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Labor Day...

 International Labor Day is celebrated on May 1, today it has been 137 years and if I talk in seconds then 4,323,283,200 seconds... and this second needle is increasing.... well! It is being celebrated in India since May 1, 1923, which has completed its 100 years in India.....

What is this day after all?

Would it be right if it is seen only as a symbol of a red flag (in the context of India) or is the government really sensitive about the workers or they are seen only from the point of view of votes….

Because when I look at today's laborer, that laborer looks just like Nirla's " वह तोड़ती पत्थर"... Where the demand was about the time of a work, it is the same as it is, no changes are visible in it. If he spends 24 hours then he gets bread for two times and maybe this is the truth and it has to be accepted..... Even today we remember the songs of Ludhianvi in such an atmosphere,

"China-o-Arab is ours, India is ours

There is no home to live, the whole world is ours

Sino-o-Arab ours ...


The shed has also been taken away, the benches have also been taken away

Our caravan now roams the streets

Your pockets are empty, why would you abuse otherwise

That sentry of ours, that neighbor of ours

Sino-o-Arab our ...


Seths have divided all the buildings

Footpaths of Bombay are our homes

We are calenders to sleep, sack monkeys come

Every door here is our secret

Sino-o-Arab our ...


Training is incomplete, wages are not available

Does anyone know our pain

Sino-o-Arab our ...


My condition is thin, but my blood is thick

Made of steel, every young man of ours

Together we will decorate this country like this

Our whole world will be amazed

Sino-o-Arab ours..."


that was all there was to write today

"Happy Labor Day! May all workers and labors be recognized for their hard work and dedication, and receive fair compensation for their efforts"

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