Child career is going to be affected due to this mindless policies. Continue with what ever language options that they were offered by CBSE for the last few years, This change should happen at a slow place but not in a haste.
Trans people are among the safest groups of people I have ever been around in my life, hell even my 2 best friends are Trans! I want them to live life as their truest and fullest selves. An attack on Trans people's right and freedom of expression is an attack to everyone!
Just because you have authority of supreme court, you can not do anything with the lives of animals who are voiceless. If court’s intention is really with the wellbeing of the dogs, the judge would have never passed such ridiculous legislation. Court has not provided any details such where they would keep dogs, what about their health and meals in the shelters? How would they even have enough space for themselves? On top of it, why can not anyone adopt the dogs? The type of rules show directly the fishy and very vicious intentions of the court- that they want to kill them and export their meat and hide their agenda under the name of Street Dogs wellness?! As a citizen, I want to raise a strong voice against this cruelty. I am signing this petition to protect the stray dogs and I strongly disagree with Supreme Court’s decision to remove the stray dogs from streets. You can not do injustice with the voiceless animals no matter what level of authority you have given. I want to ask supreme court to just imagine and replace human kids with the stray dogs. Would you be still doing the same shit?!
I care about this issue because it’s not just about “dogs on the street” — it’s about living beings with feelings, fears, and bonds, just like us. Stray dogs are often born into a world where they have to fight for food, dodge cars, and survive storms without ever knowing the warmth of a safe home.
I have a dog — she’s my family. I still remember the day I first met her, trembling under a park bench during the rain, her fur matted and eyes wide with mistrust. I offered her a biscuit, not knowing if she’d take it, but she did — slowly, cautiously — and something in her gaze softened. That day, she came home with me. She learned my voice, my footsteps, and even my moods. When I cry, she rests her head on my lap; when I laugh, she bounces around like the world is pure joy.
So when I hear about strays being swept away like they’re a problem to be “removed,” I think of her — and I wonder how many others like her are still waiting for someone to see them not as a threat, but as a heartbeat worth protecting.