Our Ruthless Life

One fine morning, I woke up with heavy head, mind with full of tensions and pessimism. Alright, then I got to see this photo somehow over whatsapp. This photo was taken on the day, when the Document Verification was completed successfully for BPSC TRE 1.0 Examination. This day, where even before writing the written examination we all were so much in hopes, happy with joyous heart. We were hopping for the best to receive in future and it did arrive for us. I joined as teacher with my 8 days older baby, worked in harsh climating conditions of cold weather with such a young baby for regular of 90 days (as per rule, no leaves are permitted for 90 days), then I took maternity leave. Huh ! Those 90 days were much of pain bearer for me. Maternity leave can be taken unless your baby turns up to 6 months older. So I did. Now, after 4 days my Maternity leaves are getting over and I am so much in distress now.

I am being posted to another district, to a remote location inaccessible to every basic amenities. You need to struggle for your existence, basics like the clean drinking water, closed washroom, toilets, electricity. And on top of these, I am solely responsible to manage my and my 9 months older babies everyday routines alongwith attending schools from 8:45 am to 4:30 p.m. 

Now, it reminds me of my beautiful days when I weren't a Government Employee. Once I was a software engineer, another I was a lecturer in suburbs of Mumbai. Both of these work places offered ambient atmosphere to their employees. For instance, if you have babies, you can leave them in Nursery with aaya, meanwhile you get time, you can even visit your children and nurse them. This way one can peacefully concentrate on their job. Another the employee sitting area offers Cosy Sofa, Moving cushion wheelchairs, RO cold drinking clean water, a dining area along with two installed one tons AC. Wow, you can rest there for hours, no hesitations and what a peace. Working become so intresting and you devote yourselves thoroughly into your work. Alas! But wait a minute here, No chairs to sit. No management of proper drinking water, No Electricity, No canteen, No Hygiene, No proper toilets, No aaya to take care of your child. With all tears in my eyes, pain in heart. Me and my baby have to bear along with this. This is my own chosen destiny even if under pressure.