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Sunday, May 18, 2003
Books

As Kiran sees it
Harbans Singh

As I See...
by Kiran Bedi. Sterling Publishers
Private Limited, New Delhi. Pages 225. Rs 195.

As I See...WHEN Indian women-in-police made history by coming together for a conference, Suzette Davenport, Chief Superintendent of the British Police, told them that they "were up against an elephant" and that they needed to "eat it." To this Jenny Daisley had added, "Remember to eat it bit by bit." The truth, though, is that Kiran Bedi has been eating the elephant for much of her life, often biting the tusk, and one can be reasonably sure that with her passion and fearlessness she has contributed in bringing change in the lives of countless people.

For quite sometime now, Kiran Bedi has been expressing her thoughts in the columns of various newspapers. Keeping her eyes wide open, she has reflected upon subjects as varied as the policing in India to the need to have educated parenting and charity with considerable ease. As I See`85 is representative of the various colours and shades of our society.

 


Understandably, the virtue of Vipassana is there, but then so is the constant reminder to the police force that it is under an oath to protect the Constitution and the law, and that for discharging this duty it need not wait for the orders. Read as a whole, the book also reminds police personnel that, as it is, they are subjected to frequent transfers, therefore, one more, while working with a clear conscience, will not substantially alter their lot.

While on the police, a reader can guess the kind of wall she is up against when she has to remind time and again that her effort has been at preventing crime and correcting criminals rather than proving her efficiency by allowing crime to take place and then apprehending criminals. The transition from ‘Wet Delhi’ to West Delhi and the chapter Zero Tolerance is ample proof of the holistic approach that has been her hallmark. Perhaps, there is also a teacher in her who is ever striving to harden the backbones and soften hearts. The archaic nature of the Indian Police Act, 1861, too weighs heavy on her mind.

Women naturally occupy much of the space and, both, bluntly and subtly, she emphasises the role of the parents in preparing the girl child to meet the challenges of life. This is a recurring theme, all the more important since she admits that conditions and safeguards regarding the safety of girls after sunset remain unaltered even today. However, one cannot help but notice that the only time Kiran Bedi does not have a clear cut answer is in Not Born Free, where a computer software engineer is reduced to the status of a commodity placed in the corner of the owners choice. But then that seems to be the admission of the fact that in our zeal to change and give a humane face to society we can go only thus far and no further. Perhaps conditions will change, when following her exhortations to NCC cadets to join either the Army or the police, or even politics in large numbers in order to bring about the desired transformation.

Finally, even before putting down the book, one can debate if her services are needed more with the United Nations rather than India where many more Kiran Bedis are needed.