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Books and Rebellions


Books become my ideal companions in times of political turmoil. Right now, as you’re reading these lines, there are dozens of active armed conflicts going on around the world. Besides, developed countries like America are asking foreign students as well as others to leave. The global economy is experiencing significant instability, characterised by weak growth projections, persistent inflation, high debt levels, and geopolitical conflicts. Even when a country like India advertises itself as becoming the third largest economy, the living conditions of the poor aren’t showing any improvement. Nay, the world isn’t becoming any better than it ever was.

It's when such realisations hit you from all sides, you need the consolations of an abiding hobby. Reading is at the top of my list of such hobbies. First of all, books help us understand current events in a broader context. They can reveal patterns in history: how democracies falter, how propaganda spreads, how resistance movements rise, and also how revolutions fail utterly. Even a simple fable like George Orwell’s Animal Farm can be shockingly relevant in a world where the leaders embrace each other with broad grins in global meets while one of them is kicking out the citizens of the other’s country behind the curtain.

 One of the inevitable fallouts of political turmoil is disinformation. If you are living in India and have the habit of watching news on TV, you will recall the amount of government propaganda that hits you day in and day out, trying to convince you that you are living in the best possible period of your country’s history. That’s when books become highly serviceable. They force you to challenge official narratives and ask difficult questions. They teach us to be critical, to question, to analyse, and evaluate rather than follow blindly with bovine docility.

Books offer solace and solidarity in times of turmoil. Anne Frank and Viktor Frankl can sponge up much of our pains. One of the most helpful books of this type I read recently is Hope by Pope Francis. It inspires us deeply with the persuasive compassion that trickles from every page of it.

Books can inspire purposeful action. Arundhati Roy’s fiery defence of the Adivasis and Sheela Tomy’s literary understanding of the Adivasi problems in Wayanad can move us to act with greater sensitivity than our various governments all of which victimised these people in various ways. Even if you can’t lead a revolution on behalf of such exploited people, you can at least write a few blog posts like me or draw the attention of others on social media platforms. Those whom the governments call offenders and encroachers are actually the innocent owners of the lands. How many of us have tried to understand such truths? It is books that helped me with such understanding.

Books give sanctuary to radical, suppressed, or dangerous ideas, especially when free speech is threatened. In other words, reading can be a quiet act of rebellion as it is for me along with my writing.

The book that I’m reading right now is William Dalrymple’s The Golden Road, which is about “how ancient India transformed the world.” Among many weird historical characters I have encountered in that book so far is General Yang Jian of China. He killed 59 members of a family in order to exterminate a whole dynasty and set up his own dynasty as he crowned himself Emperor Wen. The guy was a devout Buddhist who believed in serene nonviolence! He built countless Buddhist monasteries. In the year 583, he got an Indian Buddhist monk named Narendrayashas to produce a series of translations from Sanskrit (supposedly) which were meant to prove that he was an incarnate Bodhisattva who had the divine sanction from the Buddha himself to rule over China and, if possible, larger areas. In short, he used religion and propaganda effectively to impose his will on a large population. Do you find a parallel in your own country right now?

Now, let the history go on. His dynasty lasted only two generations in spite of all the divinity it was supposed to be blessed with. Do you think there will be a parallel to that too in your country soon? 
From my bookshelf

Books can be of immense use, right?

PS. This post is written as part of #BlogchatterBlogHop

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  1. Books have a number of advantages over other platforms of communication. Research has shown that reading books improves our cognitive functions by letting our brains work. It also helps us to focus and it also boosts our creative abilities.
    And, writing can be a hugely cathartic experience.

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    1. Unfortunately reading books is fast disappearing as a hobby, it seems. Most young people are too busy with their phones and/or jobs to find time for reading.

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  2. While I used to be teaching courses in Epistemology, dealing with hermeneutics, I used to pose a question to the students of philosophy. " What exactly is the difference between watching the news on the T. V. and reading a book." It would take some amount of reflection on their part to realize that while watching T. V., the images are thrown at you, whereas while reading a book, you have to enter into it, encounter the author, who is "Dead", but much Alive, and encounter also the readers, who have read the book, preceding you, who had invested their meaning and world into it. Also encounter those who would read the book, after them, from multiple locations.

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    1. Reading is a lot different from watching TV. We can read at our own pace, comprehending, contemplating, researching... As you said, join other readers too.

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  3. Hari OM
    I'm a huge fan of Willie Dalrymple (and the podcast 'Empire' that he runs with Anita Ananda). There is so much of such history that reveals how what we are faced with in the world now is nothing but a 'rinse and repeat' - proof that Mankind knows not how to move beyond the animal instinct territorialism... YAM xx

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    1. Yes, we haven't come much beyond... On the contrary, some of our leaders seem to be travelling back to savagery's wildernesses...

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  4. Books are a greater good. That's why those in charge want to ban the ones that might challenge their power.

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    1. The tragedy today is writers are becoming sycophants.

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