THIS ABOVE ALL
False gods and failed ideas
Khushwant Singh
While
L.K. Advani is busy explaining what he meant by describing the
destruction of the Babri Masjid as "the saddest day of his
life" and lauding Jinnah as a genuine secularist, he has yet to
explain why and on what grounds he imposed his deification of Vinayak
Damodar Savarkar on the nation.
He had the airport at
Port Blair in the Andamans named Veer Savarkar airport and a life-size
portrait of his hero hung alongside that of Mahatma Gandhi in the
Central Hall of the Parliament. He took the idea of Hindutva from
Savarkar and described it as "a noble concept."
The question we have to
answer is does Savarkar deserve to be honoured as a national hero? The
answer is clearly no. The facts and Savarkar’s own utterances leave
one in no doubt that he was not cast in the heroic role and was among
many Hindu leaders, including Lala Lajpat Rai, who believed that Hindus
and Muslims could not co-exist in peace in one country.
Savarkar started off as
a revolutionary in England. On March 13, 1910, he was arrested in London
and transported to India. In two trials, he was sentenced to 50 years of
imprisonment and sent to the Cellular Jail in the Andamans. He was
unable to stand up to solitary confinement and hard labour. While most
other revolutionaries remained adamant, Savarkar cracked up and decided
to make terms with India’s British rulers.
When Sir Reginald
Craddock, Home Minister of the Vicerory’s Council, came to inspect the
Cellular Jail, Savarkar personally gave him a petition for mercy. I
quote his exact words: "I am ready to serve the government in any
capacity they like, for as my conversion is conscientious, so I hope my
future conduct would be. The Mighty alone can afford to be merciful and,
therefore, where else can the prodigal son return but the parental doors
of the government ?"
His 50-year sentence
was reduced to 14 and he was transferred to a jail in Maharashtra and
then allowed to settle in Ratnagiri on the condition that he would not
leave the district and not take part in any political activity. This did
not prevent him from organising the Hindu Mahasabha, converting Muslims
to Hinduism (shuddhi) and exhorting Hindus to go for the defence
services to fight for the British against Netaji’s INA. He also came
round to the view that Hindus and Muslims were separate nationalities.
In his presidential
speech at the Mahasabha conference in Ahmedabad in 1937, he said: As it
is, there are two antagonistic nations living side by side in India
several infantile politicians commit the serious mistake in supporting
that India is already welded into a harmonious nation, or that it could
be welded thus for the mere wish to do so. These well-meaning but
unthinking friends take their dreams for realities."
Seven years before
Jinnah and his Muslim League put up the demand for Pakistan (1940),
Savarkar in Nagpur said " I have no quarrel with Jinnah’s
two-nation theory. We, Hindus, are a nation by ourselves and it is a
historical fact that Hindus and Muslims are two nations."
The Hindu Mahasabha had
no problem joining the Muslim League government in Sindh and Bengal. He
was also the supporter of the princely order and thought it would not be
a bad idea if the King of Nepal became the Hindu Emperor of India.
Though acquitted in the Gandhi murder trial, there were many, including
Sardar Patel who believed that Savarkar inspired Godse to commit the
trial.
If you want to recheck
what I have written, take a look at Savarkar: Myths and Facts by
Shamsul Islam (Media House).
Men and rivers
The importance of
rivers is mentioned in The Bible in the following words: "It shall
come to pass, that everything that liveth, which moveth, whither soever
the rivers shall come, shall live; and there shall be a very great
multitude of fish, because these waters will come thither: for they
shall be healed; and everything shall live whither the river cometh.
"Ezekil 147:9)
Come to think of it all
ancient civilisations came up along the banks of great rivers: the
Indus, Mesopotamia (Tigris and Euphrates), Pharonian (the Nile) and many
others. Most great cities were built along river banks: Indraprastha
(now Delhi), Baghdad, Cairo, Paris (Seive) was London (Thames) and
dozens of others. They have been lauded in song and music: the Blue
Danube, Song of the Volga Boatsmen, Oleman river (Mississipi) Some
rivers are at places as broad as the Sea: Indus, the Brahmaputra,
Irravady, Padma, Mekong, the Rhine, the Amazon, Mississipi, Missouri.
Though all rivers are cherished by the people who live by them, we
Indians are perhaps the only people who worship our rivers as if they
were our deities. Apart from the Brahmaputra which is a male river, most
of our other rivers are named after goddesses. By far, the most sacred
is the Ganges.
I have yet to discover
why the Ganga is the most revered of all rivers of the world. There are
many much broader and larger than her. There is no truth that its waters
have medicinal properties. No such healing qualities are attributed to
waters of canals that take off from the river or is piped into homes.
Besides, it is only the earlier stretches of the Ganga as it comes
tumbling down the Himalayas to the plains up to Varanasi that it is
accorded sanctity. As an agnostic, I do not worship the Ganga; I love it
and till recently make it a point to call on her at least twice a year
at sunset time to kiss her feet.
We have a new talented
poet joining the band of Ganga worshippers. Subash Misra was born on its
banks at Mirzapur, educated on its banks at Varanasi and made his
livelihood in Kolkata where she is named Hoogly. In his collection of
poems Gangasmriti & Other Poems (Writers Workshop), he goes
ecstatic in praise of Srishti: The Creation:
I born on the banks of
another river Another name for self and all of us
I was not born in these
plains — watching your slide
Nor in those woods
hearing the sound of your struggles
Nor did I arise where
the barriers to meditation
Are left behind. If you
are looking for the root
You will find it in ‘I’
and Us. That is where
My ancient land was
before it became country, nation, state, date and repeatedly rewritten
history.
Later, from the
maturing rhyme
From the earliest of
all times
You awoke us
Making your own sand
and smiles
Creating your own gods,
grains and grass
Gliding gently, dashing
wildly, turning seductively
Reclining piously on
flowers and brass
From sweating snows to
sleepy morning dew
From hot and humid days to a regional
blue.
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