EDITORIAL
BREATHES HERE THE
MAN......
As the nation
welcomes the 55th year of independence, she has the
satisfaction that all the 100 crore people living here
are breathing a lot easier. Last year when India crossed
the billion-mark in population, few thought it a moment
for celebration. Indeed, many people trace most of the
problems faced by India to her teeming millions. Yet, it
is an achievement all by itself. When India became
independent disease and death, the high mortality rates
in men, women and children were a serious concern.
Epidemics were rampant, healthcare was spotty, and
trained doctors were just not available. The few
physicians of the Christian Missionary establishments
were looked upon as one of the few blessings of the
otherwise accused British rule. Today not only is India's
healthcare system with all its deficiencies one of the
most extensive in the world, but she is a net exporter of
the healthcare experts. They go not to the backwaters of
the world, but the most developed of the nations upon it.
Incidentally, the science and technology establishments
in those very developed countries depend substantially on
the Indian scientists and technocrats, trained and
educated in the Indian institutions and universities. And
education, rather the lack of it, was one of the nation's
most deficient areas on the eve of independence.
Think of the
German lanterns with which India greeted her mid-night
tryst with destiny and think of Germans fighting over
getting Indian experts and you have a substantive image
of the achievements of the nation over these past
fifty-four years. Indians of the 21st century may grumble
over the lengthening power shortages, yet the 527 billion
kilowatt-hours of electricity, being generated today, is
a thundering shout from the paltry 7 billion KWh of
electricity produced in the fifties. Just 3 lakh tones of
crude were produced then and 3 crore tones are produced
today. The total number of registered vehicles then was 3
lakh. Last year, one single company produced and sold
over 3 lakh cars. The total worth of the nation (GDP) in
fifties was 9 thousand crores, today it is near 200
thousand crores. The plan outlay fifty years ago was a
bare 260 crores compared to today's 180 thousand crores.
Literacy has gone three times better, life expectancy is
double what it was and incomes for a population that has
trebled have scored a threehold increment. And, of
course, there are the giant strides in the agriculture
and food production. From 50 million tones to 200 million
tones is a long journey that India has traveled with
verve. Once perennially hungry India has no place to
store her grain, today.
The sluggish
poverty - stricken India of fifties is one of the world's
fastest growing economies and biggest markets, today.
When the services and amenities available are taken into
consideration, the apparently low Indian incomes
translate into figures that compare favourably with the
best in the world. But, probably, the most remarkable
achievements of the post independent India is the stature
she occupies in the comity of nations today. A graphic
illustration would be comparison of Nehru's first visit
to USA to the response Vajpayee received there last year.
And, Nehru was a world statesman, one of the tallest one
produced. This year may see India installed as the
permanent member of the UN Security Council in which she,
despite being a founder member, was a virtual underdog
fifty years ago. Of course, she is a nuclear power, a
space power, a military power, and a technological power
today. This is not a mean achievement by any reckoning.
The nation has prospered and prospered well. This
independence day, as on all the days past, India can take
just pride that she has done well, remarkably well, by
herself.
.......With Soul So
Dead?
Yet it cannot
be said that all is well with India today. India started
with certain strengths and many weaknesses on that August
midnight of 1947. Over the years she remedied her
weaknesses one by one. Substantially, if not fully. But
she has steadily lost her strengths all along the course.
The tragedy becomes all the more poignant when it is seen
that the strong points have not been sacrificed to
overcome the weakness but have been dissipated
carelessly, without thought, for ends that would hardly
be called honorable. India than was a nation of hope. The
world's greatest biologist JBS Haldane proudly became an
Indian citizen then; today the meanest of Indian skilled
workers aspires to drain out to foreign lands. And, the
better ones are already there. India then had a fund of
confidence, a vision that was all hers. The visions have
to large extent been fulfilled but the hope has become
high cynicism. Being Indian and free on the morning of
15th August 1947 was unmixed blessing, pure pride. Every
people are so sure today, while more and more are falling
for a nostalgic remembrance of life and days back then.
The nation in
forties had a character, an integrity, that none could
challenge. Corruption, nepotism and self-service was a
shame then not the measure of 'achievement' they are
today. Casteism was a national blemish that everybody was
eager to fight out from the system. Today, casteism is
not only favored but is actually promoted as a national
policy. All parties, all groups today live, think and
operate on casteist lines. From seats in legislatures to
employments to simple business-loans, everything is
pervaded by a deep casteism. Even crimes are evaluated on
the basis of caste. If casteism was a curse, reverse
casteism is a greater curse and parceling the nation into
caste, linguistic, regional and communal lines is a
calamity that no nation can live with. The irony is that
this ravaging friction is presented as the most
enlightened dispensation. Today's 'nationalists' are
reveling in fractures, fissures and polarizations of the
Indian society. Indian culture whose innate unity even
the astute British could not rend, has been, most
happily, torn by the messiahs of post-independence India
almost thoroughly.
India of the
forties was brimming with nationalism. The surge of
Indian identity was the most palpable feature then; it
has seen the subcontinent welded into one nation after
centuries of dissidence. Policies, visions, even
political planks were decided by this fund of national
fervor. National concern is still there, it comes in
strong evidence every time a threat arises. But it has
become largely a crisis response not a living spirit. It
has been overlaid thickly with petty interests, personal
concerns and selfish ends. The tyaga, sacrifice of
pre-independence is today a competition to slice away as
much as possible of the national cake for regional, local
or personal myopias. History's admonition that it was a
divided India that had fallen a prey to invaders from
Afghans to the British was a realized truth then,
dictating the responses and aspirations in the nation.
Everyone, then, lived for India. Nationalism was a pride,
at a premium. Today there is high apathy, if not clear
ridicule, for the national concerns. At any rate
nationalism is not a favored policy. It certainly goes
unappreciated. The nation is beginning to ignore those
who died, die and will die for the nation. Probably, none
asks today: who lives if India dies? Has the soul of this
nation gone dead even as the body is being catered
better?
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How
do you rule India ?
By M J
Akbar
Embarrassing
question for Independence Week : how do
you rule India? Philip Mason, that
chronicler of imperialists more than
imperialism (The Men Who Ruled India) thought
that he recognised the British formula as
a mirror of a traditional Indian pattern.
The Raj was also run on the four tier
caste system: Scholar, Soldier, Scot,
Servant. One has taken a mild liberty
with the syntax in the interests of
sibilants, but the analogy should be
obvious. The Indian Civil Service was the
top, trained for two years at Oxbridge
and sought by dons who wanted to rule the
world through their students. Not for
nothing was the ICS known as the realm of
the twice-born. The Kshatriya of the
British Indian Army came next and, as in
the caste system, some space was created
for the soldier in the
political-administrative apparatus. The
Scots were the traders and managers
independent, aggressive and formidable in
their clubs and chambers of commerce. The
bottom was a multiplicity with
hierarchies of its own. The rules were
strict. The Brahmins of the ICS could not
buy land or indulge in trade. Their
compensations were power and snobbery.
George
Nathaniel Curzon, the ultimate Rajah of
the Raj, believed that the British Empire
was the ''greatest instrument for good
that the world has seen'' and that the
noble mission of ruling India was
''placed by the inscrutable decrees of
Providence upon the shoulders of the
British race''. He did not add that God
was white and English, but maybe that was
under a good king. Curzon put this notion
into Balliol English when once commenting
on the tortures of bureaucratic
behaviour: ''All these gentlemen state
their worthless views at equal length,
and the result is a sort of literary
Bedlam....Efficiency of administration is
a synonym for contentment of the
governed.''
What
happens when the governed declare their
independence from foreign domination, or
national despotism, or a plutocracy,
however Platonic it might be, and prefer
consent to virtue if they have to make a
choice? Obviously, in an ideal world
there would be perfect marriage between
consent and virtue in public life, but
such fortune is not in our destiny.
The Indian
Brahmin took over from the White Brahmin
in Delhi, and handled the transition with
some success. The Nehru-Gandhi family,
with a pause for a Shastri (a Kayastha,
not a Brahmin), understood the dynamics
of a coalition concept like the Congress
and survived through a system of give and
perhaps a disproportionate (though not
extortionist) amount of take. When
tragedy removed the family from the
Congress leadership, the party turned
instinctively to a consummate Brahmin.
Narasimha Rao was perhaps too Brahminical
for his own good, so clever that he
became too clever by half. Rao's decline
and then fall were the consequence of
excess. He was a Brahmin fundamentalist
who lost sight of duty in his myopic
greed for power. The Rao kind of Brahmin
has become the worst enemy of his own
interests.
On the
other hand, it is not entirely a
coincidence that non-Brahmin leaders of
both the Congress and other parties
proved too brittle to attract either the
loyalty of their own organisation or the
support of the people. Morarji Desai,
irrespective of his last, Janata
appellation, was quintessentially a
non-Brahmin Congressman anxious to wrest
power from the Nehru-Gandhi family.
Indira Gandhi's folly gave him the
opportunity in 1977. Morarji Desai knew
how to administer, but he did not know
how to rule. Others from different castes
have become Prime Ministers thanks to one
set of stars or the other. They will
surely blame circumstance rather than
themselves for their aborted tenures, but
you could be forgiven for tracing a
pattern.
The only
non-Brahmin Prime Minister to build any
rapport with mass sentiment was the
Thakur, Vishwanath Pratap Singh, but that
story too is such a classic restatement
ofcaste temperament as to be almost
ironical. V P Singh did not rule Indians;
he led them into battle, from the holy
war against corruption to the holy war
against social injustice. V P Singh was a
permanent warrior. He had no time and no
use for peace. He disconcerted India.
The only
Prime Minster from the non-Congress
dispensation to hold a fractious
coalition together and delvier a popular
vote is another Brahmin, Atal Behari
Vajpayee. The reason for his success is
that he has moulded himself on the
Nehruvian model. He is not a man of
sectarian causes; he is, primarily, an
assurer and a reassurer. His concerns
tend to be national in character, whether
he commits himself to better relations
with Pakistan or economic liberalisation.
Nehru went some steps further, blending
his dreams for his nation into a new
world order. At heart Vajpayee is a
consensual politician, not a provocative
one; he leads by keeping his flock
together, including a wolf or two who is
a danger to his own side. But that is
part of the game, part of the process.
The
success or failure of such leaders is
less important than what they represent.
Success in any case cannot be permanent
or even long-lasting, which is why
sensible systems place a time limit on
the longevity of a term of office. (The
Romans gave their consuls as little as a
year before the Caesars took over.)
Second, success in a complex nation like
India can only be achieved through an
inclusive vision. Sectarians can be
essential ministers; the underpinning;
they cannot be prime.
Atal
Behari Vajpayee could be the last such
Brahmin of our times. Son a Gandhi is
neither a Brahmin by birth or learning or
temperament. When she attempts to be one,
the experience is faintly ridiculous. All
other parties, barring the Marxists, are
sectarian by intention and the Marxists
are limited by presence. It is important
though to enter a caveat. We are talking
of original concepts here, of the
meretricious Brahmin and not the
hereditary one; of the mind rather than
what the caste has become today, another
fundamentalist sect.
The BJP's
deputy leader, or Prime
Minister-in-waiting, Lal Krishna Advani,
injuries himself by being shrill. Indians
today, like any people who believe that
they are under slege, appreciate the need
for a general who can raise the
temperature or at least survive the heat
of battle, but the empirical role of
kings is shaded by calmer attributes. A
king must flourish in peacetime, even if
he does allow generals their excesses in
war. No Indian king is a hero if he is an
Alexander, who never left the campaign
trail. The sage who saw Alexander outside
Taxila and later befriended the Greek,
first laughed at the conqueror. Conquest
for its own sake is an immature ambition.
India's
hero-king is one who protects the
boundaries and worships the goddess of
fertility, the fertility of the field and
the fertility of the womb. The hero-king
worships Durga, invests in Saraswati,
seeks the blessings of Lakshmi- and only
has a working relationship with Kali.
How do we
come to terms then with this strange
phenomenon called democracy that makes a
Phoolan part of the ruling class? How do
we deal with an upsurge that punishes the
avarice of Brahminical excess by
excluding its wisdom? What happens when
sectarians demand their portion and more
in the most strident tones?
We are in
fact seeing right now what happens.
Change
cannot come without turmoil. Turmoil is
not easy to manage. Paradoxically, change
does not always promise change. The
corruption that has wasted the
Brahminical order, for instance, is not
always going to be replaced by a
Puritanism that places sacrifice on the
altar of ideology. The changers may be
as, or even more, rapacious than those
they have replaced, the greed fuelled by
first-generation opportunity. Oppression
could give way to counter-rape, in a
repetition of a historic syndrome. where
the hapless citizenry pays for defeat of
its government.
But
democracy is meant to be the civilised
route map for upheavel, is it not? That
is meant to be its affirmed genius.
So is the
problem with democracy or is it with
India?
It is
facetious to believe that democracy is
only about political rights. Democracy is
not about pressing a button every five
years to throw a rascal out. It is a
daily business of incremental comfort,
however miniscule that might be.
Democracy must be an economic fact and
the graph most travel in a positive
direction. Democracy encourages demands,
and any perception of prejudice
encourages street theatre in support of
retribution. Tricky : Add the problems of
rising expectations and the mix becomes
more volatile. Mass media, a cornerstone
of democracy, becomes a constant
reference point for rising expectations
as it flaunts the lifestyle of haves in
its search for entertainment persona are
relevant to our appreciation of British
rule. His Eton schoolmates identified him
with a doggerel :
My name
is George Nathaniel Curzon,
I am a
most superior person,
My
cheek is pink, my hair is sleek,
I dine
at Blenheim once a week.
And when
Curzon was leaving for India to become
Viceroy, still less than forty years old,
Lord George Hamilton, the secretary of
State for India in London, advised him:
''Try to suffer fools more gladly; they
contribute to the majority of mankind''.
It is the kind of advice that a Brahmin
fundamentalist like P V Narasimha Rao
might have offered if he believed that
any subordinate had the intelligence to
understand what he was saying.
The flaw
in the paradigm must be apparent,
particularly to the Brahmins with their
sharp minds and clear heads. Whether it
was the British Raj at his best or the
Hindu caste system at its ideal, the
principal that anchored behaviour was
good government, not self-government. The
British ruling class and the Brahmin were
as superior to their own people as they
were to those they had conquered. This
did not necessarily mean ill-use of
power. When famine threatened Gujarat
Curzon pre-empted disaster by personal
intervention, reinforcing Amartya Sen's
thesis that all famines are manmade
rather than nature-sent. Appropriate
British rule ended in the devastation of
the Raj-induced Bengal famine that,
curiously, does not seem to arouse the
anger or even the curiosity of
nationalist historians of any persuasion,
left or saffron. In a typically Indian
twist to the Gujarat story, the rains
came during Curzon's visit to the
province, confirming the traditional
Indian corelation between nature and
power: there is no famine. How then do
you rule India? Send an invitation to
George Nathanial Curzon, on the
assumption that he is still interested ?
The Indian
Rope Trick is not the answer, despite its
popularity in Indian politics.
Politicians enter the arena, accompanied
by bugles and trumpets. They dazzle
spectators with their oratory, and climb
the rope to the summit of their
achievement to thunderous applause. Then
they disappear. That is a fact, but not
an answer.
Is there
an answer in the theory of traditional
relationships (as opposed to their
practice) ? In forming an interdependence
between the various communities of India
that creates mutual wealth within a
system of political preferences that may
be different? Above the fray, but not
above involvement, is the patriarch, the
Prime of the Ministers. He presides by
consensus, but has the authority to weed
out the poisonous ivy that so often
emerges from the undergrowth of human
relationships. The patriarch has more
responsibility than power. That is the
first check on him. His timeframe is
defined.
That is
the second check. His human tendency
towards greed and nepotism is monitored
by professional hecklers like us
journalists. He belongs to his party but
is of the nation. His judgement is his
asset, his vision is his weapon. Am I
also saying that he does not exist?
Maybe.
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Whose
Flag is the tri-colour, anyway?
By R K
Murthi
That is
not a question that Amitabh Bachchan is
likely to pose to one of the aspiring
crorepatis on the hot seat. Siddarth
Basu, who is the 'mind' behind the grand
show, may view this question as too
elementary to be even a starter with a
prize tag of Rs. 1,000. Our National Flag
is a symbol of India and its people. It
represents the essence of India,
encapsules the nation's self-respect and
dignity, ideals and aspirations,
character and history, tradition and
heritage. Therefore it is ours by right.
Yet,
till recently, only high dignitaries were
entitled to fly the Flag at their homes
and atop the flag most of their cars. The
vast majority of Indians, the commoners,
were not entitled to fly the Flag except
'on occaions specified by the Government.
So said the official Flag Code - India.
Among the
rules laid down by the Code, relating to
the colours, design and shape of the
National Flag and the procedure to be
followed to extend all respect to the
symbol, the denial of the right to fly
the National Flag struck Navin Jindal,
(now Vice -Chairman and Managing Director
of Jindal Steel and Power Ltd), as an act
of discrimination. He says, "The
National Flag was an integral part of my
hostel room at the University of Dallas,
Texas, where I was the president of the
students' union. Unlike in India,
everyone in the US has the right to fly
the Stars and Stripes. Drawing
inspiration from the American example,
the first thing I did on returning to
India in 1994 after securing an MBA
degree was to fly the National Flag atop
my factory. No sooner had I done that
than complications arose. I was
instructed by the Commissioner of
Bilaspur not to fly the Tri-colour atop
my factory. This resulted in my filing a
writ petition with the Delhi High court.
The Delhi
High Court, in a landmark judgement,
delivered on September 21, 1995, noted
that 'the Flag Code - India which defines
the use and display of the National Flag,
could not be so interpreted as to prevent
the ordinary citizen from flying, in a
respectful manner, the National Flag from
the premises of his or her business or
residence.'
The
Central Government obtained a stay.
However, Jindal daringly displayed the
National Flag atop his factory premises.
Nineteen-ninety-seven marked the 50th
anniversary of Independence. Around this
time, Gautam Kaul, the then Inspector -
General of Central Industrial Security
Force, ran into trouble after the Times
of India, in a report dated January 9,
1997, noted that Gautam Kaul had a
miniature of the National Flag at his
office. The news roused the hackles of
the officials of the Home Ministry. He
was asked to explain his side of the
matter. He sought a revision of the
existing Code, begged that the Nattional
Flag be released from its bondage by
bureaucracy. His appeal fell on deaf
years. He was instructed to desist from
flying the Flag at his office.
He did not
leave it at that. He appealed to the
Prime Minister to change the Flag Code.
He argued , "The National Tri-colour
stands for a very special patriotic
emotion. It is the fulcrum around which
masses rally when we have to invoke
sacrifices."
His was
not a voice in the wilderness. Quite a
few others joined the chorus, while
Jindal waited for the Supreme Court's
verdict. It was a long wait. But, now,
after nearly five years, the highest
court of the land decided to lift the
restrictions and to give the citizen the
right to fly the National Flag, subject
to his extending to the Flag due respect
and propriety as enjoined by the Flag
Code.
Nobody,
can quibble over that. Nor would nor ask,
"Why should the Flag command such
high esteem?" The answer is readily
seen. Loyalty to the nation is paramount.
The Flag defines one's nationality. Its
very presence rouses the deepest emotions
of the people. It breaths into them the
courage to fight for the nation's
security and defence.
The pains
nations take to uphold the prestige of
the national flags may be seen in one
incident. On July 4, 1978, Chess Master,
Viktor Korchnoi, who had defected from
the Soviet Union expressed a desire to
take on the little bout, flying the Flag
of Switzerland, his adopted country, with
his opponent, Anatoly Karpov, of the
Soviet Union, (The World Chess
Federation, FIDE, lays down the condition
that every player displays the Flag of
his country). The Soviets pointed out
that Korchnoi had only applied for
citizenship and had not yet become a
citizen. so he was legally a Soviet
citizen.
The legal
quibbling shows the importance attached
by nations to their flags. Where springs
the importance in the eyes of the Indians
of the Tri-colour from?
For that
we have to travel back in time and gain
an understanding of the evolution of the
Flag. India's National Flag, the
Tri-colour, didn't evolve overnight, out
of thin air. The need for a national Flag
was felt by nationalists much before
Mahatma Gandhi arrived on the national
scene.
The first
reference to a Flag that symbolized
nationalism goes back to the early 1900s.
Those were times when Calcutta was the
capital of the British India and
therefore the epicentre of the political
unrest caused by the rising tide of
protest against alien rule. On August 7,
1906, before a fairly large crowd that
had gathered at the Parsee Beam Square
(Now Green Park) of Calcutta, the
earliest known design of the National
Flag was unfurled. It was composed of
three horizontal stripes. The green
stripe, which was at the top displayed
eight lotuses. The middle stripe,
haldi-coloured, had the words
Vandemataram written in Devnagari script
in deep blue. The bottom stripe was red
and showed the sun close to the mast and
a stars and the crescent moon on the free
and end. The colours and the motifs had
the right blend of religious unity.
The
concept crossed national barriers when
Madame Cama, an Indian revolutionary, who
had chosen to wage the war for liberation
from Europe, arrived at Stuttgart in
August 1907 to participate in the
International Socialist Conference. (She
was one with patriots like Savarkar), VVS
Iyere and Shymaji Krishna Verma who
established the India League at London
and provided a pivot around which the
battle for liberation could evolve They
were revolutionaries with a do or die
attitude.
In those
days, India was a British colony, and
Indian delegates to international
conferences were expected to be pleased
with the Union Jack's display at the
venue. Madam Cama rebelled against the
practice. She decided she would
farbricate a National Flag. Time was
short. But that did not deter her. The
design she chose differed slightly from
the one unfurled at Calcutta a year
earlier. The words Vandemataram where
written in white in Devangari on the
yellow band in the centre. The design of
the sun on the lowest stripe, red in
colour, was placed at the free and; the
crescent moon lay close to the mast. The
star was dropped.
In 1921,
the Indian National Congress met at
Vijayawada. Gandhi had emerged as the
unquestioned leader of the Party. That
was clear to one and all. Pingali
Venkaiyha, a young man, did not miss that
either. He had worked, for some time, on
the design of a Flag for the Congress
Party. It was made of two bands, one of
green and the other of red. The colours
represented the major communities. The
Charkha, (the spinning wheel), spread its
shape over the three bands.
The young
man met Gandhi and requested him to study
the design for the Party Flag. Gandhi
suggested to the youth to add a white
band to the flag and to emboss the
Charkha in blue. In the issue of Young
India (April 13, 1921, which marked the
second anniversary of the gory tragedy at
Jallianwala Bagh), Gandhi noted that the
red in the Flag represented the Hindus,
the green stood for the Muslims and the
white represented all other faiths. The
spinning wheel in the middle reflected
this oppressed condition of every Indian
and also held out the possibility of
rejuvenating every Indian household.
Gandhi
also justified the felt need, "A
Flag is a necessity for every nation.....
It's no doubt a form of idolatry which it
would be sin to destroy. For the Flag
represents an ideal. The unfurling of the
Union Jack evokes in the English breast
sentiments whose strength it is difficult
to measure. The Stars and the Stripes
mean a world to the Americans..... It
will be necessary for us Indians ----
Hindus, Muslims, Christians, Jews, Parsis
and all other to whom India is their home
--- to recognize a common flag to live
and die for."
The design
of the Party's Flag was widely accepted.
But not everyone was quite satisfied. So
it was not officially endorsed. It took
the Party about a decade more to adopt a
design and give it the stamp of approval.
A seven member committee was appointed,
in 1931, to debate and come up with the
design for the Flag. The committee
identified saffron as the main body of
the Flag. The Charkha was painted at the
left in deep red-brown shade. This did
not meet with Gandhi's approval. Many
members of the AICC too thought it did
not reflected the multi-racial character
of India. Instead the Congress approved a
Tri-colour with three bands..... saffron,
white and green, in that order, with the
saffron colour at the top. The Charkha
was drawn in the blue and placed on the
white band. There was logic in this
choice..... Saffron for courage and
sacrifice; white for truth and peace;
green for faith and chivalry.
Dr
Radhakrishnan gave a deeper meaning to
the colour theme and noted, after the
National Flag of Free India was approved
in July 1947, "The Bhagwa or the
saffron colour denotes renunciation or
disinterestedness.... The white amidst is
light, the path of truth, to guide our
conduct. The green denoted the soil, our
relation to the plant life on which all
other life depends." The length
would be one and half times the width.
The party
Flag stuck on this design till
independence. Could it be accepted as
such as the Flag of the free India? The
answer was to be in the negative. The
Flag had become too distinctive in its
association with the Congress Party. It
symbolized the Party. Congress leaders
agreed that therein lay the disqualifying
note of the Party Flag. Its acceptance
without change would have given the
impression that the Party was unwilling
to shift gears, that it was reluctant to
adjust and accommodate to the
expectations of diverse sections of views
and ideas. The Party resolved, wisely, to
design a new Flag for free India.
On July
22, 1947, Nehru presented to the
Constituent Assembly the design of the
new Flag for its approval. He sent around
two replicas of the deisgn. Both of them
used hand-spun material, though one was
of silk and the other of cotton. Nehru
explained the logic behind the design
that made only one change from the
Congress Flag the Charkha was replaced by
the Chakra, the Ashoka Wheel. Nehru
moving the resolution, seeking approval
of the design by the House said,
"Resolved that the National Flag of
India shall be a horizontal Tri-colour of
deep saffron, white and green in equal
proportions. In the centre of the white
band there shall be a wheel in navy blue
representing the Chakra (wheel).
The design
of the wheel shall be that of the wheel
that appears on the abacus of the Sarnath
Lion Capital of Ashoka. The diameter of
the wheel shall be approximate to the
width of the white band. The ratio of the
width to the length of the Flag shall
ordinarily be two breadths by three
breadths."
He
justified the choice of the Ashoka wheel
and stated that during the Ashokan period
'India's ambassadors went abroad as
ambassadors of peace and culture and
goodwill. Therefore, this Flag that I
have the honour to present to you is not,
I hope and trust, a Flag of empire, a
Flag of imperialism, a Flag of domination
over anybody, but a Flag of Freedom, not
only for ourselves... And wherever it may
go and I hope it will go far, it will
bring a message of comradship, a message
that India wants to be friends with every
country of the world and that India wants
to help who seek freedom." The Flag
Code too was approved. This code defined
who could display the Flag, and also laid
down regulations regarding when and where
and how the Flag could fly.
Nobody
found anything wrong with the Code,
except with regard to the right of the
ordinary citizen when it comes to
displaying the Flag. This restraint,
subject to due respect and regard being
extended to the Flag, has now been nailed
down, thanks to spirited campaigning by
men like Jindal and Kaul.
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The
feast of the assumption
By P K Joseph Dhar
August 15 each
year is a day when the Catholics the world over
commemorate and celebrate the feast of the
Assumption. The feast reminds that one day we all
will be taken to the heaven and shall be living
with God. This is our hope, aspiration and
assurance. The bodily lifting of the Blessed
virgin mother Mary by God to the highest heavens
so that she remains with him for ever is what we
celebrate on the feast of Assumption. Here we
witness the flowering and ultimate realisation of
Creation.
God created man to
be with him. ''He chose us in Christ Jesus before
the foundation of the world to be holy and
blameless before him in love''. (Epesians 1:4).
The purpose of the calling of disciples was not
different. ''He went to the mountain and called
to him those whom he wanted, and they came to
him. And he appointed twelve, whom he also named
Apostles, to be with him, and to be sent out to
proclaim the message and to have authority to
cast out demons.'' (Mark 3:13-14). What does ''to
be with him'' mean? It denotes physical presence
and personal love and affection. When Jesus,
sitting on the mountain, called the Apostles by
name from the mountain called the Apostles by
name from among the crowd which was scattered all
over, they approached him one by one. Those who
were sitting far came nearer. That shows the
physical presence. All the apostles of Christ had
spent 3 years with him, and all of them had loved
him deeply. A real disciple is one who revolves
round the master.
It was the Blessed
virgin Mary that was Closest to Jesus and who
loved him most deeply and dearly. She had
conceived the word of God, bore him in her womb,
gave birth to him and looked after him, nurtured
him, and served him for nearly 30 years. There is
no body in history that is related to Jesus as
closely as the Blessed virgin is. Thus the Holy
Mother had lived with him and for him and that is
why he decided to take her away, bodily, into the
heaven so that she could be with him for
eternity- that is Assumption.
In the Christian
view what is heavenly life and the inevitable
death that precedes it? We should consider death
as an invitation to be with Jesus Christ. But
often we look at it as a terrifying monster. If
one thinks about death in the light of the Holy
Bible, there is nothing, no experience as
exhilarating, joyful as death. Death and heaven
mean that we are with Christ. Saint Paul wrote to
some Thessalonians who were sorely grieving at
the death of some of their beloved: ''We will be
with the Lord for ever''. (Thessalonians 4:17)
Saint Paul writes about his own death in these
words : ''My desire is to depart and be with
Christ''. (Phil 1:23).
In his second
letter to the Corinthians he wrote: ''We would
rather be away from the body and at home with the
Lord.'' (2 Corn 5:8). Not only Saint Paul, but
also Jesus Christ himself looks at death in a
similar fashion. He told the thief hanging on his
right.'' Today you will be with me in paradise''.
(Luke 23:43). In short, death is an invitation to
be with Jesus.
To understand
death in the Christian perspective, we have to
think about the death of Lazarus. Lazarus was
buried in the tomb and four days had passed after
his death. Jesus standing near the cave in which
Lazarus was lying called out : ''Lazarus came
out'' (Johan 11:44). As soon as these words were
uttered, Lazarus walked towards Jesus who was
waiting with stretched hands to embrace him. He
embraced him. Is not Christian death an embrance
of Jesus, who is waiting for us with loving hands
? Death is a loveable meeting with Jesus. It is
an experience which the disciples of Jesus had in
the mount Tabor. Or like the experience that St.
Paul had in Damascus. From these experiences one
thing is crystal clear; death is a pleasant
meeting with Christ; death is an invitation to be
with him. If that is the case we can conclude
that Jesus Christ was with his mother at the time
of her death and carried her, body and all, with
loving care so that she could be with be with him
eternally in the Kingdom of heaven.
Today the Blessed
Virgin Mary, who is sitting with the Holy
trinity, is reigning as the queen of heaven and
earth. The duty of king and queen is the welfare
of the people. The Blessed virgin Mother Mary is
the one appointed to look after our welfare and
also to request for the blessings and graces that
we need in our every day life, and it is an
indisputable fact that She will carry out her
mandates without fail. What is impossible for us
now that our mother is the heavenly queen? But
there is one thing. The Blessed Virgin will go as
a benefactor to her near and dear ones. She had
gone to Canada to attend the marriage ceremony
and to render whatever help was needed.
It was reported to
be the marriage of the Son of her sister. She ran
into the hillside of Judea to help her aunt
Elizabeth. It is obvious that the Mother goes
with blessings to those who are her relatives and
friends. So those who want to receive her
blessings must accept and acknowledge her as
their mother and live like her children.
The Blessed Virgin
foresees the needs of her near and dear ones and
gives them things even before they ask her. She
has the special blessing of sensitivity. She
realised the grief and pain of the hosts at Cana,
during the marriage when wine ran out and asked
her son Jesus to work a miracle and save them
from disgrace. She also went to the pregnant
Elizabeth, reasling that she needed her help at
that time. In a like fashion, if we are near, and
dear to her, she will come to us, even without
our asking with her helping hand at the time of
our needs.
For that we must
behave like Johan under the cross, Jesus pointing
to his mother, said to Johan: ''Here is your
mother''. The Bible further states what Johan did
at that time. ; ''And from that hour the disciple
took her into his own home.''
Let us also like
Johan, bring the Blessed Virgin to our hearts and
homes. Then she will be our real mother and
helper.
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