Saturday 23 June 2007

The First Vibe

I have been recently reading "INDIA - From midnight to the Millennium" by Mr. Shashi Tharoor (again) and my mind is currently filled with nationalist ideas and Hinduism. It feels like revisiting chapters you had learnt in class VI, and although you remember them perfectly, you barely get to use them. For example, we have all heard of Swami Vivekananda's Chicago conference, but how often do we refer to it, or even talk about it with reference to a particular context that could have done with this reference? Like most other mundane things, we forget, or rather, not remember, very basic things in life. Like unity in diversity with reference to India. These are common things, like brushing your teeth, so used in life that we really do not pay much attention to their depths.
American kids make it a point to re-iterate "I love you Mom, I love you Dad" every night before they go to bed. Of course they love their parents, of course we love our parents, but how often do we tell them that we love them? To the Indian psyche it is irrelevant, as we have never been brought up to revisit something we live everyday – like telling our parents we love them. Of course, they know it, and so we think we do, too. Like unity in diversity in India. I last talked about it, I suppose, in some essay that I might have written in school. Since then it has just remained to be a concept that I believe in. And then I might use it again in some argument with my brother, to prove a point. I love my brother. I love our arguments. I don’t tell him I love him a lot, he knows it. Just like he knows I am a bit left inclined. And that I take pride in being a Bengali first, a Boddee next, maybe also that I am Bangaal, and a Hindu, and then may be an Indian. To him it is utterly unacceptable – it hampers in nation building, he says. We have to all think we are Indians first, and anything else next. I sympathise with him. What he is trying to think is utopian. If it had to happen, it would have happened at least a thousand years back. How can a Keralite Muslim even think he was like a Bodo tribesman? Will he not suffer an identity crisis? Talking about identities, my brother says our only identity should be we are Indians. Not acceptable. I cannot be the same Indian that a Jat is. I share nothing in common with him apart from our country and her political figures. I shall always remain a Bangali first, then a Boddee, then a Bangaal. Does that make me any less an Indian than a Jat? I don’t think it does. For don’t forget, I am also a Hindoo. Being a Hindoo is like telling your parents that you love them – it is so assimilated in my blood that I don’t even think of referring it. But today I am, for a bigger cause. I say I am Hindoo, for I believe strongly in Hinduism. In its acceptance power. In its power to assimilate, contain, respect, make space for and tolerate every other way of life. I have been brought up with Hinduism at the core. I know I respect every other Indian, along with their identities. To me a Madrasi Brahmin is as much an Indian as a Gujjar is, though they look and feel different. But I don’t try to steal their identities and make them all look same. I am not one who is offering the same shirt to Ali and Adam and Anand and asking them to fit into it. I am offering them, rather, a cloth hanger where they can hang their cloaks without offending the coat hung next to it. If they don’t want to use the hanger they’d rather not, but they will have no reason to censure the cloaks already hung there. I have seen enough of intolerance in India, from people trying to use Hindutva as a tool to breaking the nation in pieces to people trying to turn every one to conform to a common set of standards. Why? Why should I try to fit the shoe? Why cant I be the Indian that I was a thousand years back, when I accepted one and all – anyone from anywhere who came here, to seek asylum or to plunder – I accepted them all with open arms. I learnt from my mistakes – the only lesson being how to better adapt. We are rich and varied in heritage today only because we had the tolerance to accept a Bengali as a Bengali and a Parsee as a Parsee. I wont say I quote, for I fail to remember correctly at this moment, but Sardar Ballav Bhai Patel had said, about the Parsees had hit our shores, that in a boiling cauldron of milk, filled to the brim, if you add sugar it doesn’t make the milk spill – it just makes it sweeter. From our current fundamentalist or communal movements to our strictly nationalist movements, we have deviated too far from his essence these days. When we refer to a Shankaracharya, we refer to his religious theories rather than his philosophical outlook. When a Shankarachrya offers a discourse, he is targeting the Hindoos rather than an Indian.
The St. Xaviers school or the Don Bosco school do not convert their middle class Hindoo students, though they were originally set up for that. They are assimilating more to the Hindoo culture than the Hindoo himself. Why then, are we not following suit and learning the basic principle of Hinduism – “Whosoever comes to Me, through whatsoever form, I reach him; all men are struggling through paths which in the end lead to me” [The Bhagwad Geeta].

2 comments:

a big yawn said...

Midnight to the millennium is a book i can swear by, I have been inspired by Shashi Tharoors writings over the last 5 years, and woul also recomem\nd you to read the great indian novel.

As per as your views on tharoors chapter on unity in diversity and how he categorises minorities, is quite bang on. but the essence of the chapter, is how various nations are a hinderence to national integration,
you may read on to find that.
The fact that you consider your self as a bengali firsi and then a bodee next does not make you less Indian, but a bias to a bengali first and then a bodee over a punjabi sikh just because he is a punjabi sikh and and not a bengali bodee makes u less Indian for sure, even if i understand that you can feel more at home with a bengali bodee, but even if he is dumb ass, your choice of him over the punjabi sikh makes u clanish regional and parochial, making India a weak state, and thats what Mr Tharoor wants to write

zebee said...

nice blog, cous ;)