Bhai, yesterday I was tuning my tabla for a recording, and the neighbour’s son—just sixteen, works nights at a local garage—came asking if I could teach him for free because his boss pays him late and he can’t afford classes. My heart sank, bon. I said yes, but it made me think: when a market lets a boy work double shifts and still not pay for a tabla lesson, has the market really sorted it out? Or is it the court of public shame that fixes it—like when we crowd-funded his father’s hospital bill after the factory didn't give him a proper contract?
#labor-law
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