@divyamittal_IAS अनावश्यक राजनीतिक दबाव।
ईमानदार अधिकारी
रिंकू सिंह
अमिताभ ठाकुर
दिव्या मित्तल
कई लोगों की लिस्ट है ।
वजह जो भी हो लेकिन दिव्या मित्तल का कार्यकाल भी अविस्मरणीय रहा है।
@divyamittal_IAS bjp ke neta ko inauguration me nahi bulaya isliye Aisa hua. gao me pani ye leke aayi aur credit chahiye tha mla ko jo khud gao me pani nahi aane Dena chahta tha.bjp bhakto se bada desh ka gaddar aaj ki date me koi nahi. doob maro.
मैं सिद्धि सिंह, विवेकानंद विद्या मंदिर सेक्टर 2 धुर्वा रांची की छात्रा हूं। मेरा कसूर मात्र इतना है कि स्कूल के द्वारा जबरन बढ़ाई जा रही फीस और सिलेबस का विरोध मेरे पिता के द्वारा किया गया, और इसकी शिकायत उपायुक्त रांची और स्कूल से किया गया। बदले में आज चार महीना बीत जाने के बाद भी स्कूल ने मेरा एडमिशन नहीं लिया। जबकि मेरे द्वारा लगातार 2 - 3 महीने तक बकाया फीस अकाउंट में जमा करने के लिए स्कूल दौड़ लगाया गया, लेकिन मानसिक रूप से प्रताड़ित करने के अलावा कोई निष्कर्ष नहीं निकला, इसकी शिकायत DC रांची, CBSE और अन्य सभी जगहों पर किया। लेकिन किसी ने भी मेरा साथ नहीं दिया, जबकि मेरे द्वारा DC रांची, DSE रांची, CBSE रांची के ही आदेशों का पालन किया जा रहा था।
अब मैं स्कूल नहीं जाती घर में ही रहती हूं, सिस्टम में बैठे लोगों ने मिलकर मेरा भविष्य खराब कर दिया। माननीय उच्च न्यायालय झारखंड से अनुरोध है कि मुझे इंसाफ दिलाया जाए।
सिद्धि सिंह
छात्रा, विवेकानंद विद्या मंदिर सेक्टर 2 धुर्वा रांची।
@san_x_m Illegal mining is a menace to society. The District Collector did an outstanding job, but she can't survive like this. In our country, from top to bottom, corruption is everywhere. If you are an honest person, you end up feeling suffocated.
Her name is Mugdha Sinha.
She was four years old when her father, an air force pilot, died in a crash while serving the country. Decades later she took his place in her own way, and in fifteen years of service she was transferred thirteen times, because she would not let the mining mafia work in peace.
Her father, Squadron Leader Gur Swaroop Sinha, had flown in the wars of 1962 and 1971. He died on duty in a crash in Ladakh in 1978.
Her mother raised her and her two sisters alone in Agra, and raised them to aim high. In class five, when a teacher asked her to write down her life goal, her mother told her what to write. That she would become an officer of the Indian Administrative Service.
She did. She cleared the civil services examination with the eighth rank in the country and joined in 1999.
In 2010 she was sent to Jhunjhunu in Rajasthan. In the sixty three years since independence, no woman had ever been district collector there. She assumed it would be a quiet posting after the large districts she had already run.
It was not. The district was being eaten alive by illegal mining. She saw what that meant the day an explosion in an illegal mine killed three labourers, and the bodies were found in a state she has never been able to describe without difficulty.
When the investigation began, not one person would admit to owning the mine. Nobody was willing to pay the families a single rupee. Three men had died and, officially, nobody had employed them.
She refused to let that stand. She went after the mines. She seized truckloads of explosives on their way to illegal digs in the Aravalli hills.
She struck at the sand mafia and the liquor mafia. She stopped illegal road construction and shut down the black marketing of cooking gas cylinders.
The threats came at night, in anonymous phone calls. The pressure came from people with political weight. And soon enough she was transferred out.
Thirteen transfers in fifteen years is not misfortune. It is the price list for doing the job honestly.
She says the public support she received was worth all of it. Her father gave his life in uniform. She has spent her career refusing to make his kind of service look cheap.