Author: Suchitra Vijayan
Publisher: Context, 2021 (First)
ISBN: 9788194879053
Pages: 320
There
is Jules Verne’s 1872 classic ‘Around the World in Eighty Days’ in which the
London socialite Phileas Fogg and his valet Passepartout attempt to
circumnavigate the globe in eighty days to win a wager with his friends. The
duo, along with a woman they rescue in India from widow-burning sati ritual who would later become
Fogg’s wife, cross the nations without the bother of any documents or personal
papers which is the current norm. National borders have become solidified and
imporous in the intervening 150 years since the publication of that book. There
are people supports the restrictions on human movement because of the order and
control a state can exert over the outsiders. Then there are the freedom lovers
who detest the requirement of documentary verification to move across the
planet earth which is in fact the shared home of the entire humanity. Then
there are some who enjoy all the benefits the nation state confers on its
citizens, but at the same time make self-righteous comments on the national
borders as artificially separating groups of people. This book belongs to the
third category. This is the record of a 9000-mile journey along India’s borders
to meet the people who inhabit the margins of the state and ‘to study the human
toll of decades of aggressive, territorial nationalism’. This is not a
straightforward chronology of travel. It is a series of encounters in towns,
cities and abandoned ruins and comes up with a silly indictment of the Indian
Republic, which the author presumes has no right to protect its borders against
unauthorized entry of outsiders. It also seems to be a made-to-order narrative
western non-governmental organisations (NGOs) want to hear. Suchitra Vijayan
was born and brought up in Chennai and is now settled in the US as a writer.
What
is plainly visible in the core concept and organisation of the narrative is the
trivialization of history. Suchitra stands aloof and impervious to its lessons.
This is evident in her ‘imagining the possibilities of freedom without nation states’
(p.122). Even a cursory glance at history shows that the demand to divide India
into two nation states and thereby to erect a boundary where none existed
before came from the proponents of Pakistan. It was the Muslim League who
demanded partition and followed it up with blood-curdling atrocities like
murder, rape, arson and pillage in Calcutta, Noakhali and numerous other places
in Pakistan. She also acts blind to the history of illegal immigration or
planned demographic deluge of Assam. In 1947, the Assamese district of Sylhet
was surprisingly found to be a Muslim-majority region due to unchecked
migration that lasted for decades. Consequently, Sylhet was separated from
India and given away to Pakistan. The author wants India to open up her borders
and subsequently get drowned in the flood of often violent illegal migration. The
book also proposes false pretexts such as the claim that ‘to govern India, the
British introduced separate Hindu and Muslim electorates, which further stoked
Hindu-Muslim violence’ (p.9). This is either a deliberate falsehood or the
height of historical ignorance. Separate electorates were demanded and snatched
away by the Muslims in their bid to secure sufficient number of seats for
themselves in an electorate where the Hindus otherwise commanded a significant
majority. Likewise, we don’t come across any serious research in the
preparation of this book. The shallow findings point to a pleasure trip to the
border with a camera on the shoulder. She just copies the fanciful tales told
to her by interested parties without displaying any insight or critical
assessment.
The
author complains that borders around the world are enclosing and suffocating
their people rather than guaranteeing their freedom. This fails to take an
important idea into consideration. In all the corners she travelled in India,
the fence was erected to keep the outsiders out, rather than keeping the
insiders in, like the Berlin Wall did. This makes the assertion inoperative as
that does not restrict anybody’s freedom. It is precisely due to the strict
border controls that the 2008 Mumbai attackers, who indiscriminately shot dead
166 innocent people, had to take the circuitous route through the sea to reach
India. Unfortunately, the author has interviewed only those people who have
illegally entered India or who are suspected to be so. After this false step,
she escalates the issue to international level and equates the Kashmir issue to
Palestine – the typical Pakistani point of view – saying that what is happening
at both the places are the same (p.24). What astounds the readers is the book’s
romanticizing of jihadi fighters, embellishing their crooked stories of violent
heroism and reproducing their photographs with lethal assault rifles strewn
over the chest.
Suchitra
displays a vehement hatred towards India, which is her home country. Even
though she stays in New York apparently on a permanent basis, she is still an
Indian. This hatred is so intense that she appears to be foaming in the mouth
at the intensity of the feeling and the rush of invective. She repeatedly
refers to Kashmir as Indian-occupied, following the Pakistani rhetoric. She
accuses Indians as treating most of the natives in Arunachal border areas as
savages to be tamed. Indians are said to be placing images and idols of Hindu
gods and goddesses in ruined temples in border areas, as if that is a crime!
Also, the statement that India ‘doesn’t issue IDs to its citizens but do so for
cattle’ is an outright lie while the cattle ID seem to be taken from trolls in
social media. The author finds the practice of erecting shrines to soldiers
fallen in battle, offensive as they ‘protect nationalistic fantasy with no
historical basis’. Suchitra writes down the names of dead soldiers of the World
War from the War Cemetery at Kohima, Nagaland. Not even one Indian is
mentioned, while two from present-day Pakistan is listed. But when she quotes a
Naga separatist telling her that they used to name their dogs after Indian
soldiers, they come out in a perfect desi
flavour – Mishra, Natarajan, Singh and Mukesh!
This
book proves that the author is not even a liberal who ought to oppose
authoritative regimes. Even if the Indian state is accepted as authoritative
for argument’s sake, China is infinitely more so. But the author treats China
with kid gloves, never uttering a harsh word against them. Kashmir is claimed
to be Indian-occupied, but the same logic is not extended to Tibet which should
be called Chinese-occupied. Instead, it is the ‘Chinese province of Tibet’ (p.77).
She quotes one Karunakar Gupta of London who had ‘found’ forged Aitchison
treaties that clinch the argument in favour of China’s claim over Tibet. The
1962 war is said to be caused by ‘India’s suppression of facts, distortion of
history, possible alterations of maps and withholding of official documents
related to the borders’. She exalts an Indian PoW’s book on the military defeat
against China in 1962 while remaining tightlipped on India’s successful
intervention in Bangladesh in 1971 and its liberation. It is such tactical
omissions and misrepresentations that make the readers doubtful about the
author’s real intent and sources of financing for this book.
What
is truly hilarious is the author’s utter ignorance of India’s judicial system.
Judges in courts are said to be working under contract employment who receive
better assessments if they declared more people guilty (p.135). They are
accused not to be following rules of evidence, acting without supervision and
without any challenge to their authority. Rules are also arbitrary which can be
bent at a judge’s disposal. At the same time, we also read about ‘destitute’
intruders who are powerful enough to appeal in the Supreme Court against
unfavourable verdicts of lower courts, meeting the hefty fees of lawyers who
practice in the apex court. The author is naïve and gullible as to swallow
their concocted stories lock stock and barrel. Suchitra narrates a personal
anecdote which naturally makes her antagonistic to Indian judiciary. Her father
was once assaulted by hired goons of a Tamil politician, nearly killing him.
After twelve years of legal wrangling, the trial court acquitted all of them
for want of evidence. Is that the reason why she is a staunch anti-Indian?
Readers are left to wallow in guess work on this point.
Quite
expectably, a considerable portion of the text is reserved to flay the ruling
nationalist dispensation of India for their avowed aim to foster national
coherence. India is claimed to be transforming into a violent, xenophobic Hindu
state waging war against its Constitution and so many of its people. This is
the usual political rhetoric heard since the current coalition came to power in
the 2014 elections. The book attempts a selective picking up of atrocities that
put the government at a disadvantage. Local cow protection gangs are claimed to
be operating under the command of the prime minister. The author’s partiality
is best exposed by her clever but false implications that only the Muslims get
killed in religious riots. It provides a provocative, one-sided narrative of
the 2020 Delhi riots too. The most outrageous assertion is that the Indian
economy has failed and thousands are fleeing the country to seek political
asylum in the US. The author does not mention whether she is speaking this from
personal experience!
Suchitra’s
making fun of the sacrifice of 21 soldiers’ lives in the 1971 Pakistan war
while recapturing territory in Rajasthan is simply ungrateful and mean. This is
mocked as ‘reclaiming a transitory sand dune’. Here also, we distinctly hear
echoes of Pakistani propaganda. All these canards are being spread while
remaining under the protective shield of the Indian army and paramilitary
detachments. She stayed at their guest houses, ate their meals, and travelled
to the border in army vehicles with armed guard. Sometimes, the guards clear
away interlopers to ensure a decent photo op for the author. In return, she
strikes up a conversation with lonely and bored soldiers and reminds them of
India’s defeat in the 1962 war or how their home state is being oppressed by
the central government in Delhi.
This
book is a waste of time as not much research has gone into writing it which I
suspect to be funded by anti-India agencies. The book is not recommended.
Rating: 1 Star
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