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‘ Guj’s Muslim fishermen seek mass euthanasia .’ The headline in today’s New Indian Express is rather unnerving. The issue raises two questions. (1) Is the government meant only for a particular community of people? (2) Can euthanasia be permitted? Whose India? India has a Prime Minister who revelled in making statements against a particular community while he was a chief minister. When he became the PM, he stopped making such public utterances which were not only crude but also subhuman. But his attitude towards that community hasn’t undergone any improvement. In fact, he seems to think that India is meant only for one particular community. Mr Modi loves to travel all over the world and suggest solutions to international problems and environmental disasters. But back home, he is as parochial as a dog in its alley. This is the reason why the Muslim fishermen in Gujarat, Modi’s own state, seek death. They know that their future is bleak as long as Modi’s party remains in power. A

Book Review Title: Under the Mistletoe & Other Stories Author: Manali Desai Manali Desai’s stories have a unique quality. They carry the salt tangs and sweet flavours of life effortlessly. The sweet smiles of love mingle with the sobs of loss and grief just like in life. There is longing and there is fulfilment too. Santa Claus is always there somewhere in the background with his graciousness and twinkling stars. Yes, these are Christmas stories. All twelve of them in this anthology. There are six poems too, again with the Christmas carols echoing in the background. Writing ultra-realistic stories which charm the reader delightfully requires a touch of genius. That’s all the more true when the stories revolve round a particular theme or season like Christmas. The author of this anthology possesses that genius. She can bring a few very ordinary staff of an institution together in a Christmas celebration and weave a fantastic romantic tale with an inimitable twist at the end.

Media Watch The latest issue of Frontline magazine focuses on the bulldozer politics that has taken India captive. More than half of the magazine is dedicated to the topic: Bulldozing the idea of India . R Vijaya Shankar sets the tone in the editorial by asserting that the problem in India is not Muslim appeasement as alleged by the right wing. It is “the majoritarian bigots who are appeased by allowing them to hound Muslims, attacking their places of worship, bulldozing their residences and means of livelihood, their cultural symbols, their food and sartorial choices.” The present India is the culmination of the century-old project founded on the concept of cultural nationalism by Savarkar in 1923, before Jinnah ever proposed a separate nation for Muslims. In the lead story , ‘Bulldozing the idea of India,’ Venkitesh Ramakrishnan argues that the bulldozer has now become “a hideous symbol of communal aggression.” It was first employed in UP to withstand the challenges posed by SP

This is the last post in the A-to-Z series that I have been writing in April. Most of the posts in the series touched explicitly or implicitly the post-truth politics of present India. Post-truth is the zeitgeist of India now. Facts don’t matter here. Emotions do. Slogans do. We have a Prime Minister who loves to play with words. He keeps on giving us new slogans every year, if not more frequently. Remember slogans or jingles like Achhe din aane waale hain ? Make in India (which has now become Break in India), Beti Bachao Beti Padhao, Minimum Government Maximum Governance, Sabka Saath Sabka Vikas … Hollow slogans. That has been the zeitgeist of India from 2014. Hollow. Resounding hollowness. What is the reality behind those slogans and rhetoric? I found the following illustration from a Malayalam weekly the most apt depiction of our present reality.  You know what it means. A thickly populated area in the national capital is bulldozed after Mr Modi’s supporters orchestrated a ri

Yesterdays pretend to be sweet. One of the most popular poets of Kerala, ONV Kurup, composed an unforgettable song about the poet persona’s longing to return to the days of his childhood and wander once again in the courtyard where his memories roam, shake the fruit trees, draw water from the well and taste its pristine sweetness… The past is supposed to be pristine and hence sweet. I have a huge collection of old Malayalam film songs in the pen drive that plays while I drive. Many people who have travelled with me have wondered whether I’m in love with the past. I am not. My past had nothing to make me feel nostalgic about it, let alone romantic. My childhood was a pain and youth was worse. There is nothing sweet or pristine about any of it. Absolutely nothing. My childhood reminds me of the canes wielded by my parents and teachers with Gradgrindian cold brutality. Those canes were replaced by repressive social games played by certain missionaries in my youth. So why do the Mal

Narendra Modi made nationalism India’s national pastime. The kind of nationalism that he advocates is a very narrow-minded view which amounts to his personal conviction that India is the greatest country because he was born in it. Hand in hand with that narcissism walks xenophobia. Modi’s xenophobia is not so much fear as hatred of the others. He has succeeded in raising hatred to the stature of a virtue. In 2019, Time reported that 90% of the hate crimes in the past decade happened during Modi’s reign as PM. Today, three years later, that figure will be higher, no doubt. 99% of hate crimes in the last decade in India must have happened with Modi’s tacit support. In 2016, an online dictionary cited xenophobia as the word of the year. The ascent of Trump with his kind of xenophobia is what prompted the dictionary to highlight that word. Trump hated a whole lot of people. He got along very well with Modi, however. Similar souls who had many things to hate and few to love. Xenopho

Franz Stangl Dusseldorf, 22 Dec 1970. The court finds a 62-year-old man named Franz Stangl guilty of genocide and sentences him to life imprisonment. As soon as the verdict is passed, another man present in the courtroom takes out his wallet. pulls out a photo of Stangl, tears it up into pieces and throws it into a dustbin before walking out of the room nonchalantly. That man is Simon Wiesenthal. Wiesenthal is the man who tracked Stangl for about 20 years in order to bring him to justice. He ferreted out more than 1000 Nazi criminals and brought them to justice. With cool determination and total dedication. Why? Wiesenthal was a survivor of the Holocaust. He lost his family members, except his wife, to the Nazi genocide which killed over 6 million Jews with state support. The government becoming a mass murderer is the ultimate degeneration of a nation. When murder is made a virtue by the government, humanity itself dies without a second thought. People become murderers happily. The