New Delhi: Forty-year-old Deb Mandal, a housekeeping staff at a Metro station was still on his eight-hour shift when the rising sun ushered in the first day of the month of May, a day that celebrates the 'triumph of labour'.
Mandal, a migrant from a village in West Bengal's Burdwan district finds it hard to reconcile with the ‘cut throat life’ in a metropolis."People like me cannot afford a luxury like Labour Day. The day is a joke for us. My shift began at 10 pm and in the morning I will be working in a private company. But, I wish I too could enjoy the day," said Mandal.
A contractual employee, Mandal switches between two jobs to supplement his poor income. "Living in Delhi becomes too heavy on the pockets,. I will try to rest or catch a nap for some minutes after I am done mopping the floor and shining the glasses. But, I have to make sure the passengers wake up to a spotless Delhi Metro, it is our pride after all," says the migrant.
And, if the buildings of the metro housed such poignant lives behind their swanky facade, the streets of the Capital play host to the 'hard lives' of rickshaw-pullers and daily wagers, most of whom are unaware even of the significance the day holds to their lives.
Umesh, who hails from Araria district in Bihar when asked what May 1 signifies, replied"I miss my hometown everyday. This rickshaw is my 'rozi-roti' (source of earning a living) and we can't eat if don't labour," says Umesh. Drawing attention to the "less than fortunate" lives of his brethren, many of whom spend their days and nights practically in the 'tough streets', he says. "Azadi to aap logon ko mili hay, humey nahin (Only few have earned Independence, we are yet to gain freedom)". "I may be lucky that I can earn and with family support can afford a roof over our head. But, go and see those rickshaw-wallahs lives in Minto Road and Karol Bagh. See, how they hang by their seats to catch a few moments of rest. And now with this summer, their woes will only magnify," added further.
