Sunday, April 14, 2013


RISE OF AN AUTOCRAT - THE FALL AWAITS?


Narendra modi, Sushil Kumar Modi, Gujarmal Modi, Lalit Modi and the list goes on. India has had a fair share of famous and powerful Modis. But think about this: You hear the name Modi and the first picture that comes to your mind is of a man clad in a perfectly tailored half-sleeved kurta in his late fifties with a neatly trimmed white beard and a Montblanc fountain pen in his pocket. And if that’s not the picture that came to your mind then you’re either lying or have been living under a rock or just maybe, you’re a huge fan of IPL.
Narendra Damodardas Modi, born in 1950 to a family of grocers in Vadnagar, Gujarat, epitomises the phrase rags to riches, or in his case, rags to royalty. He,in so many ways, is similar to a crop of politicians now in their late fifties or early sixties which,in different regions of india, rose from the grassroot level to become prominent figures in their regional politics. This list would include leaders like nitish kumar, Lalu Prasad Yadav, Mulayam Singh Yadav, et al. But just when you think Modi is no different from these leaders, you read an article congratulating him on being the cover of TIME magazine, another mentioning his achievement of becoming the first Indian politician to interact with netizens through live chat on the internet. What also distinguishes him from the aforementioned leaders is his growing importance in the national polity. While both the respected Yadavs have in some phase of their lives dreamt of holding the prime minister’s office, and one of them still does, realistically speaking they are quite far from it. On the other hand, in spite of the apparent unease within the BJP hierarchy with Modi being projected as their PM candidate for 2014, a large section of the Indian population-both his supporters and his detractors- have started to realize the huge chance he stands as India’s next Prime Minister. Now, as free and advanced thinkers (as we like to think of ourselves) we must not deny the situation altogether but should rather try to understand what lies beneath this man, who in all probability, might be the next resident of 7, Race Course.
First of all, I’ll try to understand the way in which Mr. Modi tries to project himself and how, consciously or sub-consciously, contradicts that very image. That Modi is a simple and honest man with no love for money is probably something even his opponents would not deny. But what about his love for power? And even his proclaimed austerity can be questioned. Aakar patel, a gujarati journalist who has known modi for quite some time now, has tried to find out the distinguished features of Modi’s character. “Modi’s clothes”, he says, “especially the iconic half-sleeved kurta, might seem like khadi and often they are, but they are not inexpensive. His designer used to be the Ahmedabad store Jade Blue, the most expensive couture store in the city.” Modi is also known for his love for montblanc fountain pens which cost as high as a few lakhs. However, I must admit that Modi does come across as a very simple, honest and disciplined person and if I was asked to name the most honest among the top leaders, it’d either be A.K.Antony or him. But, while honesty is among the desired qualities of a leader, it’s not the only one. A country like India, which has people of different faiths and beliefs needs a tolerant leader. And Mr. Modi’s alleged exploits during the 2002 riots has shown his religious intolerance. Modi is not only intolerant when it comes to religious faiths but is also unwilling to listen to any sort of criticism. His autocratic behaviour is known by the public. Some would argue that present Indian system, with problems of rampant corruption, naxalism, terrorism, growing tension in diplomatic ties, needs a leader who can take decision and implement them. While I do not have a doubt about Modi’s decision making power, I do, however, have a problem with the way in which he takes decisions. We’ll have to admit the fact that India is run by multi-party alliance which, in some ways, is also good as it helps in the assimilation of aspirations of various identity groups. Now, if we have prime minister who’s got his agenda set and is not ready to listen to other allies, lo and behold, we’re staring at the collapse of a government which in any situation is not good for the common people.
But what’s the prime accusation levelled against Narendra Modi? That he is an extreme right wing leader with an undertone of a jingoist and that his rule in gujarat or in the centre will mean persecution of non-hindus in general and muslims in particular. To find out what do the gujarati muslims feel about modi, I read a few article on the internet. Here, I must admit that I was limited by the fact that most of these articles had a slant, still, I tried to infer as objectively as I could. Now, why did I just read about the sentiments of the gujarati muslims and not of the whole country, it’s because I feel that they can best describe Modi’s actions and intentions post-Godhra. A muslim or anyone living in, say bengal, can have resentments against Modi and is completely justified in doing so but can he objectively comment on Modi’s post-Godhra actions and his secular credentials? I doubt so. An article on FIRSTPOST talks about a civil engineer named Adil Bagadia, who post-Godhra, started growing his beard to highlight his muslim identity as a defiant response to the riots. He, the article writes, ‘ was a moving portyal of the angry young muslim, full of venom against Narendra Modi’. In the winter of 2012, the beard is still there but the anger against Modi seems to have diminished. However, when asked who would he vote for in the vote for in the upcoming polls, he says “congress”, but adds, “only if they field a good candidate”. He says that the congress can no longer take the gujrati muslim votes for granted. Contrary to the popular perception outside Gujarat, the muslim mood in Gujarat is not uniformly negative. Muslims still have grievances against Modi, but their numbers are shrinking. A very small minority could even vote for the BJP. The very fact that muslim sentiment againt modi has started to divide goes to how his growing poularity. But the question for me remains, can good deeds of 10 year wash away the sins that left indelible marks on the lives of thousands. Even if Modi is acquitted by the court for the riots, the fact remains that he was the head of the state government and he did fail to take actiions. Sometimes, failure to take actions can have as serious consequences as taking actions.
My problem with the man, however, is not so much his religious fanaticism but his autocratic style of working. That is why I changed the title of this article from The Rise Of A Fanatic to The Rise Of An Autocrat. In one of his interviews to a journalist of THE HINDU Modi states “ if we had the natural resources of an Assam, a Jharkhand and a West Bengal: I would have changed the face of India”. Notice the use of ‘I’, not ‘we’ but ‘I’. Now the question is, can India- a democracy of more than a billion people with various identities and scores of national parties- afford to have an authoritarian as it’s Prime Minister. There is a very subtle difference between an able, fast decision making leader and an autocrat. Even for all the corruption we have been plagued by, we can not afford to have a leader who intends to extend his personality to his party, government, administration and country. Will we be able to see him off? Only time will tell. But then I’m reminded of the person who, in all possibilty, will stand against Narendra modi in 2014. And I secretly start hoping that we’re better off with the autocrat than the confused prince. And then the existential angst occurs and I take resort in absurdism!

Friday, August 27, 2010

the renegade

Things went wrong,i do not know why
I was just trying to be the catcher in the rye
i wanted to soar high in the sky
but 'coz of your ignorance i'm left to die
and now i realize my success was a lie
a lie which i never wanted to know
a lie which made my spirit so low
a lie which finally made me show
the reasons for my wish to grow
beyond the person i could ever be
i just want to cut the chains and breakfree
from the cobwebs that have gathered around me
it haunts me in every single dream i dream
and finding no other way to protest,i scream
then i find it even harder to go back to sleep
i find myself falling down,going deep
i pretend to be emotionally stable,still,i weep
and pictures from my dark past suddenly creep
in my mind,before my eyes and in my heart
these pictures cut me down and tear me apart
i bleed,i cry,and i wish they'd thwart
but they dont stop,instead the pain has grown
i dont want fake friends.Leave me alone
before i die,for once 'let me live on my own'

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

REQUIESCAT IN PACE

As we all parted beneath that familiar sky
I knew it was the last meeting as we had to soar high
All those ten years that we have spent together
Are moving in my mind and will be there forever

God knows if we will ever meet again
If ever we'll be able to play in the rain
During the recess and going to classes all wet
Guys!y'all are the best people that i ever met

All those things that we did are are coming back to me
Bunking classes and tellin the teacher"i went to submit the fee"
Eating the tiffin during the classes in a hurry
And hence spilling the whole lunch full of curry

I want to laugh at those things that we did
But then i remember something sad;a kid
Who i sat by in the class,but i barely knew him
for we had never talked,but i do remember his unusual vim

I wish i had more time left at my school
For i wanted to know this kid whom all called fool
I dont know why they called him so
But that kid did not have a single foe

Everyone mocked him and made fun
when he'd had enough,he used to run
Away from those students of my class
He went and hid under the long green grass

Years passed,we all became man of success
we all were living busy lives full of stress
But somehow i got this urge to seek
about the same kid whom we all called a freak

And hence i searched the school records
And found his permanent house address
I went to his house and knocked
a lady came out looking shocked

Then she asked me "who are you"?
"I am andy's friend who couldnt bid adieu"
Then that lady who was looking quite sad
Told me something about that lonely lad

And i came to know that while i've been busy on my success ride
That fool,freak and lonesome kid had committed suicide
I tried in vain to remember his exuberant face
But i could only say "REQUIESCAT IN PACE"

NOTA BENE:requiescat in pace means REST IN PEACE IN LATIN

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

UNREACHED FEELINGS

Right now i am feeling a bit low
This feeling is like i am trapped in snow
My near ones are worried and sad
And the person inside me is feeling bad

I'm thinking about my dark past
Every event that occured and went so fast
And now i find myself placed in this situation
With fading memories of the past full of fluctuations

Its not that i blame myself for this
But yes!this feeling is certainly not bliss
A part inside me is saying "You are the one
Who left each and everything he tried undone"

Its like an albatross hung around my neck
Apart from ths feeling there's nothing i reck
If only i knew how to redeem
I'd have done anything to retrieve my esteem

These thoughts remind me of my past not so bright
And from nowhere comes this feeling of fright
Exactly then ,i do not know what to do
To become the real me or the person i always wanted to

Monday, July 5, 2010

A NIGHT BEFORE THE DAWN

I LAY STILL ON MY BED
WITH STRANGE THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD
I KNOW NOT,IF I WILL SURVIVE THIS NIGHT
'COZ THE DARKNESS HAS GRIPPED ME WITH ALL ITS MIGHT

I WISH I LIVE TO SEE THE NEXT MORNING SUN
I HAVE TO LIVE 'COZ I LEFT THINGS UNDONE
I HAVE TO FINISH MY LIFE'S UNFINISHED BOOK
SO I COULD TELL THE WORLD ABOUT THE ROADS THAT I TOOK

ONCE I'M DONE WITH THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
I'LL HAPPILY PUT DOWN THE PEN AND WILL TAKE THE KNIFE
TO END THIS LIFE WHICH I'VE LIVED WITH SORROW
IN A HOPE THAT I'LL REINCARNATE WITH A BETTER TOMORROW

A TOMORROW WHICH WILL BE FREE FROM SORROW AND FEAR
A TOMOROW WHICH WILL BE FREE FROM GLOOM AND TEARS
A TOMOROW WHOSE STEERING WILL BE IN MY HANDS
A TOMORROW WHICH WILL BE FREE FROM THE SERVILE BANDS

BUT FOR NOW I'LL HAVE TO FIGHT THE DARK
I'LL HAVE TO LIVE TO HEAR THE MORNING LARK
I'LL HAVE TO LIVE WHILE THINGS GO ON
IT IS REALLY A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT BEFORE THE DAWN