Promises kept: Celebrating the Right to Information

Yesterday was Republic Day, observed in the shadow of a contentious politics around the Constitution it is supposed to celebrate. Many things have been written about this and in this piece, I want to write about the Right to Information which is one of the rare instances in independent India's history where people have wrested a right from the state and established it in law. RTI is truly the republic (res-entity-publica-of the people) in action--both in its origin story and in how people have used the right. 

Origins

How the campaign for a right to information got started is a story all of us know and rarely remember. Briefly, in 1996, the Mazdoor Kisan Shakti Sangathan (MKSS) organised a dharna in Beawar, Rajasthan, which went on for 40 days. The people of Beawar supported and sustained the dharna and other organisations joined. The National Campaign for the People's Right to Information was formed at this dharna. 

In retrospect, it is stunning how quickly states first and then the centre adopted laws to institutionalise the right to information. According to the MKSS website, "The NCPRI, has been able to lobby both in the States and at the Centre, and today there are Right to Information Laws have been enacted in the States of Tamil Nadu (1997), Goa (1997), Madhya Pradesh (1998), Rajasthan (2000), Maharashtra (2000), and Karnataka (2000), Delhi (2001), Jammu and Kashmir (2003) and Assam (2003). Citizens pressure from across the country helped bring forth a greatly improved National Bill which was passed by Parliament in 2005, replacing the much weaker Freedom of Information Act passed in 2003. The Right to Information Act (2005) came into effect across the country in October 2005."

The Right to Information

"An Act to provide for setting out the practical regime of right to information for citizens to secure access to information under the control of public authorities, in order to promote transparency and accountability in the workiiig of every public authority, the constitution of a Central Information Commission and State Information Commissions and for matters connected therewith or incidental thereto.

WHEREAS the Constitution of India has established democratic Republic;

AND WHEREAS democracy requires an informed citizenly and transparency of information which are vital to its functioning and also to contain colTuption and to hold Governments are their instrumentalities accountable to the governed;

AND WHEREAS revelation of information in actual practice is likely to conflict with other public interests including efficient operations of the Governments, optimum use of limited fiscal resources and infonnation;

AND WHEREAS it is necessary to harmonise these conflicting interests while preserving the paramountcy of the democratic ideal;

Now, THEREFORE, it is expendient to provide for fumishing certain information to citizens who desire to have it."

The preamble to the Right to Information (2005) Act firmly links the right to democracy, transparency and accountability. It also acknowledges, and therefore, enshrines, limitations on this right in the same text, opening the door to a host of legislative and everyday curbs to its exercise. Like all other rights, the right to information is therefore something that we need to protect through a constant vigilance.

Today, the Central Information Commission and State Information Commissions represent the existence of the act. More importantly, every government department has an RTI desk. There is an RTI portal for the central government and also for each state. But what is useful for the ordinary citizen is that we can also file RTIs via email or through the post office. The portals provide a format but one can also simply write one's request in one's words and the government cannot say, "You did not write the correct words or format." The fee is also minimal.

Exercising the right to information

Ease of use has made the RTI a popular instrument. Satark Nagarik Sangathan reported last year that between July 1, 2023 to June 30, 2024, 231417 RTI petitions were filed across all the Information Commissions. 

People use the RTI to seek information about personal matters (where is my application stuck?) or local concerns (what happened to the road repair that was started 3 months ago and abandoned?). At Prajnya, in our short history, we have used RTI petitions a few times in various ways and with varying degrees of success.

1. Our first petition was filed on November 25, 2009, marking the opening of our 16 Days Campaign against Gender Violence that year. The petition, as I recall, asked a few questions about usage of fund allocations for public safety. It was batted about a few departments and received no reply.
2. In 2016, we tried again. This time, a focused petition asking about the formation of Local Committees (mandated by the workplace sexual harassment law) was sent on to District Collectors. Responses varied. Some phoned to ask exactly what we meant. Some sent us their office Internal Committee details. We followed up with a second set of petitions, this time directly addressed to District Collectors in Tamil Nadu.We were able to compile this information into a publicly accessible spreadsheet. We intended to repeat this exercise in 2024 but it floundered for our own reasons. 
3. Early in 2024, we were part of an RTI effort by women's organisations to seek an update on Tamil Nadu's Women's Policy. We had seen and sent feedback on a draft but the final version had not appeared over a year later. This met with a quick response saying the Policy was almost ready and so it was.

Colleagues in the social sector say they have used the RTI extensively and effectively. This is great news because for ordinary people, access to the administration still retains the quality of a colonial durbar. The gatekeeping is extraordinarily efficient and you will rarely get appointments. You have to sit and wait hours, despite the appointment. After all that, you enter the office, tired and suitably chastened for having the temerity to seek information or assistance and receive a short hearing--courteous if you are lucky--before being dismissed. Most of the time you have to visit multiple times. 

In 18 years, if I had had the patience to visit the darbar regularly, my organisation might have had a higher profile in official circles. As it is, we were content to email relevant information (such as reports) and take our chances. After all, all that patience and deference were still no guarantee that someone would read what we handed them.

In such an administrative culture, where despite the constitutional mandate and the rhetoric, a relationship of patronage persists between the administration as raja and all of us as praja, the RTI is an extraordinarily powerful tool. 

You can seek data--how much money, where is it used, who sits on the Local Committee, how many times has it met. You can ask for updates--what happened to your draft policy? You can nudge officials into doing things they may have forgotten about or not quite understood--this was our experience with the implementation of the Sexual Harassment of Women at Workplace (Prevention, Prohibition and Redressal) Act, 2013 at the district level. It seemed that our RTI petition had reminded some that identifying a nodal officer and setting up a Local Committee was part of their work. 

As I was researching this blogpost, I mistyped RTI as rit, and generated information on writ petitions. I would say this is no mistake. The right to information is as powerful a tool as a writ petition for safeguarding all our other rights. It is also much cheaper and easier to exercise--we don't need lawyers, we don't need courts, we don't need anything but a simple letter and a small fee (Rs. 10/-). 

Celebrating the right, commemmorating the movement

Source: The Hindu

In 2016, the April-May 1996 dharna for the right to information was marked with a memorial at Chang Gate, Beawar. In 2024, the foundation stone was laid for an RTI museum--a "living museum," in Nikhil Dey's words--which will showcase history, archive people's experiences with RTI, teach people how to file petitions--in short, be a place where people can learn, do, teach and share. 

We associate museums with things so old we can barely remember them--and in India, to be honest, rarely care about. But an RTI museum, a place of seeing and doing, is an important project, in my view.

First of all, the right to information is integral to the right to life. Think of COVID. All that we did not know and do not know about help we could get or how we could stay safe led to so much suffering. And we still don't know where donation money went, how many people were sick, how many died. Opaque governance protects governments, not citizens. 

Second, the right to information is integral to our right to freedom. We live in a time where any kind of dissent and free speech are at best trolled and at worst, punished with incarceration on trumped up charges. We have the right to know--to fact check, to ask questions, to demand accountability. We have the right to a two-way engagement with government. In democratic India, we are citizens, not subjects, and those in government are our equals. The right to information is an assertion of that equality. 

Third, the movement for a right to information stands out in the history of people's movements because it was effective. As flawed as the various RTI laws may be and as imperfect as its implementation, the fact that a right to information is part of our democratic discourse (and emulated by others) is precious. That we won it, against a global tide of restraints on the freedom of expression and civil society, is something to celebrate and always remember. 

Fourth, new laws, new regulations, new rules incrementally limit our right to ask. If we recall the conflict noted by the RTI Act preamble, the state is now tilting the balance back in favour of secrecy. Where our political culture is herding us into habits of unquestioning obedience and unthinking credulity, a space where we can learn about questioning and challenging is very important. Even using the language of 'duty', where do we get to learn our 'duties' as citizens--to insist on transparency and demand accountability, to go out and vote freely from a slate of candidates who can contest fairly in a level playing field? A living RTI museum, appropriately a project of the School for Democracy, founded by the MKSS, would be such a place. 

I preach citizenship all the time--be a good citizen, be an active citizen. And democracy is as important to me as clean air--I need both and indeed, democracy may be a prerequisite of clean air as we hold our governments accountable for climate justice. I am therefore, happy to support the RTI Museum project in whatever small way I can. If you would like to learn more about the project, this post has several useful links. 

If you would like to support the project financially, you can contribute via this link. The RTI Museum is NOT seeking government or corporate/CSR support. The idea is that the RTI, the right belong to all of us, each of us, and so will this museum So, it will be up to us to imagine the museum, take ownership and to make it a reality. 

That myriad-faceted diamond

Grief. 

When my father died, someone very wise said to me that grief was like a diamond. You would grieve acutely and then the feeling would mellow. Until suddenly the light would catch on another facet of your loss and you would start afresh to feel bereft. 

When one witnesses a slow death, one grieves in anticipation. That grief is mixed with helplessness and guilt. Mostly guilt about helplessness. You cannot stop this. Or could you? Is this happening because of you? Your negligence? Your incompetence? It's horrible and even as that potent combination combusts inside your being, you cannot share it with anyone. It is not the same for anyone else. You are grieving and you are alone. 

Still, humans are resilient and wired to drag and keep moving from one task to the next, one day to the next. 

Until something reminds you of one of the reasons for your grief. Why does this matter so much to me that I am this sad about its loss, despite all that I know about life and loss, about working in the moment? And then, you start over. 

No matter how many words you spill, you are alone in your grief. Desolate. Bereft. Sad. Alone. 

The Pause Button

 

Some days, life just cries out for a pause button. Or is the pause button that cries out to one? 

Either way, you know you simply have to walk away from all of it--at least for a while, if not forever. The work. The responsibility. The thinking. The planning. The organising. The worrying. The stretching of the brain to accommodate all requests. 

The last straw is loaded. It is just too much. It is time to shed whatever one can. 

But if one cannot, one searches frantically for the pause button, hoping that somehow the whole world gets the message and stops the relentless assault, knowing it doesn't, hoping that one simply ceases to notice, at least for a while... 

The Magic Hour

5:16 a.m. and it is  still pitch dark outside. I have been up for an hour, attempting to go back to sleep. 

This is the magic hour when sleep is most delicious and waking up makes for a day of endless possibilities. What to choose? On days when I have to get going, I know sleep is the better choice. On holidays, I am up bright and early, my brain cranking up that long list of tasks that make it impossible to return to sleep. 

And there are the many discomforts that come with age. I won't listen them but at either end of the night, they will not let you sleep. 

So, early mornings. Dark. Quiet. Cooler than the rest of the day. Secret, because no one knows you are awake. A magic time that is all yours. 

What will you make of this magic?