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Our forefathers weren’t fools.


‘Don’t talk ill of the dead’ has become a cliche that it has lost all sense. The depth of this statement could be understood only when dragged through situations in life.

When we talk ill of the dead, we are sitting on judgement on what the previous generations had done, from the comfort of the present, which itself has been built on the labour, resources and efforts of the preceding generations.

Let us leave the moral right and concentrate as to whether we could have done differently had we been the persons in charge in that point of the past, which we have dared to judge.

In India, since 1947 we have had native Indians Rule us, and from 1950 onwards, rather 1952 onwards, we have had the Parliament to make laws relating to List 1 of the Seventh Schedule and in some cases the List 3 also. Therefore, the electorate then were our forefathers who had delegated the job to the then Members of Parliament, which formed the government and ran the policies relating to the executive action and legislative actions. Now that we have a Parliament and we have elected our Legislators, have they performed better than their predecessors? Only history could tell, when we get the benefit of hindsight to see the graph in the cold settings of historical assessment. But are we any the better? Are we Mentally racing towards a nostalgic past or are we racing towards a hopeful future? If the answer is the former, we are NOT doing great. It simply means we are endeavouring to build a reminiscent Past in our Future. A repeat rather a relapse to a supposed Past, in which we never participated but merely imagined in parts by the imaginative and purveyed as a fact to the gullible present day population. Let us get out of this. Let us build a future – a Future in the future with the yardstick of health for all, happiness for all, Work for all, Rights for all based on a fair Order of the society- not merely tolerant and creepingly acquisitive, but giving space and holding on to one’s own space with the dignity of institutionalised Rights and God given Liberties. 

Are we competent to judge the then fledgling country run by those who had been mandated to run the country? Who gave us the right to question them?

One of the cardinal principles in law making is: No legislative laws binding the succeeding legislative bodies could be enacted by taking away the sovereign powers of any succeeding Legislature. Which means that the laws made by any preceding legislature could be repealed and new law enacted by amending, abrogating or even  leaving unregulated that subject. 

The courtesy that we owe to our preceding legislatures and the persons who ran the government then, is not merely a courtesy but respect to the Sovereign power the Constitution vested then with. The same constitution has vested the present legislatures with similar sovereign powers. It is that reciprocity which is to be appreciated. The will of the people then, was fulfilled through that legislature then, and the present will is to be fulfilled NOW by the present legislature.

However, academically we could speculate as to whether a decision taken then, had it been different, would it have resulted in better results so that such mistakes could be avoided.

But such speculation by a Legislator or even the electorate, to malign our forebears, is the false confidence of a Bradford millionaire who has forgotten the days of his penury, and had forgotten that he, like what Newton said, was merely sitting on the shoulders of a giant past. That indelible Past has given so much that the persons who dare to talk contumely should show understanding and modesty and be humbled that there is order established, institutions raised and fostered, the supremacy of the Legislatures have been left intact – unlike some of our neighbours.

Another point is, the troubles that we face today is not any more difficult than the troubles faced by our forefathers. That’s what covid 19 has made this generation realise.

We are no less afraid than those who dreaded the bubonic plague, the Great Depression or even the World wars. The GE Engines and Rolls Royce engines fitted to the aircrafts are all rusting; the wet leases and dry leases are languishing without returns; EMIs are being defaulted and force majeure clauses are being contemplated for enforcement. We stand deflated – the future does not something to be built on, but to be repaired and reconstructed. It is no more growth from where we were before covid, but rebuilding our economy, institutions and the general well- being of the people to those pre-Covid levels. Thriving has made way for mere Survival.

A new world Order is being born, in which Humility, compassion and fairness are not the ingredients in our sporadic personal interactions with other humans but institutions will have to be built to be humble, compassionate and fair to every human being similarly placed. That is the norm to be desired and worked towards. Episodic goodness is out and institutionalised goodness is to be brought in without whittling the Rights and Liberties of individuals. 

Let us stop this business of writing false histories through our WhatsApp messages without knowing the liabilities under which our forefathers strained. In fact it is against the general nature of goodness of Indians to talk ill of the Dead – definitely not because they are not there to defend themselves but because we just do not know what they went through to get us here – this far.

The mounting Eagle and the moulting one


Once a mounting Eagle sighted a moulting Eagle perched on the crag of a rocky mountain top.

The Eagle on its wings asked the moulting one why he was idling; and was it not a sunny day to mount the thermals, and sight those rodents and rabbits from above and make a meal of them by swooping down with delight?

Said the moulting Eagle: Days of yore were spent thoughtlessly, never mindful of these moulting days, which come to pass to all eagles. I asked the same to those moulting ones then.

They replied in silence, holding dear to those memories of their mounting days.

Hope is what I draw from those eagles which soared again; but on the other side close-by lies Despair, when i remember the carcasses of some of those moulting flightless eagles, done in by the cougars then.

Hoping still, but Despair and Fear is not too far either.

Times have to be experienced, but memories keep us grounded and help us keep our mouth shut when we sight those in misery.

I can’t see my people suffer!


Can there be a more ridiculous statement than this in a democracy?

The constitution of India split up powers – both Legislative and Executive into the Lists. List 1,2 & 3.

Any person leading a legislature can at best make laws and get them implemented within those prescribed powers only. That’s all that is granted to him. But i saw a Chief Minister make the above statement.

This statement is the mindset of persons who are there merely to make laws and implement them. But their language is that of Feudal Lords.

‘My people’ – are these persons ruling by divine right?

Whose people are these so called ’my people’?

They are the electors and he is an elected representative. By this statement the fellow makes it seem as if he is outside the ambit of ‘My People’. He comes with an expiry date to his legislatorship and he seems to have forgotten that.

Covid is unfortunate, all efforts are being made within the permissible limits with the available resources. Each individual is battling his own battle, and the person who has been elected and chosen by his party representatives, to head the executive branch of the Government, cannot talk like Moses leading his people from the clutches of Pharaoh under a Divine Right.

When i hear these kind of feudal sentiments, my blood boils. When they talk these kind of words they think that they are appeasing the public- they are not. They are merely reinforcing that the electors are merely slaves to those Feudal Lords.

Beware these patronising statements which subliminally belittle the individual and the collective choices made by them for a very limited purpose.

I have to say LET MY PEOPLE GO.

Gangster requests to be handcuffed.


Can there be anything more bizarre?

There was a time when, in the seventies and beginning of eighties those who had been anywhere near the criminal courts could see plenty of alleged criminals seen in handcuffs. In fact each policeman used to have a pair of handcuffs tagged to his leathern belt. That was the norm then.

If one had been associated with the prisons then, the entrance of those prisons would be crowded with handcuffed prisoners in the morning as a police van would be waiting to ferry the remand prisoners to courts, as no judicial remand could be continued beyond 14/15 days without production before the appropriate magistrate.

Nobody thought then that a criminal being handcuffed was odd, till the Honourable Supreme court came up with orders that remand prisoners should not be handcuffed.

One way we look at it, before being convicted, a person needn’t have to go thru the public ignominy of having to be handcuffed and paraded, on the other hand the number of constables required to produce them were very few if the prisoners were too be handcuffed. The courts lent on the side of the unproved charges being the basis of the ignominy and ordered that handcuffing should be an exception than a rule.

In the above case of Lawrence Bishnoi, the bizarre thing is that his lawyer has filed a petition in a court requesting that he be hand cuffed during transit to courts to ensure that the police wouldn’t have the excuse that he attempted to flee and the police either too prevent his escape or in self-defence shot him.

I wonder if the world had turned upside down! The dignity brought to the remanded prisoners was not an easy one, it was hard fought and many lawyer-days were lost in securing that dignity of presumption of innocence.

But when Life itself is in question, a suspect wants to be handcuffed so that the police wouldn’t have the fig leaf of self defence or attempted escape. In the context of Vikas Dubey’s encounter every suspect, like each one of us wanting to avoid the covid infection, wants to avoid getting into the irretrievable state of death.

The Darwinian principle of survival has trumped the concept of THRIVING. But I don’t discount those who look for muddy waters to do their fishing ; though i surely believe that there would be a select Lucky few who not only would proceed on the premise that covid would not hurt them but also believe that this is the time to thrive whether the waters are muddied or not, or are even daring to muddy the waters to fish.

Every idea has its time and when it has come, none can stop the operation of that Idea. A gangster begging to be handcuffed might be a strategy, but there can be counter strategies of the police too – claiming that the prisoner wanted too be de-handcuffed so that he could attend to the call of nature and when they obliged, the gangster snatched the weapon from the holster and attempted to hurt the police – why not?

After all these years of Thamizh movie watching, it isn’t difficult too imagine this.

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