My Life as a Comrade

Title: My Life as a Comrade
Author: K K Shailaja with Manju Sara Rajan
Publisher: Juggernaut, 2023 (First)
ISBN: 9789393986597
Pages: 306

K K Shailaja, affectionately called Shailaja teacher, was the most popular and efficient minister in the cabinet led by Pinarayi Vijayan during 2016-2021 in Kerala. As the minister in charge of public health, she steered Kerala’s fabled healthcare system to handle major crises like the outbreak of Nipah and flood in 2018 and the pandemic Covid-19 in 2020. This is a memoir as well as biography of her life as a little girl growing up in a remote village in Kannur and moving into political work. She was elected many times as the representative of that area in the state assembly and was inducted as minister in 2016. Her brilliant track record as minister overshadowed all others including the chief minister. Consequently, she was left out of the next cabinet when her party again formed the ministry in 2021 even though her winning margin of 61,000 votes against her rival was the largest in the state. This book is co-authored with Manju Sara Rajan who is a writer, editor and arts manager. She is the former CEO of the Kochi Biennale Foundation where she oversaw the management of the Kochi Muziris Biennale in 2016.

Communists in Kerala are a confused lot. When the communist regimes in the Soviet Union and eastern Europe collapsed like a pack of cards, Kerala’s communists transformed their political affiliation into a kind of religious belief that Marx’s ideas were gospel truth and applicable for all time but what was found wanting was their physical implementation in those countries where it was enforced till the 1990s. This self-delusion propels Shailaja to assert that what it means for a communist is engaging in the class struggle to eradicate existing ‘feudal-capitalistic structures’ that support class inequalities (p.2). She starts the book with the intension to tell her ‘personal story as well as the story of Malabar and the growth of communism in Kerala’. Of course, by communism she means only the political party with a red flag having the hammer and sickle emblazoned on it and nothing to do with armed revolution. However, she rightfully points out that communism’s influence has seeped into the psyche of most Malayalis, whether they identify with the Left politically or not. Every Malayali is a socialist in some way (p.43). It is jokingly said that ‘if you are not a communist at age 20, you have no heart; but if at age 30 you are still a communist, then you have no brains’. Kerala refuses to grow up in this juvenile respect. The author professes to be a committed socialist and praises the Cuban healthcare system whenever a slender opportunity presents itself. Not only that, she ascribes the success of Kerala’s health sector during the several crises between 2016 and 2021 (during her tenure as minister) as a vindication of the communist dream (p.243). Social revolution that occurred in Kerala is claimed to be facilitated by communists. The author also adds that in fact, many communist politicians gave up their caste-based symbols to shed the allegiance and entitlement attached to them (p.244). This is also a pious wish and piece of propaganda as not only most, but almost all of the Communist stalwarts in the state carried the caste tail in their names till the end.

A persistent false claim made by the Communists in Kerala is that the province’s pole position in education, healthcare and social reforms owes its origin to the work and policies of the communist party in Kerala. In fact, this claim is not even false: it’s absurd. Shailaja argues that the first EMS government’s education bill which guaranteed free education to all, eventually paved the way for Kerala’s much-touted status as India’s most literate state (p.44). To punch holes in this claim, you need only to look up the census figures of 1951. The regions that became Kerala six years later (except Malabar) were the most literate in India even in 1951. The author also proudly talks about ‘party families’ in Kannur in which every member belongs to the communist party and they shun association with other party members. Marital alliances are based on political affiliations of the families. Loyalty to the party is stronger than sanguinary bonds for these people. The loyalty comes in strange and ridiculous varieties. The author had erected the red party flag in front of her house at Pazhassi as a mark of affiliation. Moreover, her husband demanded their son not to enroll for ‘bourgeois streams like medicine or engineering’. Ironically, many of the top brass of communist leaders in Kerala educate their wards overseas who then find lucrative employment in multinationals which their parents and party cadres resist by tooth and nail back home. We also read about occasions when the leaders receive illegitimate personal help across party lines while the ranks battled it out on the streets. In 2004, the party asked the author to do full time political work by resigning her job as a school teacher. She had 18 years of teaching experience and the previous five years as a member of the legislative assembly couldn’t be counted as part of her teaching career. She wanted to have full pension while taking voluntary retirement at that point which required a minimum of 20 years of service. The rival UDF government was in power then, but they obliged her request and issued a special order taking her tenure of 5 years as an MLA countable for pension as a school teacher! Of course, the author could have chosen not to include this incident in the book and no would have been the wiser. But since it is there, it still rankles on the political sensibility and rectitude of the common man.

The book’s title would have served better justice to its content had it been changed to ‘My Life as a Minister’ as most of the informative and refreshing tract deals with her stint as a minister of Kerala in charge of the health portfolio. A good description of the development work undertaken in hospitals and clinics to give them a facelift is provided. Upgradation of facilities and manpower also were undertaken with the public participating in providing the financial resources. Shailaja observes tactfully that money is not the only problem in government, but the will and motivation to do something is even more rare than money (p.171). She also laments that while it may take up to three years even to develop a concept, five years is not enough to ensure its success. The book also includes an eventful narrative on how Nipah and Covid-19 outbreaks were successfully handled in Kerala. Irrespective of political fault lines, it ensured her public image as an efficient and dedicated political worker. During these testing times, officials of the health department worked not as a team, but as a family. They disagreed and argued but there was an intimacy and understanding in the team.

Quite naturally, Shailaja devotes a considerable space to showcase her winning performance in combating the pandemic. ‘The Guardian’ published a profile of her with the headline ‘The Corona Virus Slayer! How Kerala’s rock star health minister helped save it from Covid-19’. The UN invited her to speak on Public Servants’ day in the General Assembly. The Covid mortality rate in Kerala is claimed to be 0.5 per cent while the national average was 1.2 per cent. However, independent online sources indicate that Kerala’s rate was 1.03 per cent which is not that different from the national rate. The book also includes an analysis of excess deaths above the normal in a year. In 2020, there were 29,000 fewer deaths than in 2019. This may be because the Covid curbs led to fewer fatal traffic accidents. Even if traffic deaths were omitted, there were still 24,000 fewer deaths. With this stellar performance behind her, we would have expected her to receive a second term in office as minister. Strangely, she was sidelined and a novice took her place which can only be attributed as a case of king’s envy.

The book includes a timeline of Kerala history which quite incomprehensibly begins with the invasion of Haidar Ali of Mysore in 1766-92 as if Kerala had no history worth its name before the Muslim conquest. This illogical slip is all the more galling as Malabar was the port at which Vasco da Gama made landfall on his epic transoceanic voyage in 1498. The narrative in the book is nothing but a very long political speech with little regard to facts. The author deliberately and fastidiously weaves in a fabricated story of caste oppression. She freely borrows from her grandmother’s experiences in moulding a presentable story of how she was discriminated based on caste. Even then, we often see the landlord, who was an upper caste man, intervening of behalf of the author’s family than against it. It is said that sins of fathers visit the sons, but oppression: would it visit the granddaughter? In one page, she grieves that the landlord sucked the tenants dry with nothing left over after extracting his rent. However, she concedes in another page that her ‘mother and aunt could use the money received as agricultural labourers to buy some cows’ (p.51). There is lavish praise heaped on the Chief Minister Pinarayi Vijayan which looks a bit like apple polishing. The book also includes a lecture on why the ‘Kerala Model of Development’ is the way to emulate for other states in India. It is amusing to note that Shailaja in fact believes in her senseless political rhetoric. After reading the book, people are a bit confused as to why it is written in English as the author had to seek the help of a ghost-writer. If she had used Malayalam, which was also her mother tongue, she could have reached the hearts of her readers effortlessly. But then, we should also keep in mind the target audience. Buoyed by the recognition in international fora, Shailaja seems to have been carried away by the adulation and wanted to expand her wings far wider than the narrow borders of Kerala. Unfortunately, the fate of Icarus was what awaited her. With this imagined stature, she wanted to have a more prominent role for herself in Kerala where people even envisaged her in the role of the state’s first woman chief minister. Politics is a mystery right till it unfolds and there’s no other way to know her fate than wait and watch.

The book is recommended.

Rating: 3 Star