, while some prefer to be identified as ‘women’, but they are denied both the status.

The Indian Constitution guarantees that states have an obligation to ensure that no one faces discrimination on the basis of sex. ‘Sexual identity’ is an essential component of human expression, and inherent in the fundamental right to freedom of expression.

The educated English speaking eunuchs do not face this treatment because of their social and economic status in the society. They become fashion designers, interior decorators, hair stylists etc. Someone has rightly said that written laws like spider’s webs only entangle and hold the poor and weak, while the rich and powerful easily break through them.

Indian Penal Code

Sexual Reassignment Surgery

According to two main diagnostic systems used in Indian medical establishment, transsexualism is defined as a ‘gender identity disorder’. The doctors usually prescribe a Sexual Reassignment Surgery (SRS), which currently resorts to hormone therapy and surgical reconstruction and may include electrolysis, speech therapy and counselling. Surgical construction could include the removal of male sex organs and the construction of female ones.

Under Section 320[29] of the Indian Penal Code (IPC) 'emasculating' (castrating) someone is causing him 'grievous hurt' for which one can be punished. And under Section 322[30], IPC even 'voluntarily causing grievous hurt' is a punishable offence. Therefore even if one voluntarily (with consent) chooses to emasculate oneself the doctor will be liable to punishment under this provision and the person undergoing the emasculation could also be punished for 'abetting', aiding in this offence. Since government hospitals and qualified private practitioners do not usually perform Sexual Reassignment Surgery due to fear of prosecution, many Hijras go to quacks, thus placing themselves at serious risk. Very few eunuchs, who can find the resources and a willing doctor, manage to get surgeries like castration but again they are performed in highly surreptitious circumstances, leaving little space for quality, efficiency and accountability. As a result most eunuchs all over the country continue to follow traditional practices of castration that often result in fatal consequences. This is a direct violation of the right to health care, which has been held to constitute an important element of the fundamental right to life. Neither the Indian Council for Medical Research (ICMR) nor the Medical Council of India (MCI) has formulated any guidelines to be followed in SRS.
Frustration and hunger pangs drove a eunuch 40-year-old Iqbal[31] to amputate his underdeveloped genitals. Though his behaviour and physical features were more like a eunuch but, due to the presence of genitals, in vestigial form, he was being not accepted in the community. He neither used to get any share out of the collections made by the community, nor was he accepted as an employee by the outside world for obvious reasons. As a result, he had to live at the mercy of a few 'generous' eunuchs who, however, used to exploit him for the little they spared. Therefore, he decided to get them chopped off from a quack who stitched it haphazardly along with the urethra, thereby closing the urinary track. However, as soon as the urinary bladder swelled with liquid, the bleeding started profusely. When these inferior treatments could not bring any relief, Iqbal rushed to medical college. Such horrid incidents reveal the importance of SRS in the life of a transsexual.

Sodomy

Section 377[32] of the Indian Penal Code criminalizes carnal intercourse which is against the order of nature. This section is intended to punish sodomy, buggery and bestiality. Over 50 countries have blocked anti-sodomy laws.[33]In many countries, the law does not expressly permit or prohibit the acts of sodomy. Moreover, in some countries, bills have been passed and are waiting for necessary legislation to decriminalize such acts. In the remaining part of the globe, such acts are punishable. Despite this law which punishes sodomy, the acts are still performed.

But the entire queer people in India, particularly the Hijras and Kothi sex worker population, are vulnerable to harassment under Section 377. Going by the nature of availability of space, most often it is the marginalized populations who engage in the sexual activity proscribed under this section in public areas such as parks and public toilets and hence end up being vulnerable to arrest.

Immoral Trafficking Prevention Act, 1986

Immoral Trafficking Prevention Act, 1986 (hereinafter referred to as ITPA) is another Indian State’s regulation of prostitution whose mandate is to prevent the traffic of women and children into prostitution. The objective of the law on trafficking is not to criminalize prostitution per se but to criminalize brothel keeping, trafficking, pimping and soliciting. The enforcement of ITPA targets the visible figure of the sex worker and generally spares the hidden and powerful system that supports the institution of sex work. Under the amended act, there is shift of focus from women (female gender) to any person (any other gender). Sex work, however, is allowed to exist as ‘a necessary evil’ because it serves a male sexual need, but its practice has to be continually hedged around with legal structures, police harassment and intimidation. For many Hijras and Kothis, sex work is the only option because no one is willing to employ them because of their gender identity. Even as commercial sex workers, Hijras are the most vulnerable group as they are placed right at the bottom of the hierarchy of sex workers. This results in their having little bargaining power and being unable to ensure that their customers practice safe sex. They are also at the risk of violence both from the customers and the police.

The State Machinery

Once I met a man but he was a police officer. He asked me to come and have sex with him. I asked for Rs.50 but he said that he would only give me Rs.20. I said o.k. and started sucking him. But after he came he just walked away. I stopped him and asked him for my money but he said that he won’t pay. I told him that I would complain, and he laughed at me stating that I had no proof. Then I showed him the condom, tied carefully in a knot that still had his sperm. He said, “Who knows that it’s mine?” and left the place.[34]

The harassment and surveillance by the police sometimes extends into privacy of their homes. The place with the most scope for abuse is the police station where the police, on a regular basis, violate all the canons of civilized behavior by physically, sexually and verbally abusing and humiliating Hijras and Kothis. Eunuchs are stripped; their private parts are probed with sticks on the pretext of determining their sexual identity. And if police is not convinced, they are raped.[35]

A policeman caught Sachin[36], a eunuch and took him in the bushes and asked him to remove his clothes to see if he could get his penis up. He started hitting Sachin with Lathi, took Rs. 100 from him and raped him. Similarly, Smita[37] was taken to Cubbon Park Police station where on her way she was sexually harassed and when she reached the Police Station, she was sexually abused. Some men have also extended this treatment to the third sex; they rape them and run away without paying money. Some also run away with the clothes. These are indeed shocking and brutal instances of sexual violence but have become everyday reality of life of Hijras and Kothi sex workers in some parts of India.

As observed by Upendra Baxi, the reason why the sexuality of Hijras incites such gratuitous violence could be twofold. First, since sexuality is often the most intimate part of a person, sexual abuse and violence can be seen as the most systematic tool for dehumanizing an individual. Second, the sexual nature of the violation can be understood as an apt punishment for a transgressive sexuality.[38]

The first PUCL report indicates that the police capitalize on the fears of the queer community and deeper societal homophobia in order to blatantly subject queer people to all forms of harassment and violence, knowing fully well that the third sex will never speak against the state machinery and even if they do so, well, who will listen?

Role of Civil Society

The weed of discrimination against the third sex is embedded in both State and Civil society. The violence that this community faces is not only due to the State but also has deep societal roots. The stereotypes of heterosexuality are frequently enforced by media, family and law and it punishes an individual who subverts this social order.

We don’t need you to love us, or give us anything to eat, just treat us like human beings.[39]
The UN laid MDGs have to be achieved uniformly by all states. It has overlooked the eunuch community which is poorest of the poor, and, more oppressed and marginalised of the downtrodden sections. The fruits of globalisation and development do not reach this section of the society. The MDGs are not sufficient to pacify special needs of each country based on inherent difference in their social, cultural and historical backgrounds. The responsible members of International Community should make an attempt to sub categorize the goals to include the eunuch community as target groups in poverty alleviation and literacy programme etc. in the Millennium Development Goals.
The time has come when we should fight for the rights of sexual minorities. We should not stand aside and witness the gross and systematic violations of human rights. The human rights movement depends on government compliance with international covenants and conventions which become binding, contractual treaties with the authority of law only when the state agrees of its own free will to accept the obligations contained therein; and victim advocacy for these rights.

The question then is that how will the suppressed and oppressed third sex speak for itself when it has no access to resources from which it can know or assert its rights? We must, as citizens of India, members of International Community and as Human Rights Advocates, reach out to them and educate them about their rights and help them fight for justice. We can speak on their behalf right now, but a time will come when the third sex will be able to speak for themselves!


[1] A red coloured powdered substance used for decoration by women in India.
[2]Sachin’s Story, A Peoples Union for Civil Liberties (Karnataka) Report on Human Rights Violations against the Transgender Community, released in September 2003.
[3] Philippines
[4] American Indian Tribes
[5] Africa
[6] India
[7] India
[8] Ideology represents the imaginary relation of individuals to their real conditions of existence. It is a system of cultural assumptions that serves to perpetuate or otherwise is put to work in the maintenance of social and civil relationships. Ideology is the generic term for the processes by which meaning is produced, challenged, reproduced and transformed. Barret Michele, Ideology and Cultural Production of Gender.
[9] A transsexual is a person who has the internal and external bodily features of one sex, but has the irrefutable conviction that he or she belongs to the opposite sex. Generally, together with this conviction there is present a strong desire to alter their physical appearance so that it conforms to that of the desired sex. Transsexuals are different from transvestites, who identify with the opposite sex in varying ways by dressing up in clothes of the opposite sex (occasionally or frequently) or even adopting an opposite gender identity, without any desire to go through a sex change. It is not a sexual orientation. A transsexual person could be heterosexual, bisexual, gay or lesbian. Gupta Alok, Transgender, Law and Civil Rights, http://www.lawyerscollective.org/lc-hiv-aids/magazine_articles/april_2002.htm.
[10] Supra Note 2.
[11] Supra Note 2.
[12] Kothi is a term used to describe male homosexuals who take on the female role; they are largely from a non-English-speaking lower middle-class background. Many kothis marry owing to family pressure but continue to have same sex relationships. There is a symbolic relationship between kothis and Hijrass, which has been strengthened because of the lack of other support systems for kothis in cities and smaller towns. Narrain Sidharth, Being a Eunuch, http://www.countercurrents.org/gen-narrain141003.htm.
[13] Supra Note 2.
[14] Supra Note 2.
[15] Baxi Upendra, Human Rights Violations against the Transgender Community: A PUCL Report
[16] Supra Note 18.
[17] Burke
[18] Article 1, Universal Declaration of Human Rights.
[19] Article 2, Universal Declaration of Human Rights.
[20] Dicta of Iacobucci J., Law v. Canada [1999] 1 SCR 497 c.f. Halpern & Ors. v. Attorney General &Ors., Canada, 10 June 2003.
[21] Srivastava, B.P , Goel, Anurag; Human Rights Vis a Vis The Indian Constitution (A Glance at the Provisions and the Case Laws)
[22] (1981) 1 SCC 608.
[23] Article 2, paragraph 1, of the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights obligates each State party to respect and ensure to all persons within its territory and subject to its jurisdiction the rights recognised in the Covenant without distinction of any kind, such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property birth or other status. Article 26 not only entitles all persons to equality before the law as well as equal protection of the law but also prohibits any discrimination under the law and guarantees to all persons equal and effective protection against discrimination on any ground such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property, birth or other status.
[24] Article 1 of the Convention on the Elimination of All Forms of Racial Discrimination defines such discrimination as meaning: any distinction, exclusion, restriction or preference based on ... which has the purpose or effect of nullifying or impairing the recognition, enjoyment or exercise on an equal footing of human rights and fundamental freedoms in the political, economic, social, cultural or any other field of public life. The United Nations Human Rights Committee prepared a General Comment in 1989 (General Comment 18, 37th Session, 1989) saying it believed that the term discrimination, as used in the International Covenant on Civil and Political Rights, should be understood: to imply any distinction, exclusion, restriction or preference which is based on any ground such as ... and which has the purpose or effect of nullifying or impairing the recognition, enjoyment or exercise by all persons, on an equal footing, of all rights and freedoms.
[25] Supra Note 24.
[26] Article 41 provides “The State shall, within the limits of its economic capacity and development make effective provision for securing the right to work, to education and to public assistance…”; Article 45 provides “The State shall endeavour to provide, within a period of 10 years from the commencement of this constitution, for free and compulsory education for children until they complete the age of 14 years.”
[27] The columns should ask for Male, or Female or Others.
[28] Probate, Divorce and Admiralty Division, 2nd Feb, 1970
[29] Grievous hurt.- The following kinds of hurt only are designated as “grievous”:-
First. - Emasculation…
[30] Voluntarily causing grievous hurt.- Whoever voluntarily causes hurt, if the hurt which he intends to cause or knows himself to be likely to cause is grievous hurt and if the hurt which he causes is grievous hurt, is said “voluntarily to cause grievous hurt”.
[31] Lucknow--Horrifying tale of a eunuch. http://www.avitale.com/VL.247-12.16.2002.htm#[6]
[32] Section 377- Unnatural offences.- whoever voluntarily has carnal intercourse against the order of nature, with man, woman, or animal shall be punished with imprisonment for life, or with imprisonment of either description for a term which may extend to ten years, and shall also be liable to fine.
Explanation: Penetration is sufficient to constitute the carnal intercourse necessary to the offence described under this section.
[33] Albania, Anguilla, Armenia, Australia (Northern Territory, Queensland, Tasmania, Victoria, Western Australia), Austria, Azerbaijan, Belarus, Canada, Cayman Islands, Chile, China, Croatia, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Ecuador, Estonia, Finland, Germany, Great Britain, Greece, Greenland, Hong Kong, Hungary, Iceland, Ireland, Israel, Italy, Kazakhstan, Korea, Latvia, Liechtenstein, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Macau, Malta, Moldova, Monaco, Montserrat, New Zealand, Romania, Russia, San Marino, Slovakia, Spain, Turks & Caicos Islands, Ukraine and Yugoslavia (Serbia).
[34] Supra Note 2.
[35] Sahay Smita, Revati, a eunuch in India's 'third sex': Ridiculed, persecuted, shunned. http://www.greatreporter.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=108
[36] Supra Note 18.
[37] Supra Note 18.
[38] Supra Note 18.
[39] Sahay Smita, Kajol, a eunuch in India's 'third sex': Ridiculed, persecuted, shunned. http://www.greatreporter.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=108

Is India Shining?

The Development Authorities and the Government have been subjecting citizens of Delhi to extreme hardship under the banner of "Chalo Delhi". What would a common man see, except malls, in Delhi, to which he would have no access, partly because of low income of a middle class man and partly because he would be completely unemployed by the time this project gets completed and may have shifted to another area. It seems that Delhi would only be a place for the rich. What lawless law authorises the authorities or the Hon'ble judges to turn a man outside his job? And, then we say that we have a right to livelihood. It is time that this destructive decision is overruled. Do we want to present a picture to the world, at the time of commonwealth games, that Delhi is like New York with its tall buildings, while stealing the historical wealth of Delhi, especially old Delhi area. The glory and attraction of Delhi is precisely because of what it is now and not what it would be.