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Six months over and still waiting

Sometimes when I watch professional tennis players keep on hitting the ball non-stop, I get a restless feeling. The longer a game takes to end, the more competent the match is. And if both the parties do not let the ball rest on their territory, then literally speaking there is no end to the game of tennis. A match would go on for ages to finish and by the time even the players would grow old. 

Civil servants’ salaries were hiked in January this year. But the corporate employees (more than 10,000?) keep on dreaming of a possible hike in their pay. And nothing has materialized so far. The proposal for hike keeps on rolling from one office to another only to come back to the original court. Research finds that DHI companies’ salary is lower than the government employees’ pay package. It is been six months and corporate employees are waiting.

Sometime this year, DHI hired some consultant to study salary package for its companies. Very lately the consultant’s findings were rejected by the DHI in view of lack of “scientific” evidence. DHI proposes to delink corporate salaries from that of civil service. This is because when there is a hike in civil service pay, corporations expect to hike theirs and vice versa. Of course that’s bound to happen. Because whenever there is salary hike, there is a corresponding rise in the prices of commodities, house rent, taxi and bus fare, etc. And even if we can successfully delink corporate salary from civil servants’, we would still face the similar situation. Delinking would doubly shoot up the prices of commodities, house rent, because now they would target the hikes in both the sectors.

And at the end of the day it is those without reliable source of income, who would have to bear the burden of having to survive in an inflated world. Just a food for thought!  

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