IN THE NAME OF GOD…

The dust is settling on the hype and hoopla surrounding the ‘pran pratishtha’ or the ritual of breathing life into an idol of Lord Ram in his spanking new residence at Ayodhya. This mega-event evoked strong emotions, opposing views, boycotts, religious fervour, political messaging, division, unity, despondency, victory, Hindu revivalism and a torrent of several diverse thoughts.

Without a doubt, it has been an expression of the existing political and religious sentiments sweeping the country. It was also the first time in my living memory that Hindus have unabashedly and publicly worn religion on their sleeves. Other religions have done so for centuries, when Hindus preferred to remain accepting of all religions while keeping their own religion personal, as opposed to ‘organised,’ in that sense. That, despite focussed and widespread mass conversions among rural and uneducated folk in India with evangelists taking advantage of caste and economic divisions in our society to expand their flock.

The battle for Ayodhya sprang its roots in the mid-sixteenth century, when Mir Baqi, a commander of Babur’s army constructed the Babri Masjid where Hindus believe, was then an existing temple at Lord Ram’s birthplace. The existence of a temple at the same site was subsequently established by a government-mandated survey by the Archaeological Survey of India. A prolonged social, cultural and legal battle was waged for a temple to be rebuilt in its place. The legal battle began in Indian courts in the mid-nineteen eighties. The demolition of the Babri Masjid in 1992 by volunteers and the Supreme Court judgement of November 9, 2019, in favour of construction of the Ram Janmabhoomi temple at the disputed site and allocation of alternate land for reconstruction of the Babri Masjid are now things of the past. Both Hindus and Muslims of India have honoured the final decision of the Supreme Court.

Soon after the judgement, the Bharatiya Janata Party, in its election manifesto 2019, promised expeditious construction of the Ram temple at Ayodhya within the framework of the Constitution. It has delivered on its promise with great fanfare and publicity. The publicity was enhanced by the public boycotts of the ceremony from some quarters who sought to dissociate from the proceedings for their own political posturing. This is where religious and political lines blur. Religion and politics enjoy a symbiotic relationship and closing our eyes to this reality will be utter foolishness. Political rallies are used to attract religious communities into vote banks and religious mega-events are always laced with political underpinnings.

Ayodhya was no exception. The messaging was loud and clear. The BJP government had delivered on its election commitment and fulfilled its promise to the heartland’s Hindu population. It ensured the development of a sleepy town into a bustling religious tourism hub. It created business and employment opportunities to benefit more people. The declaration, ‘Along with Ram’s abode, we have created housing for the poor’ was catchy and attempted to answer the question, ‘What have the poor gained from this mansion of the Gods?’ A half-day off on the day of the consecration for Central Government offices across the country also carried a message if one cared to read it. The prominence accorded to the event sought to allay concerns that the majority community was being taken for granted while minorities were being appeased.

Some observers interpret this as a symbol of Hindu renaissance and a vindication of the two-nation theory. India was geographically divided on a premise that Hindus and Muslims cannot live together peacefully in one country. Hence, Pakistan was carved out of Muslim-dominant regions. However, that assumption was proved erroneous by the creation of Bangladesh in 1971. Quite to the contrary, all communities lived in greater harmony prior to the partition of India, as recalled by those who migrated cross-border during those tumultuous times. Even Kashmir was labelled a ‘paradise on earth’ where ‘Kashmiriyat’ was more important than being Muslim or Hindu. The downslide started only after the religious divide was cleverly engineered by the British, complemented by pre-independence political arrangements.

The state religion of both Pakistan and Bangladesh is Islam. While there is supposed to be no political discrimination on the basis of religion in these countries, religious majoritarianism does exist. Minority communities are known to live a life of subjugation where overt display of their religious ceremonies and cultural festivities are ‘tolerated’ at best. In stark contrast, minorities in India enjoy unfettered religious freedom. Localised inter-community violence does erupt at times but this is more an exception than the norm.

No religion supports or prescribes violence as a means of resolving disputes but it is also common knowledge that much of the violence in the world is unleashed in the name of religion. While all the right noises were made at the Ayodhya consecration like ‘Lord Ram being for all’ and ‘Ram does not stand for conflict but for resolution’ among others, one hopes that the euphoria amongst devotees of Ram will not fan distrust between religious communities. The political and religious messaging was clear and any discerning citizen of India should be able to read between the lines. It is up to every devotee of every description of God to maintain peace and sanity in these charged times.

Swami Sarvapriyananda, who heads the Vedanta Society of New York, is a prolific speaker and an expert on Hindu philosophy. He has made an insightful observation on how society perceives religious co-existence. The essence of his observation is that there are four ways in which people look at religion. The first is ‘exclusivity,’ that claims that ‘my religion is the best and the rest are non-believers; the only God is ‘my God.’ The second is ‘inclusivity,’ which suggests that ‘my religion is truer than all others and I am willing to include everyone else in it.’ The third is ‘pluralism,’ in which ‘all religions have different Gods and all have different paths to realise their Gods.’ The fourth is ‘cosmopolitanism,’ where ‘each accepts and revels in the other’s religion.’ This ‘cosmopolitanism’ is a great way of achieving religious harmony, provided our beliefs have not become dogmas.

When circumstances have the potential to result in impassioned discussion on religion, which very few comprehend, the Swamiji’s simplification may help in obtaining clarity and restoring sanity.

ABROGATION OF ARTICLE 370 DONE…TIME NOW TO REVIEW RESERVATIONS?

This is a layman piece. I am no political analyst, social scientist or economist. Just a confused citizen like many others. I am glad that the government has taken it upon itself, to clarify matters to confused citizens about the abrogation of Articles 370 and 35 (A) of the Constitution, that conferred special status to the state of Jammu and Kashmir. So much so, that the Prime Minister himself considered it appropriate to reach out to the people through a self-authored newspaper article in leading dailies, a victory message of sorts, in which he lauded the Supreme Court on delivering a historic judgement, formalising the abrogation of Articles 370 and 35 (A)  by the Parliament in 2019.

Among several things that the Prime Minister highlighted, one was aimed at clearing confusion in people’s minds about the accession of the state of Jammu and Kashmir (J&K) to the Union of India. In the case of J&K, we suffered a mindset of duality. J&K’s accession was total just like the other princely states that acceded to India. So why should there have been any special status in the first place? The sharp divide between the ruling dispensation and some others point to unhappiness in some quarters about dissolution of the special status, the resultant stoppage of the inflow of funds on this account and the blowing away of the latter’s old way of life. Be that as it may, the government’s intention of bringing J&K into the development mainstream with an umbrella of security is laudable.

One hopes that the internal situation in J&K will improve soon and statehood will be restored at the earliest. One also hopes that conditions will be created for Kashmiri Pandits to return to their homes, reclaim their property, restart their businesses and live without fear of terrorism. This must be done, whatever it takes, including the harshest of measures. It will send a message to supporters of separatism and terrorism that the Government of India will follow through on this historic judgement with finality. As a normal citizen, I want to believe that this will indeed happen.

The next major task that I would like to propose at the national level is the review of reservations. Most readers will stop reading this piece here and now, as they may think that I am writing nonsense. For those who will read on, I will write on. Reservations have been the subject of many a disagreement, controversy and riot. It is an exceptionally versatile political tool. Reservations divide society into sections and each of these sections is a veritable vote bank. Whether on the basis of population, religion, caste, sex or backwardness, they divide. Vote-bank politics make political parties grant benefit after benefit to these sections at the expense of the majority; to the extent that a certificate denoting such a section for whom reservations are made everywhere, is a much sought after commodity – damn the caste, community or stars under which anyone was born. That certificate is the passport to the green channel of opportunities.

For the moment, I am not at all hopeful that any concrete measure will even be discussed by any political dispensation about casting any form of reservation away. The manner in which chief ministers of states and their deputies are being appointed seem to suggest the very opposite. Political parties even have presidents of reserved category ‘morchas’ within their own organisations, to signal their support to such categories. Further, general elections are too close for any political entity to meddle around with this hot potato. Any discontent created along reservation lines by any political dispensation would provide ammunition to the other side in the run up to the elections in 2024.

The Constituent Assembly debates on reservations are interesting and is recommended reading for those interested. The architects of our Constitution had created a provision for reservations to benefit the socially and educationally backward classes, based on the situation prevalent in the late 1940s. That may have been the call of the time and was provided initially for ten years, to uplift the underprivileged. It left open the decision to review the need to the state, thereafter. Even at that time, there were strong voices against reservation, as it laid a premium on backwardness and inefficiency. The term ‘backward classes’ itself, was and is, still inadequately defined. Its scope can therefore, be misconstrued.

The Mandal Commission, set up in 1979, sought to enhance reservations. This led to widespread protests across the length and breadth of the country when the VP Singh government displayed an intention to implement its recommendations. Seventy-six years have passed since independence. Where the need for reservations should have declined gradually with the improvement in our economic situation over the years, political expediency has ensured that these have only increased in every sphere – from education to government jobs to promotions, appointment to political bodies and beyond.

Even competitive examination evaluations for undergraduate professional education favour ‘special’ candidates who can secure admissions with much lower performances. It is a curse to be a general category male student in India and this curse is one of the primary reasons for bright young people moving abroad for education. I am convinced that if one is a general category male, doing well in India, that individual is among the best of the best in any field of activity, given the tremendous barriers that must be surmounted for a reasonable degree of achievement.

I would like to suggest to subsequent elected governments at the Centre and states, to formulate policy that will cease most categories of reservations within the next twenty years. Do not differentiate on the basis of population, caste, class, sex or religion. Let physical or mental disability, and economic status be the only arbiters of reservation and special status. Even economic status of individuals must be continuously evaluated so that it is not misused to garner undeserved gain. Also, the benefit of reservation must be applicable only once in the lifetime of an individual and not at every stage in life. Details of all such preferential treatment must be made public and transparent, so that records can be verified.

This can only be attempted by a government that has, not just a majority mandate but a whole lot of guts. After the courageous step of abrogating Articles 370 and 35 (A) of the Constitution, the bull of reservations must also be taken by the horns. As Justice Jamshed Burjor Pardiwala of the Supreme Court had opined, “Reservation is not an end but a means – a means to secure social and economic justice.” One can understand that reservation is a means for positive affirmation but it cannot go on endlessly.

MONEY AND IMPORTANCE DO NOT TRANSLATE INTO GOOD CITIZENSHIP

This is one among thousands of incidents that will go unreported but the story must be told. And people like the villain in this piece must be called out. While I will protect the identity of the person at the receiving end of the abuse, everything else is true, factual and a first-person account. An episode that has shamed me as an Indian and has also made me immensely proud as one. Remember the story about a passenger urinating upon a fellow female passenger on an international flight that hit the headlines a few months ago? This one is no less offensive, except that the stink raised was not that of urine but one of complete lack of decency and concern for compatriots among certain sections of apparently affluent people.

I was on a flight to Mumbai enroute to Vadodara, to attend a conference themed on India’s leadership of the Global South based on principles of Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam. After witnessing this incident, the entire business of attending the conference appeared to be such an ironical farce because the grassroots are rotten and whatever ‘airy-fairy’ ideas are propounded during such talk shops can never be realised unless the rot in our moral and cultural grassroots is addressed.

Seated on an aisle seat of the aircraft, I was observing, as I often do, the manner in which flight attendants deftly handle the refreshment services and other requests of the passengers and yet maintain a calm and pleasant demeanour. It is a great education in human behaviour as one gets to witness several small incidents that say so much about us individually and collectively as a people. The superbly efficient flight attendants were doing their job and passing refreshments around. Having woken up early to catch my flight, I was dozing off when I heard the beginnings of an altercation between the lead flight attendant, who hailed from the North Eastern part of India and a burly, spectacled, tika-sporting passenger, Shri Pawan Kumar Patodia, sitting on the opposite aisle seat, one row behind.

It appeared that the passenger was not too comfortable conversing in English and the flight attendant was not very adept at Hindi. In the exchange that followed, the flight attendant admitted that she was a little weak in speaking and understanding Hindi, to which Shri Patodia replied, “Of course, you will be weak in Hindi because you come from China.” I could not believe that I was hearing such nonsense from a seemingly educated, well to do, roughly 50-year-old Indian. I was reminded of similar barbs that were reported a few years ago in Delhi towards youth who came from our North Eastern states for higher education or work. As an Indian, I felt deeply ashamed. Doubly so because none of the passengers who were witness to the incident even reacted as I was squirming in my seat. Such deplorable apathy!

Just as I was going to tell the indignant passenger off, the flight attendant politely but firmly told him, “Sir, I am deeply offended by your comments and I intend reporting the matter. I am as much an Indian as you are.” I don’t think the passenger expected such a riposte; as perhaps, he was used to passive acceptance, in general, of his offensive, rude and blatantly uncouth behaviour. After a brief exchange, I heard the passenger mumble some kind of apology but the damage was done. I felt proud to witness the calmness and maturity with which the flight attendant ticked the passenger off and defused the situation but such people must not get away lightly.

Later, I complimented the flight attendant for her handling of the situation. I also told her that in addition to whatever action she was contemplating, I would like to report the matter as well. I have since filed a formal complaint, which the airline has acknowledged and promised to investigate. I hope that the airline acts swiftly and Shri Patodia gets labelled as an ‘undesirable’ passenger, is banned on the airline for an appropriate duration and asked to tender an unconditional apology to the cabin crew for restoration of flying privileges. While this incident is just a drop in an ocean of insults that our service providers endure, the lessons must not be lost.

Respect for diversity, consideration for fellow citizens, decency in behaviour, public empathy for the right stand, individual and public disapproval of such incidents and appropriate deterrent action by authorities against public disharmony creators such as Shri Patodia must be ensured by every nationalist Indian and organisation. Money or importance does not necessarily make a good citizen. Education, culture, discipline and values do.

CLEANING WITH A DIRTY CLOTH…A SHORT STORY

All characters, names and places in this story are fictional. However, the story may bear some resemblance to reality. 

We hear and see this happening day after day; yet it does not bother us. If people wish to dust their house, they say “Bhai, ek ganda kapda dena. Ghar saaf karna hai.”   It is fine if we clean the house with a dirty cloth. The dust gets moved from one place in the house and settles in another corner. The cloth gets dirtier in the process and so does the house. We use the same cloth to clean the same house day after day. The house gets increasingly dirtier and we begin accepting that this accumulating filth is normal.

Pratap Dutta, having superannuated after a long and satisfying service of four decades in the armed forces, decided to relocate from Ananthagiri to Gobindapur. Having done so, his wife Pramila and he decided that it was time that Pramila’s mother, Shanti Devi, now pushing eighty and the only surviving parent on both sides, should come and live with them. Shanti Devi owned a sprawling ground floor apartment in a bustling area of the capital, Indraprastha, where she had lived for the  last twenty-five years. With a little convincing and accepting the practical difficulties of living alone, she consented to move to Gobindapur. Pratap and Pramila decided to go to Indraprastha and help Shanti Devi relocate. After all, it is quite a task, from disposal of the property, car, furniture, household goods and bidding the final farewell to folks in Indraprastha.

The property was in Sarathi Nagar, just a gully beyond the upmarket residential area of Shahjahan Enclave. However, there was quite a difference between the two colonies, as Pratap quickly gathered. Shanti Devi’s grand-aunt, Saroj Bala Devi, had acquired a tract of land in Sarathi Nagar several decades ago. Sarathi Nagar was then, and still is, a part of Kishanpur Village, which used to be agricultural land before the farmers started getting pushed out of Indraprastha due to growing urbanisation. The Indraprastha Municipal Corporation (IMC) files still record it under a different category from regular residential areas with different governing rules. Pratap learnt that Kishanpur fell under the ‘Kesari Dhaga’ area, whatever that meant. Saroj Bala Devi died in the early 1990s and willed her property to her heirs, of whom Shanti Devi was one. In a few years, all of them had entered into collaboration agreements with builders to develop these land parcels into multistoried apartments.

Pratap was new to the ways of working in Indraprastha and considered it prudent to engage the services of Ramji Verma, a property broker, operating in the area where Shanti Devi resided. A hardened professional and a fair judge of people, Ramji quickly understood that there is some money to be made here. He assured Pratap of finding a buyer and getting a good deal through in a few weeks. Pratap and Pramila, having seen the world from close quarters, also understood the broker’s urge to make a quick buck and did not grudge him that, as long they had a good, clean deal. Shanti Devi, too, did not mind getting a value lower than the ‘market rate’, as she neither had  the need nor the conscience to handle black money. Several prospective buyers  came and went with most of them unable to produce ‘clean’ money. Those who could do so even in part, quoted ridiculously low sums and were summarily rejected.

In a few weeks, a deal was struck with a young businessman, Fateh Mohammad, who ran a trading firm in South Indraprastha. This 40-something fellow and his wife Tasneem, were pleasant people and a clean deal was struck, with Pratap interlocuting on behalf of Shanti Devi. Fateh was keen to acquire the house since Tasneem, who was recovering from a life-threatening disease, had trouble negotiating stairs. A ground floor house would be good for her. All payments were to be made by cheque or bank transfers. So far, so good. Fateh commenced making his scheduled payments to Shanti Devi. Pratap and Pramila decided that it was time to fly out to Indraprastha to wrap things up and one sweaty September evening, they arrived at the capital and headed for Shanti Devi’s house. They bought return air tickets for themselves and Shanti Devi two weeks later by which time the deal would be concluded.

All was going well till Fateh suddenly realised that he was falling short of funds and applied for a bank loan. The bank flatly refused in the beginning since they were unsure of title claims in the Kesari Dhaga areas. Enter Ramji Verma once again. He smelled some money here too. Ramji assured Fateh that getting a loan from a bank was child’s play and he would organise it within days. Quite obviously, ‘conditions’ would apply. Banks, however, have their own ways of working and verification of property titles and credentials. Fateh was at his wits end, trying to get all title and history documents for the bank. Fortunately for Pratap, all documents, including copies of Saroj Bala Devi’s registered Will, no objection certificates from other heirs, original IMC documents related to the purchase  and collaboration with the builder were available. A relieved Fateh submitted all necessary proof to the bank.

Days passed quickly. Late on Friday morning, the week before Pratap’s planned departure from Indraprastha, a frantic Ramji, with a hassled Fateh in tow, announced to Pratap that the bank, upon examining IMC records, had found a notation of ‘unauthorised construction’, booked about twenty years ago, against the premises number of Shanti Devi’s building. A closer scrutiny of this notation revealed that the name against whom the objection was raised was that of a known builder, Vivek Rathore, who had constructed the adjacent building. The description of the ‘unauthorised construction’ also appeared to match the adjacent building. However, the premises number in the IMC record was that of Shanti Devi’s building. No notice was ever received by Shanti Devi or any other resident of the building, notifying any such unauthorised construction in more than two decades.

That was not all. Pratap and Fateh were also rudely shocked to be informed by Ramji that properties which were booked for unauthorised construction had associated problems while registering sale deeds. Such sale deeds were red-stamped with an ‘unauthorised construction’ seal which had implications for subsequent sale of the property, including depreciation of its value. Avoidance of this stamp on the sale deed was therefore critical, more for Fateh, who was staking his hard-earned savings and seeking a bank loan for acquiring this property. Ramji added that even this could be  ‘managed’ for a consideration but the official responsible for registering sale deeds was being investigated for corruption and was, therefore, being extra careful. That meant that the bribe would have to be heftier.

Less than four full days were left for Pratap, Pramila and Shanti Devi to return to Gobindapur with an intervening weekend. One and a half working days. Pratap decided to pay a visit to the IMC Zonal Office and have a chat with the Deputy Commissioner. The Deputy Commissioner, an IAS officer, was on leave. His respectful Private Secretary heard Pratap out and informed him that that this was a ‘very difficult’ case and any unauthorised booking, once entered in IMC records, could take years to get resolved, if at all. Pratap also gleaned from the whispering corridors there that such practices by builders are common where they get wrong premises numbers booked by paying bribes to remain in the clear. Since Pratap insisted that he wanted to speak to ‘somebody with authority’, the Private Secretary fixed up a meeting with Shashank Agarwal, the Executive Engineer responsible for handling such cases. Agarwal was courteous but diplomatically conveyed that such matters are best settled amicably at the Registration Office and that the official procedure was too tedious to pursue. He added that Shanti Devi could file an application if that was any consolation to her, which she did.

There was another great revelation that resulted from this brief meeting. It emerged that there are hundreds of such colonies in Indraprastha that are termed as ‘Unauthorised Regularised’ colonies or something to that effect. The nomenclature itself, is a contradiction in terms. If a colony was ‘regularised’, how is it ‘unauthorised’ any longer? There are ownership papers, the properties are mutated, all residents pay house and property taxes, water and electricity bills, are connected with piped cooking gas and comply with every guideline of the civic administration. Another eye-opener was that hardly any multistoried building in these areas have a plan that has been sanctioned by the IMC. Builders have flouted every norm and created more than twice the number of dwelling units than what is authorised by regulation. The extra money earned from this illegal construction is pocketed by the builders after paying off authorities that could create impediments in ‘smooth’ construction and disposal of the dwelling units.

Friday passed in animated discussion and frayed nerves but with little progress on ground. Pratap decided that it was time to issue ultimatums. The Monday morning flight bookings had to be cancelled and re-booked for Wednesday. Ramji was told to get the sale deed through by Tuesday or else the sale would be called off. Hell or high water, Pratap, Pramila and Shanti Devi would be on the flight to Gobindapur on Wednesday morning. Ramji realised that his handsome brokerage fee could be slipping away. By Friday night, things changed miraculously. Monday appointments with the Registrar being filled up, an early Tuesday appointment was made for conclusion of the sale deed. On Tuesday morning, at the appointed time, both parties, brokers and intermediaries met at the Registration Office and the deal went through like greased lightning. Heavily ‘greased’ lightning. Ramji had even got Fateh to purchase a box of laddus in anticipation, which was offered to everyone in celebration.

Through this harrowing experience, Pratap and Fateh got this uneasy feeling that Ramji Verma knew everything from the beginning and the ensuing drama was scripted and directed by the broker.  All for a few extra bucks for himself and unscrupulous officials. Though all parties got rid of the dirt, the grime remains and increases every time we try to dust it off. Not just that, the grime gets hardened with every greasing. It is time to use clean dusters and resort to some deep cleaning.

 

MERA BHARAT MAHAN…YEH MERA INDIA

The President of Bharat has invited the G 20 Summit dignitaries for dinner. Along with that, she has invited lots of commentary from across the country. A first lot of people who see everything ‘English’ as non-Indian are rubbing their hands in glee. The second lot of people who feel that anything done by the ruling dispensation ought to be countered are crying foul. Finally, those who are not clouded by any kind of partisan thinking are wondering what this fuss is all about. Op-Eds in newspapers argue for duality, diverse ideas of nationhood etc., and conclude that there is no harm in retaining both names.

‘Bharata’ as a term, predates ‘India’. Bharata was a legendary Chandravanshi king in Hindu literature, who became a Chakravarti or universal monarch. He is regarded to be the ancestor of the Pandavas, the Kauravas, Brihadrata and Jarasandha. The Bharatas, a prominent historical tribe mentioned in the Rig Veda are regarded to be the descendants of Bharata. The legend of Bharata features in the Adi Parva of the Mahabharata, where he is mentioned as the son of Dushyanta and Shakuntala. According to popular tradition, Bharata, the traditional name of the Indian sub-continent, is named after Bharata (Source: Wikipedia). Lord Krishna too, addresses Arjuna as  “O Bharata” in the Bhagwad Gita on several occasions.

The founding fathers of our Constitution were no fools when they wrote out Article 1 of the Indian Constitution which reads “India, that is Bharat, shall be a Union of States.” Legal eagles opine that there is, therefore, no need for any constitutional amendment to call India, ‘Bharat’. However, if the Preamble to the Constitution has to be changed to read “We, the people of Bharat…”, that would require an amendment under Article 368. So, if the Government of the day deems it prudent and they have the numbers required in both houses of Parliament to approve the amendment, nothing can stop it. Screaming and shouting will not help.

There is also the ‘opposition combine’ angle. The leaders of the combine got together and decided to call themselves the Indian National Democratic Inclusive Alliance (I.N.D.I.A.), with the full understanding that nobody would individually call out each alphabet while referring to the alliance and that they would be called INDIA. Perhaps, they thought it may give them some political advantage by being known by an acronym that spells the same as the country’s name. Be that as it may, there does not appear to be any mechanism for the Election Commission of India (ECI) to ascertain if a certain acronym is appropriate or not. That is surprising because they are empowered to approve or disapprove election symbols. Further, the debate on the appropriateness of such an acronym has been raging since it was first reported on 18 July 2023. Nobody, including the ECI or the courts has taken cognizance of the confusion and unintended consequences of such renaming. The rewording of the President’s invitation to the G 20 Summit delegates is perhaps one such unintended consequence.

That is not all. Such renaming would have other areas of confusion too. Acronyms such as BRICS, BIMSTEC etc., would need to be recoined. The Indian Ocean would need to be named Bharatiya Mahasagar, which may not be as easy as it seems. The Indo-Pacific Region may have to be called Bharato-Pacific and Air India rechristened Air Bharat. In fact, the changes would be so many, across different domains that it may generate a new kind of employment, just for creating new names and acronyms. It is my guess that no country or entity outside India (or Bharat) would work up a sweat with what we want to call ourselves or how we write our invitation cards. We just need to be practical, retain both names, use them flexibly where they suit our interests and spare ourselves the agony of unintended consequences.

Mera Bharat Mahaan, Yeh Mera India, Saare Jahan Se Achchha Hindustan Hamara.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BHARAT…

A piece of cloth upon a pole

Is quite enough to stir the soul

Seventy six years – a tumultuous ride

A past that swells our hearts with pride

 

Speakers blare and anthems sound

Flags aflutter across each ground

We all stand firm, resolute

Hands raised in one grand salute

 

Lives lost, sufferings and the pain

Not a single one has been in vain

The reason why we stand so tall

No task too big, no life too small

 

The sun’s first golden rays this dawn

Rings promise of India reborn

We shall prevail and we shall write

A shining future, strong and bright

NOW ADD BITE TO THE BARK…

The revamp of the Indian Penal Code, the Criminal Procedure Code and the Indian Evidence Act, respectively renamed Bharatiya Nyaya Sanhita, Bharatiya Nagarik Suraksha Sanhita and Bharatiya Sakshya Adhiniyam 2023, tabled in the Indian Parliament, are not just laudable but long overdue. Most of our acts and rules are of the 1950s vintage and some even date back to the late 19th century. Hence, a comprehensive revision of these three important legislations should now pave the way for revision of several others that have not been able to break the inertia and start off the block. Revising a law is back-breaking work by professionals followed by intense scrutiny by various ministries and legal experts. Only after passing such muster can it be tabled for consideration by the Parliament. This rigour is often the reason why such changes are not initiated or even discouraged by organisations. Hence, the tabling of these ‘new’ bills is worthy of unqualified praise.

It also shows that the government is cognisant of contemporary issues that impact internal security. Ambiguous interpretations have been addressed by removal of omnibus terms such as ‘sedition’, ‘terrorism’ has been defined and atrocities against women have been accorded greater focus. Several other provisions that deal with today’s ills like organised crime, atrocities against children, hit-and-run incidents, hate speeches, lynching and the like also envisage severe penalties. Irrelevant provisions have been dropped or modified. While the number of sections in the new versions of the Criminal Procedure Code and the Indian Evidence Act remain approximately the same, the new version of the IPC contains only 356 sections as against the earlier 511. Language has been made simpler so that ordinary mortals will understand the law without the need for a law degree (I wonder if there is a subject called ‘Convoluted English’ in law degree courses).

This is substantial action towards ‘Ghulami Ki Mansikta Se Mukti’ or ‘Overcoming the Slave Mentality’ as enunciated by the Prime Minister. As a starter, all colonial words have been expunged. All our laws, rules and procedures were drafted by the British to manage and exploit a colony, not to govern its own population. That is why the Indian public has traditionally had an adversarial relationship with all government organisations and law enforcement agencies. Our laws must enable an environment where this ‘We Vs They’ mindset is changed to ‘We Are In This Together’ feeling. Many of the bribery, corruption and atrocity stories in our country today are attributed to government agencies and organisations. This must change and new laws alone will not help. This will require education of all government organisations and law enforcement agencies to effect a makeover that restores the public confidence that service will be provided free of harassment and corruption.

Delivery of justice is also sought to be addressed in the new provisions of the Bharatiya Nagarik Suraksha Sanhita. Provision of designated police officers, summary trial by magistrates, limits on time taken to pronounce judgements, number of adjournments permitted, automatic bail and a slew of other provisions aim to make the justice system more efficient and responsive to the public and public interest. Likewise, the Bharatiya Sakshya Adhiniyam recognises and admits newer methods of digital evidence such as electronic records, emails and other forms of digital data, requires digitisation of case records and includes provisions for video recordings and forensic investigations where necessary. Once again, I would like to strike a note of caution that laws are not enough. They must be backed up by filling up of judicial vacancies at the earliest, provision to trained staff that will handle modern methods of evidence collection and processing as well as a stringent monitoring mechanism that will ensure adherence to timelines for delivery of justice.

Any system is as good as the people who implement it on ground – in this case, the police, investigating agencies and the judicial system. They must be adequate in numbers (for instance, the police to public ratio in India is amongst the lowest in the world), trained and equipped for the job, be insulated from political interference and their motivation levels must be high. A resurgent India must have effective mechanisms to maintain peace and reduce crime, without which our race to realise the ‘Amrit Kaal’ will remain well below our potential.

There is only one drawback that I see in this whole exercise. Calling a cheat ‘Saala 316’ is not quite the same as saying ‘Saala 420’. Bollywood, too, will have to work overnight to educate its scriptwriters. Now, screen judges will have to proclaim “Mulzim ko Dafa 101 ke tahath phaansi ki sazaa sunayi jaati hai.” I am willing to adjust to these momentous changes – as long as justice is delivered – and people are delivered from the inefficiencies of our policing and justice systems.

TALKING TO MYSELF…

When a sailor retires from a lifetime at sea, he is said to ‘swallow the anchor’. This phrase is also commonly used to refer to those to those retiring from the Navy. So, after almost forty years of a great life in whites, I am preparing to swallow mine. It has been my experience that while many veterans swallow the anchor without even a hint of a burp; for some others, it gets inextricably stuck in their throats and manifests in several undesirable symptoms.

Reflecting upon my experiences of this ‘Stuck Anchor Syndrome’ and my impending transition from a long tryst with the Armed Forces to a life of enjoyable anonymity in just a few days, I felt a need to talk to myself. About the ‘dharma’ of a veteran, about the expectations from a veteran and about the philosophy of being a veteran. My own version of a prep school that will ready me to shed the uniform with dignity and responsibility.

Our nation respects its armed forces for their service and sacrifices and by extension, respects its veterans in equal measure. I think this respect and dignity must always be upheld by mature and responsible behaviour. Regrettably, this has not always been so. Perhaps, out of misplaced apprehensions, poor advice and miscalculation, veterans have taken to the streets, made brownie shows of returning medals and the like – all of which run contrary to the public perception of a military veteran and have damaged their reputation. Fortunately, such instances are rare.

So, as I talk to myself, several thoughts come to mind. Firstly, I must learn to let go. It may seem difficult after four decades of military life but let go I must. There is so much more out there to do and experience beyond trying to cling to the apron strings of the past. Is it because I am incapable of anything else? Or am I a frog that yearns to dive back into its well for comfort? Surely not. So I will be non-interfering and support the new generation in running the show, as we did while in the Service. If they seek my advice, I will give it readily and cheer them on from the sidewalk.

Secondly, I must understand that Change today is much more rapid than in yesteryears.  Today’s India that is breaking shackles of the past and reducing external dependence. Obviously, some people do not like this India-centric approach. It is also an age of cultural revivalism, rejection of colonial mindsets and embracing of Indian tradition. The armed forces will and must Indianise. I will not lament the demise of ‘loyal toasts’ at five-course dinners, gripe over the disappearance of the St George’s Cross from the Indian Naval Ensign or work up a sweat at the replacement of old English hymns with Indian tunes at Beating Retreat ceremonies.

Thirdly, I must resist the temptation to be a ‘defence expert’. This requires much more investment than a routine life spent in the armed forces. It requires being current, studying subjects thoroughly, having clarity of thought, understanding the overarching national security imperatives and of course, being articulate and convincing. You can count such people on one hand. Many ‘defence experts’ who appear on TV would find themselves out of their depth in a rain-water puddle. There are yet others who think screaming, shouting and frothing in the mouth with indignation is good form. Shallowness of knowledge and histrionics are seen through with ease, even by a mildly discerning audience. Leave frothing in the mouth to race horses.

Fourthly, I must throw out the phrase ‘in our days’ from my lexicon. My days are up. Today’s leadership bears full responsibility for what happens during their watch. And I may not understand the current environment as well as them; and neither am I privy to decision-making inputs that prompt a certain course of action. I must have faith in tomorrow’s leadership just as total faith was reposed in our generation when we steered affairs in uniform. And I will try to avoid alluding to a suggestion that ‘morals are in steep decline’. I have heard this nonsense for forty years. Plunders, loots, land grab and abductions have taken place all through history – only the characters and modus operandi have changed with time. The vast majority is honest and upright – the armed forces cannot be any other way if we have to lead troops into battle. The Services will endure, despite an occasional aberration here and there.

Finally, I must make myself useful in some way. Even in retirement, I  realise that I will continue to remain exceptionally endowed with skills, talent, experience, maturity and a respectable pension to be of help to society. Besides, I will most definitely revel in the joys that evaded me while in Service. I hope to travel, play, socialise, nurture suppressed talents, attend marriages, births and funerals, cook a meal, read, write, garden – whatever brings me joy.

I met an erstwhile senior colleague and veteran over lunch a few months ago who told me he was doing really fun stuff and attending a full-time MBA programme. Seeing my perplexed expression, he quickly explained that MBA stood for Marriages, Birthdays and Anniversaries. Further he also said, he was part time into BJP – Barthan, Jhadu and Pochha; and quite enjoying the experience.

Why do I get this feeling that I am looking at great times ahead?

A CITY GASPING FOR BREATH…

Delhi, our national capital, has earned the ignominy of being the most polluted city in the country and the second most polluted globally. Disgraceful, as this may be, the pollution indices have been rising year-on-year for many years now – the air quality has not reached such an alarming level overnight – it has taken more than two decades of negligence. I make this point just to emphasise that no ‘one’ government, individual or event is responsible for the ‘suffocating’ state of affairs – the pun is not just intended but deeply tragic. The political blame game is trash and does not interest me as a citizen. I just want to breathe healthy air – the most basic right to life.

I hang my head in shame as a citizen of a country that seems to be claiming the dawn of an ‘Amrit Kaal’ (perhaps, for good reason) but is unable to provide clean air to its people. To the extent that closure of schools has become routine, prevalence of respiratory disorders has increased manifold and daily life has been impacted in several ways that has endangered our most basic right to life.

The reasons may be many – industrial effluents, vehicular pollution, indiscriminate construction activity, rapid reduction of green cover in urban areas, stubble burning in farmlands, general apathy of the authorities, poor enforcement of regulatory mechanisms, clout of mafias and perhaps several others. There are solutions for everything but none has been attempted seriously for reasons that do not require any specialist to identify. The basic driver for this state of affairs is greed of different kinds that have trumped the ‘right to life’ hands down, several times over.

Drastic situations demand drastic measures. There is no more time to be lost. Cancel licences of polluting industries, ban polluting vehicles of all kinds, limit purchases of new vehicles, put a cap on numbers that can ply on the roads, make mass transit systems non-polluting, cheap and efficient, impose an indefinite moratorium on construction activity, criminalise stubble burning, ban use of firecrackers, enforce regulations, undertake punitive policing, seek accountability from governments, civic organisations, industry and individuals – whatever is necessary to reverse the nosedive. Why else do we have leaders, governments, regulatory bodies and enforcement agencies?

The Protection of Human Rights Act, 1993, recognises our right to life as laid down in International Covenants, which are enforceable by Indian courts. Article 3 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights states that “Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.” Our National Human Rights Commission is empowered to inquire ‘suo motu’ into any human rights violation, abetment to such violation or negligence to prevent violation of human rights by any public servant. What could be a more serious transgression of human rights against our own people than the poisoning of the air that we breathe?

We are well past the stage of remaining mute bystanders to this marauding of our national capital. ‘Greed’ is one of the most powerful drivers of everything unfair and unjust and has been the sole reason for everything inhuman and destructive on this planet. Our resolve to overcome greed and secure the basic human rights of our people will determine whether we survive to realise our collective vision of an ‘Amrit Kaal’.

Now is the time to put lasting mechanisms in place to reverse a ‘near hopeless’ situation. Now is the time to display vision and leadership. Is anyone listening???

WELCOME YOUNG LADY…

The impending commissioning of INS Vikrant on 02 Sep 2022 by the Prime Minister is steeped in significance. She is not just a re-incarnation of her illustrious predecessor but a multiple celebration of an India that is at the threshold of an exponential upward trajectory of self-reliance. But before that, a brief recap of her earlier avatar.

HMS Hercules, a 20,000 ton light carrier, the hull of which was laid at Vickers-Armstrong Harland and Wolff Shipyard in Britain in 1947 but was never commissioned into the Royal Navy, later found her way to India in 1957 and was commissioned as INS Vikrant in 1961. Her pennant number, R 11, will be inherited by the newborn Vikrant, come September. INS Vikrant taught the Indian Navy carrier aviation, right from helicopter operations to fixed wing fighter flying with all their associated intricacies, thrills and dangers. Alizes and Sea Hawks flew from her deck alongside Alouettes and Seakings as the Indian Navy picked up and perfected carrier  operations. Towards the end of her life, she was retrofitted with a ski-jump to operate Sea Harriers as well.

The feather in Vikrant’s cap was the successful operations over Chittagong and Cox’s Bazar during the 1971 operations in the Bay of Bengal. The ‘mother’ as she was fondly called by those who flew from her deck, was given a fond farewell in 1997 – and after much debate and deliberation for almost another 20 years whether to convert her to a museum or to scrap her, she finally headed to the ship-breakers at Darukhana.

Coming now to the brand new Vikrant. Why is her commissioning so significant?

  • Firstly, she catapults India into another league – of a handful of countries that have the capability of building an aircraft carrier. A fine tribute to our Indian Naval ship designers and a stamp of our design capability not just coming of age but acquiring a niche.
  • Secondly, she is more than twice as large as her earlier avatar – close to 45000 tons, which gives it a far more potent capability.
  • Thirdly, we have built her in very good time. From keel laying in 2009 to commissioning in 2022 is rather brisk going for a first carrier, by any standards. Much credit for this must go to Cochin Shipyard Ltd along with hundreds of other stakeholders.
  • Fourthly, she emphatically proves our capability to integrate aircraft and systems from across the world from Russian, Indian and American aircraft, Russian aviation complex, American gas turbines, Israeli weapons and radars, Indian electronic warfare equipment, gun mounts and a plethora of others.
  • Fifthly, and most importantly, she tells a compelling story of competence, capability and confidence. She is the poster-girl of an aspirational and Atmanirbhar Bharat.

 

Here’s wishing Vikrant many decades of valiant service to the nation and victory in battle always, in keeping with her lofty motto ‘Jayema Sam Yudhi Sprdah’.