Tuesday, 20 December 2016

Respecting the National Anthem


With the meaning of the word “respect” having been defined for us by the Honorable Supreme Court of India, it is pertinent to also look at the ‘’lawfulness’’ of the said judgment. The only reason I feel this is pertinent is because we are talking about a “Court of Law” here. In commonsensical understanding, a Court of Law would be expected to issue judgments that seek to uphold the implementation of a particular Law. The purported Law in question, in the extant case, is The Prevention of Insults to National Honour Act, 1971. I am quoting below, verbatim, the exact provisions of this Act, with respect to the National Anthem:

Section 3 of the Act states, “Whoever intentionally prevents the singing of the Indian National Anthem or causes disturbances to any assembly engaged in such singing shall be punished with imprisonment for a term, which may be extended to three years, or with fine, or with both.”

Section 3A of the Act (Inserted vide The Prevention of Insults to National Honour (Amendment) Act, 2003), states that, “Whoever having already being convicted of an offence under Section 2 or section 3 is again convicted of any such offence shall be punishable for the second and for every subsequent offence, with imprisonment for a term, which shall not be less than one year.”

As is amply clear from the above, the provision in Law that the Honourable Court is seeking to uphold is itself non-existent.

An invocation to “Fundamental Duties” as specified in Article 51A of the Constitution has also been made in the said judgment. Incidentally, these Fundamental Duties were a subsequent addition to the Constitution. This Article was added to the Constitution vide the 42nd Amendment Act in the year 1976 (during the prevalence of Emergency in the nation). Co-incidentally, this Amendment Act has been the most controversial one in the history of the independent nation, primarily because it sought to strengthen the Executive and weaken the Judiciary, thereby tinkering with the delicate “balance of powers” of the three organs of the State. The only intent of highlighting this piece of information here is to underline the fact that the Fundamental Duties were not a part of the Original Constitutional document and secondly, these were included in the Constitution by the Act which was the definition of Executive over-reach. Interestingly, one of the provisions included in the Constitution by an act of Executive over-reach against the judiciary, is now being invoked by the Judiciary in a judgment that ranks among the top in the ones defining Judicial over-reach. The only difference between then and now is that the Judiciary had opposed the 42nd Amendment Act tooth and nail then, but the Executive today is delighted and is promoting this act of Judicial over-reach, to the best of its abilities.

I am in no way trying to mean that the very act of amending the Constitution itself is questionable and should not be resorted to. On the contrary, it is a necessity. No document, be it the Constitution of the nation, can be fossilized in time and space. It has to be a living document, changing with the needs of the time. 42nd Amendment has been questioned only because of the manner in which it was forced upon the nation. The addition of Fundamental Duties was only a small portion of the sweeping changes that were sought to be brought about through this undemocratic Act.

Yet again, nothing in the above is to suggest that Fundamental Duties should not be a part of the Constitution. The question here is the interpretation we want to attach to these and the manner in which these shall be implemented and invoked. Let me first refer to Clause (a) of Article 51(A) of Part IVA of the Constitution, which states the Fundamental Duty in question here:

“It shall be the duty of every citizen of India – (a) to abide by the Constitution and respect its ideals and institutions, the National Flag and the National Anthem”.

The Honorable Supreme Court has, in its judgment, interpreted the abovementioned Duty as follows:

“From the aforesaid, it is clear as crystal that it is the sacred obligation of every citizen to abide by the ideals engrafted in the Constitution. And one such ideal is to show respect for the National Anthem and the National Flag. Be it stated, a time has come, the citizens of the country must realize that they live in a nation and are duty bound to show respect to National Anthem which is the symbol of the Constitutional Patriotism and inherent national quality…..”

The judgment does not take the pains to decipher any of the following to us ignorant beings:

  • How does mandatory playing of the National Anthem in cinema halls amount to showing respect to the National Anthem?
  • How is showing of respect related to standing up or sitting down?
  • What is the meaning of the term “Constitutional Patriotism”?
  • What does one mean by the term “inherent national quality”?

Also, if the ‘’non justiciable’’ fundamental duties deserve a mention in a Supreme Court judgment that all the citizens need to abide by, then I would like to mention below only a couple of other Fundamental Duties which deserve the same level of abiding by:

  • To promote harmony and the spirit of common brotherhood amongst all the people of India transcending religious, linguistic and regional or sectional diversities; to renounce practices derogatory to the dignity of women
  • To develop the scientific temper, humanism and the spirit of inquiry and reform

My humble plea to the Honorable Supreme Court is to kindly consider passing some landmark judgments forcing the citizens of India (including those in power), to abide by the abovementioned Fundamental Duties in letter and in spirit. Abiding by only these two duties will amount to nothing less than a revolution (to say the least).

In the end, I would also like to make a mention of certain Orders of the Ministry of Home Affairs. I extracted these from their website. These are titled “Orders relating to the National Anthem of India”. In the first Para, this document talks about the full and short versions of the anthem. It envisages the playing time of the full version to be of about 52 seconds and the short version to be of about 20 seconds. I would request the Ministry of Home Affairs to depute its personnel to all the cinema halls of the nation and see for themselves the various “creative” versions of the National Anthem being played in each one of them (which actually are not complying with these Orders). Paragraphs II and III talk about “Playing of the Anthem” and “Mass singing of the Anthem” respectively. Nowhere in these is a mention of cinema halls as appropriate or necessary places for playing of the Anthem. Paragraph V (1) states, “Whenever the Anthem is played, the audience shall stand to attention….”. This is the only place where ‘standing in attention position’ is mentioned with respect to the National Anthem. However, two observations need to be strictly noted in this context. Firstly, these are Executive Orders, not calling for invocation of penal provisions in case these are not followed. Secondly, I would like to mention verbatim the next very clause mentioned in the same Paragraph, which states, “As in the case of flying of the National Flag, it has been left to the good sense of the people not to indulge in indiscriminate singing or playing of the Anthem.” I leave it to the Readers’ good sense to themselves judge whether or not playing of National Anthem compulsorily in all the cinema halls of the nation before each and every show of each and every movie released, amounts to “indiscriminate singing or playing of the Anthem.”

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Demonetization and Gandhi


The entire demonetization story has been parsed, discussed, analyzed and commented upon in detail, by its supporters and non-supporters alike. There is not pretty much left that can be contributed to the debate, however, I wish to attempt a Gandhian analysis of the move in the following paragraphs.

Why did I feel the need to take up such an analysis? Probably because, close to seventy years into our independence, India, as a nation has still not been able to detach itself from the Gandhian legacy, even when it has made an attempt. Gandhi has been furiously debated, loved and hated, but his impact on the Indian psyche has not diminished. The most visible proof of this is his consistent and continuing presence on the Indian currency (be it the demonetized 1000 rupee note or the newly minted 2000 rupee note, though he has this time chosen to look in the opposite direction).

The present political dispensation has made a valiant, but I would say a hollow, attempt to redefine Gandhi solely as a ‘crusader for cleanliness’. His preference for keeping one’s surroundings clean was the only thing that they could (rather wanted to) pick up as worthy of emulation. Gandhi, today, has been reduced to a poster boy for the “Swachch Bharat Abhiyan”. The reason for this might not be very difficult to gauge. The current political dispensation, visibly averse to Gandhian thought and legacy, would of course not want to have anything to do with that legacy, but Gandhi being so entrenched in the heart and soul of the nation, they also cannot be seen to be openly anti-Gandhi. Hence, this whole farce of Gandhi and the Swachch Bharat Abhiyan.

Howsoever may the political dispensation of the day like to believe that Gandhi is synonymous to cleanliness, we all know that Gandhi was and still remains such a cult figure that very few can legitimately claim to even understand and talk about him with authority. Although, each and every one of us might claim an expertise on him, yet more often than not we only succeed in misunderstanding and misinterpreting the man.

What I am going to attempt further, is thus, based on my limited understanding of the man and his thoughts and I do not claim that understanding to be infallible. However, I do want to make an effort to present my analysis, all the same. The most sacrosanct principle for the Mahatma, in my view, was the principle of non-violence. One clear example of the value that this principle had for him was the stand that he chose to take by calling off the Non-Cooperation Movement, when it was at its peak, in the face of one single non-violent incident. He stood through all the dissent that he faced at the time, and continues to face even to this day, but refused to budge from his stand. Violence, for him, did-not only mean physical violence but included all kinds of violence. I would like to quote some of his views on the relationship of democracy and violence:

“Democracy and violence can ill go together. The States that are today nominally democratic have either to become frankly totalitarian or, if they are to become truly democratic, they must become courageously nonviolent. It is a blasphemy to say that nonviolence can only be practiced by individuals and never by nations which are composed of individuals” (Mahatma Gandhi, Harijan, 12-11-38).

India, prides itself on being called the biggest democracy in the world. This word ‘democracy’ is used mostly out of habit I believe, without understanding the true meaning or import of this term. The term ‘democracy’ has a Greek origin. It is a combination of two words – Demos, meaning people and kratia meaning power. In effect, it means ‘power to the people’. Talking about democracy in sheer political terms, it has existed, in all practicality, as representative democracy, which means political power being exercised by a set of elected representatives (elected based on universal adult franchise in India). The majority party or a coalition of parties forms the Executive, helmed by the Prime Minister of the nation. The Executive, however, is constitutionally responsible to the Legislature. This is how the functioning of democracy has been envisaged in India theoretically, however, the interesting thing will be to understand how it is working practically, on the ground, especially in the recent times, in context to Demonetization.

The announcement of this completely disruptive move of demonitization was made by the Prime Minister of the nation on a particular day. The effect of this move was to suck out 85% of currency out of the system with effect from the midnight of that day. As India is an avowed democratic nation, the announcement was in the name of the masses, with a huge fanfare, convincing the masses that after a very short period of inconvenience of a few days (which was essential to face if anyone was to pass the litmus test of ‘patriotism’), they would be the utmost beneficiaries of this move. I don’t want to get here into an analysis of the legitimacy of those promised benefits and to what extent they have materialized or could materialize in the future, because many more talented and experienced people have already analyzed it threadbare. My focus here is on the practice of democracy in this case. This decision, as it soon unfolded, was taken in the most autocratic of manners with the immediate stakeholders and the institution responsible for monetary policy also mostly being taken by surprise (except for the very top echelons, who were co-opted into the decision, totally destroying the autonomy that is essential for the functioning of this autonomous institution). There was absolutely no need felt to be answerable to the Legislature, to which the Executive is constitutionally responsible. The move led to the disruption in the life of millions (most of them from the poorer sections of society), and hundreds lost their lives. But the interesting thing in all this is that this move is being hailed and projected as the most democratic move ever made, because it is being proclaimed to have been carried out in the name of the masses and for the whole and sole benefit of the masses. How further from the truth could one really get?

Coming back to the question of democracy and violence, is this not the practice of the worst kind of violence possible? If not, then what else can be termed as violence? But I don’t think we should be surprised by this act of naked violence. When acts like standing in a queue for withdrawing some pittance from your own account and standing up for national anthem at cinema halls becomes a proof of patriotism, then of course this form of democracy can be the only form that can be possibly practiced.

Mahatama Gandhi’s response to the practice of this form of democracy could be imagined to be something on the below lines:

“True democracy cannot be worked by twenty men sitting at the centre. It has to be worked from below by the people of every village” (Mahatma Gandhi, Harijan, 18-1-48)

But then, who cares about democracy, or for that matter, for the Mahatma anymore?

Friday, 25 November 2016

PYRE - By Perumal Murugan



It’s Devastating and very intriguing. Reading about the diseased mind of the people of Kumaresan’s village makes you feel claustrophobic and sympathetic for Saroja. Saroja was always with me and is still with me after I finished reading the book. She was so pure at heart and so simple minded that you want to be close to people like her. In today’s world of innumerable prejudices, she is worth a company to have. There was always a parallel thought running through my mind. The thought that why could Kumaresan not protect her. If he had loved her so much, why he could not shield her? One perspective was that he too was a child at heart and loved her passionately and he wasn’t matured enough to understand the extent of orthodoxy and narrow-mindedness of the people of his village. But, I would even consider him a fool to have risked Saroja’s life like that. I am agonized to feel the extent he subjected himself and Saroja to be victimized by the village people.
A woman left everything for you and then it’s your biggest responsibility to give her the life she deserves. Waiting for things to be fine proved catastrophic.
I feel very sad for Saroja and I want to take her out of that pyre before it turns her into ashes. I want to take her away from her father and brother who were not bothered about her and away from Kumaresan who could not protect her. 

Was heaven the only place left for a person like her?

Monday, 21 November 2016

Ek note paanch sau rupaye ka


Ye lo pichle hafte ki apni pagaar….poore paanch sau rupaye…..

Shukar hai aaj pagaar mil gayi….ghar mein sab raashan khatam hai….aur guddi ke liye naye kapde bhi lungi is baar….pichle che mahine se vahi ek frock dho-dho ke pehen rahi hai….

Bhai sahib….ye parche ke hisaab se raashan ka saamaan dena toh zara…

Lo ye paisa…

Yeh kya behen….paanch sau ka note nahin chalega…

Par 333 rupaye hi to bane hain kul milake…

Haan behen…par Sarkar ne paanch sau ka note band kar diya hai…

Kya bakwaas kar rahe ho bhai? Kal hi seth ne diya mujhe….

Diya hoga….kal raat 12 baje se hi band kiya hai Sarkar ne….

Samajh nahin aaya bhai….ab raashan kaise milega?

Jaake ye 500 rupaye ke note ki jagah sau-sau rupaye ke note lao…

Kahan se laun?..tum hi de do bhaiyya…

Main kahan se dun behen? Main toh khud pareshan hun…..

To main kya karun ab bhaiyya?

Tum aisa karo bank jaake note badalwa lo…..

Kya keh rahe ho bhaiyya?.....Main aaj tak bank nahin gayi….

Toh apne seth se baat karo behen…..

Theek hai bhaiyya….baat karke dekhti hun…..

(Agle din….seth ke paas)

Sethji….ye paanch sau ka note koi le nahin raha…mujhe sau-sau ke note de do…

Kahan se laaun main sau-sau ke note? Apna kaam kar jaake

Par seth ji ghar mein raashan bhi nahin hai…Guddi ko kya khilaun?

Vo sab mujhe nahin pata…jaa apna kaam kar….

(Shaam ko dukaandaar ke paas)

Bhaiyya seth toh meri baat nahin sun raha….main kya karun ab?....

Meri maan behen…kal bank chali ja…

Par bhai 5 km door hai bank….main kabhi nahin gayi….aur phir poore din ki pagaar jaayegi….

Aur kya chaara hai tere paas behen?

Theek hai bhaiyya….kal jaake dekhti hun….

(Agle din 2 ghante chalke bank pahunchne ke baad)

Arre kahan andar jaa rahi ho behen….dekh nahin rahi itni lambi kataar hai? Peeche jaake khadi ho jaao….

(Ek ghanta kataar mein khade rehne ke baad bank ka karamchari bahar aata hai)

Apne apne ghar jaao….paisa khatam ho gaya hai….

(Sab log kuch der jhagda karte hain….phir jhalla kar jaane lagte hain…Jyoti bank ke karamchari ke paas jaati hai)

Sahab….mere paas ek hi paanch sau ka note hai….sau-sau ke note de do….do din se raashan khatam hai….Guddi ko kuch khila nahin paayi hun….

Arre main kya kar sakta hun behen….sab note khatam ho gaye hain…..badi mushkil se kuch note aaj pahunche the…..vo bhi khatam ho gaye….

Par saahab main kya karun?

Kal aana behen….

(Vo mayoos hokar do ghante ka raasta tai karke phir ghar pahunchti hai….Guddi bhookh ke maare ro rahi hai….vo pados se kisi tarah ek roti ka intezaam karti hai ayr Guddi ko khila kar sula deti hai…par use neend nahin aati….is soch mein ki kal bank mein kya hoga)

(Agle din subah jaldi uthkar vo phir bank pahunchti hai….utni hi lambi kataar mein lag jaati hai)

Bank karamchari thodi der mein pahunchta hai….

Bhai apne apne ghar jao….aaj paisa nahin aaya hai….

Nahin aaya?...Par kal to aapne kaha tha sahib aaj aane ke liye….

Kaha tha…..par main kya karun?...Paisa nahin pahuncha….kal aana….

(Vo phir ruaansa sa munh leke vaapis ka raasta the karna shuru kar deti hai….raaste mein ek ghar ke andar use Pradhan mantra TV par dikhte hain toh vo sunne ke liye khadi ho jaati hai)

Pradhan Mantri: Bhaiyon aur behenon….mujhe garv hai apne deshvaasiyon pe jo desh ke liye lambi kataaron mein khade hone se nahin ghabra rahe….kaale dhan ke khaatme ki is ladayi ke liye app sab ne hi mujhe shaasan ki baagdor saunpi thi…..bhaiyon aur behenon….main aapse keval 50 dinon ki mauhalat maang raha hoon…..mujhe yakeen hai ki is desh seva se aap peeche nahin hatenge…..

Ye sunkar use kuch zyaada samajh toh nahin aata….kataar mein khade hone se vo kaise desh seva kar rahi hai?....ye kaala dhan kya hota hai?...usne aaj tak kabhi bhi kale rang ka koi note nahin dekha tha…..is soch mein doobe hue use yaad aata hai kichunaav ke samay vo kis tarah vote dene gayi thi…us samay jo ab Pradhan mantra hain unki baatein use badi bhaayi thi….gaaon mein bhi sabhi ne yehi kaha tha ki ab achche din aayenge….

Khair ye sochte sochte vo ghar pahunchi to Guddi phir bhookh se behaal mili…..Jyoti ki samajh mein nahin aa raha tha ki vo kya kare….pados mein rukmini ke paas gayi toh pata chala ki vo bhi khaana nahin paka saki thi….

Ghar aake kisi tarah paani pilakar Guddi ko sula diya….soch rahi thi ki do din se kaam pe bhi nahin jaa saki hai….do din ki pagaar to vaise hi barbaad ho chuki thi….ek paisa nahin tha uske haath mein…kya kar sakti thi…kal phir bank jaana hi panda tha….khud bhi bhookhi pyaasi vo behaal ho chuki thi par koi aur raasta dikhai bhi toh nahin padta tha….par vo abhi bhi yeh nahin samajh paa rahi thi ki vo kis tarah ek sachi deshpremi hona saabit kar rahi thi? Kaala dhan kaisa dikhta tha?.....uske kataar mein khade hone se kale dhan ka aur deshseva ka kya lena dena tha?.....aur kya ye achche din the jo vo samajh nahin paa rahi thi?....ye sab sochte sochte uski aankh lag gayi…

Agle din phir jaldi uthke Guddi ko sota chod baahar se darwaaza band kar aur rukmini ko Guddi ka dhyaan rakhne ke liye bolkar vo bank ke liye nikal padi….

Vahan jaakar phir vahi nazaara dekhne ko mila….aaj teesra din tha….log kataar mein khade the…thodi der baad bank khula toh dheere dheere kar uska number aaya…vo bank saahab tak pahunchi aur apna paanch sau ka note de diya….saahab ne kaha apna aadhaar card ya raashan card kuch dikhao….

Vo toh kuch laayi nahin thi….use kya maaloom?,,,kisi ne toh aisa nahin bataya tha….vo saahab se gidgidayi ki vo use aaja paise de den to vo agle din raashan card laake dikha degi….

Par saahab tas se mas na huye…bole main kuch nahin kar sakta…sarkaar ka order hai…..

Roti bilakhti pareshan vo paanch sau ka note muththi mein band kar ghar ki taraf chal padi….

Ghar pahunchi toh rukmini guddi ke sar pe thande paani ki pattiyaan kar rahi thi….Guddi ko bahut tez bukhaar tha…..Ghabrayi si Jyoti ne Guddi ko uthaya aur paas vale dawakhane ki taraf daud padi….Vahan doctor memsaahab ne Guddi ko dekha to bola ki use bade aspataal mein bharti karaana hoga….shayad koi machchar se kaatne vaali beemaari ho gayi thi Guddi ko…..

Jyoti ghabra gayi…bada aspatal to 10 meel door tha…kaise leke jaaye Guddi ko?...Paise bhi to nahin the uske paas….Doctor memsaahab ne bhi haath khade kar diye the…khud bhi veh is kaale rang ke note ki vajah se pareshaan thi….

Kisi tarah Guddi ko god mein uthakar vo rikshaw vale Jugnu bhaiyya ke paas pahunchi…sab baat batayi to vo Guddi ko rickshaw mein le jaane ko tayyar ho gaya….Rikshaw mein ek ghanta lag gaya safar the karne mein…Guddi bilkul behosh thi….

Ek ghante baad aspataal pahunche toh vahaan bhi lambi kataaarein thi har jagah….kisi tarah ek doctor memsaahab se baat karne ko mili to usne sab kissa sunaya…. Doctor memsaahab ne use rukne ko kaha aur bola ki main bade saahab se baat karke aati hun….isi mein do ghante aur beet gaye…

Achanak use vahi doctor memsaahab dikhi….bhagkar unke paas gayi aur poocha to unhone kaha Guddi ko laao main dekhti hun….

Guddi ko jaanchne ke baad vo doctor memsaahab boli ki Guddi ko kisi cheez ki zarrorat hai jo aspatal mein nahin hai…kya cheez thi use samajh mein nahin aaya tha….Doctorniji ne bola tha ki ya to vo baahar se intezaam kar ke laaye yak al subah tak ka intezaar kare….

Baahar 2 meel door ek dawakhana tha….vo bhaagkar vahan pahunchi toh vo bhai bola ki 500 ke note ke badle vo veh cheez nahin de sakta….Jyoti kahin se sau sau ke note laaye….Usne bahut madad maangi par kahin se intezaam na kar paayi….

Thak haar kar behaal vo chaar ghante baad aspataal pahunchi….Guddi ke paas gayi aur uske sar pe pyaar se haath phera….Guddi ko choote hi vo sannate mein aa  gayi….do minute baad hosh aaya toh bhaagi doctorni ko bulaane….

 

….Bejaan Guddi ko baahon mein bhar ke vo ghar ki taraf chal padi…..khud bhi ek zinda laash ki tarah…..ghar pahunch ke Guddi ko bistar par leta diya usne…..chulhe ke paas padi hui maachis uthayi aur paanch sau rupaye ke note ko jala daala…..phir apni ek saadi uthayi aur upar lage pankhe ke saath latak gayi……

Sunday, 13 November 2016

Reminiscence of those days.



What if this was my last day to breathe?
Of inhaling and exhaling I am an expert at,
Of a few expectations from even fewer relationships,
Of my unfulfilled dream and my wasted being…

It appears to be a dilution of something,
Or a delusion of a powerless and incapable me,
A dilution of the fortitude of my mind,
A delusion of my mind’s imagined realities…

A schizophrenic mind listening to life’s last serenade,
A seeming salvation leading through a lonely arcade,
A stagnation, a realization of an unrealized dream,
A lonely fight with myself, a self-pitying scream…

A continuance of the superficial existence,
Of a mechanical motion guided by a clueless mind,
Of a million roads that lead to nowhere,
A body crippled with irrationality, roaming everywhere…