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Friday, July 20, 2007
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The book written by Lokmanya Tilak, which is inted to research in the area of native place of Aryans.Much reseach has been carried out in this area, but this book though written way back in last century holds its own position
The idea of India
Article by Shashi Tharoor..
The idea of India
Shashi Tharoor on India's mosaic of multiplicities
India’s constitution recognises 18 official languages, and there are 35 that
are spoken by more than a million people each.
When India celebrated the 49th anniversary of its independence from British
rule in 1996, its then prime minister, HD Deve Gowda, stood at the ramparts of
Delhi’s 16th-century red fort and delivered the traditional Independence Day
address to the nation in Hindi, India’s ‘national language’. Eight other prime
ministers had done exactly the same thing 48 times before him, but what was
unusual this time was that Deve Gowda, a southerner from the state of
Karnataka, spoke to the country in a language of which he did not know a word.
Tradition and politics required a speech in Hindi, so he gave one – the words
having been written out for him in his native Kannada script, in which they, of
course, made no sense.
Such an episode is almost inconceivable elsewhere, but it represents the best
of the oddities that help make India India. Only in India could there be a
country ruled by a man who does not understand its ‘national language’; only in
India, for that matter, is there a ‘national language’ which half the
population does not understand; and only in India could this particular
solution have been found to enable the prime minister to address his people.
One of Indian cinema’s finest ‘playback singers’, the Keralite K J Yesudas,
sang his way to the top of the Hindi music charts with lyrics in that language
written in the Malayalam script for him, but to see the same practice elevated
to the prime ministerial address on Independence Day was a startling
affirmation of Indian pluralism. For the simple fact is that we are all
minorities in India. There has never been an archetypal Indian to stand
alongside the archetypal Englishman or Frenchman. A typical Indian stepping off
the train, let us say a Hindi-speaking Hindu male from Uttar Pradesh, may
cherish the illusion he represents the ‘majority community’, an expression much
favoured by the less industrious of our journalists. But he does not. As a
Hindu, sure enough, he belongs to the faith adhered to by 82 per cent of the
population. But a majority of the country does not speak Hindi. A majority does
not hail from Uttar Pradesh, though you could be forgiven for thinking
otherwise when you go there. And, if he were visiting, say, my home state of
Kerala, he would be surprised to realise a majority there is not even male.
There has never been an archetypal Indian to stand alongside the archetypal
Englishman or Frenchman
Worse, this archetypal Hindu male has only to mingle with the polyglot, multi-
coloured crowds – and I am referring not to the colours of their clothes but to
the colours of their skins – thronging any of India’s major railway stations to
realise how much of a minority he really is. Even his Hinduism is no guarantee
of his majorityhood, because his caste automatically puts him in a minority. If
he is a Brahmin, 90 per cent of his fellow Indians are not. If he is a Yadav,
or another ‘backward class’, 85 per cent of his fellow Indians are not. And so
on.
The question of nationhood
If caste and language complicate the notion of Indian identity, ethnicity makes
it worse. Most of the time, an Indian’s name immediately reveals where he is
from or what her mother tongue is: when we introduce ourselves, we are
advertising our origins.
Despite some intermarriage at the elite levels in our cities, Indians are still
largely endogamous, and a Bengali is easily distinguished from a Punjabi. The
difference this reflects is often more apparent than the elements of
commonality. A Karnataka Brahmin shares his Hindu faith with a Bihari Kurmi,
but they share little identity with each other in respect of their dress,
customs, appearance, taste, language or even, these days, their political
objectives. At the same time, a Tamil Hindu would feel he has much more in
common with a Tamil Christian or a Tamil Muslim than with, say, a Haryanvi Jat,
with whom he formally shares the Hindu religion. What makes India, then, a
nation? What is an Indian’s identity?
When an Italian nation was created in the second half of the 19th century out
of a mosaic of principalities and statelets, one Italian nationalist (Massimo
Taparelli d’Azeglio) wrote ‘We have created Italy. Now all we need to do is to
create Italians.’ It is striking that, a few decades later, no Indian
nationalist succumbed to the temptation to express a similar thought. The prime
exponent of modern Indian nationalism, Jawaharlal Nehru, would never have
said ‘we have created India, now we have to create Indians’, because he
believed that India and Indians had existed for millennia before he articulated
their political aspirations in the 20th century.
many Indians have more in common with foreigners than with other Indians
Nonetheless, the India that was born in 1947 was in a very real sense a new
creation: a state that made fellow citizens of the Ladakhi and the Laccadivian
for the first time; a state that divided Punjabi from Punjabi for the first
time; a state that asked a Keralite peasant to feel allegiance to a Kashmiri
Pundit ruling in Delhi, also for the first time.
So, under Gandhi and Nehru, Indian nationalism became a rare animal indeed. It
was not based on any of the conventional indices of national identity. Not
language, since India’s constitution recognises 18 official languages, and
there are 35 that are spoken by more than a million people each. Not ethnicity,
since the ‘Indian’ accommodates a diversity of racial types in which many
Indians have more in common with foreigners than with other Indians – Indian
Punjabis and Bengalis, for instance, have more in common ethnically with
Pakistanis and Bangladeshis, respectively, than with Poonawallahs or
Bangaloreans. Not religion, since India is a secular pluralist state that is
home to every religion known to mankind, with the possible exception of
Shintoism. Not geography, since the natural geography of the subcontinent – the
mountains and the sea – was hacked by the Partition of 1947. And not even
territory, since, by law, anyone with one grandparent born in pre-partition
India – outside the territorial boundaries of today’s state – is eligible for
citizenship. Indian nationalism has therefore always been the nationalism of an
idea.
It is the idea of an ever-ever land – emerging from an ancient civilisation,
united by a shared history, sustained by pluralist democracy. India’s democracy
imposes no narrow conformities on its citizens. The whole point of Indian
pluralism is you can be many things and one thing: you can be a good Muslim, a
good Keralite and a good Indian all at once. The Indian idea is the opposite of
what Freudians call ‘the narcissism of minor differences’; in India we
celebrate the commonality of major differences. If America is a melting-pot,
then to me India is a thali, a selection of sumptuous dishes in different
bowls. Each tastes different, and does not necessarily mix with the next, but
they belong together on the same plate, and they complement each other in
making the meal a satisfying repast.
So the idea of India, as Rabindranath Tagore and, more recently, Amartya Sen
have insisted, is of one land embracing many. It is the idea that a nation may
endure differences of caste, creed, colour, conviction, culture, cuisine,
costume and custom, and still rally around a consensus. And that consensus is
about the simple idea that in a democracy you don’t really need to agree –
except on the ground rules of how you will disagree.
Hindutva and history
That consensus has been threatened in the last two decades by the rise of
Hindu nationalism, offering an alternative view of Indian identity – one that
is explicitly narrow and definitional (pro-Hindu and pro-Hindi, sectarian and
anti-secular). Its followers asserted their idea of Indianness most
spectacularly in the destruction of a disused sixteenth century mosque, the
Babri Masjid, in 1992, and most brutally in the murder of up to 2000 Muslims in
sectarian killings in the state of Gujarat ten years later.
To them, an independent India, freed after nearly a thousand years of alien
rule (first Muslim, then British), and rid of a sizeable portion of its Muslim
population by Partition, had an obligation to assert an identity that would be
triumphantly and indigenously Hindu. They are not fundamentalists in any
meaningful sense of the term, since Hinduism is uniquely a religion without
fundamentals: there is no Hindu Pope, no Hindu Sunday, no single Hindu holy
book, and indeed no such thing as a Hindu heresy. They are, instead,
chauvinists, who root their Hinduism not in any of its soaring philosophical or
spiritual underpinnings – and, unlike their Islamic counterparts, not in the
theology of their faith – but rather in its role as a source of identity. They
seek vengeance in the name of Hinduism-as-badge, rather than of Hinduism-as-
doctrine. To most Indian Muslims, the debate over identity goes to the heart of
their place in Indian society. For decades after independence, successive
Indian governments had guaranteed their security in a secular state, permitting
the retention of Muslim Personal Law separate from the country’s civil code,
and even financing Haj pilgrimages to Mecca. Three of India’s presidents have
been Muslims, as also innumerable cabinet ministers, ambassadors, generals, and
Supreme Court justices (and chief justices). At least until the mid-1990s,
India’s Muslim population exceeded Pakistan’s. The destruction of the mosque
and the killings in Gujarat seemed an appalling betrayal of the compact that
had sustained the Muslim community as a vital part of India’s pluralist
democracy.
The irony is that the advocates of Hindutva are profoundly disloyal to the
religion they claim to espouse, which stands out not only as an eclectic
embodiment of tolerance, but as perhaps the only major religion in the world
that does not claim to be the only true religion. All ways of worship, Hinduism
asserts, are equally valid, and religion is an intensely personal matter
related to the individual’s self-realisation in relation to God. Such a faith
understands that belief is a matter of hearts and minds, not of bricks and
stone. The true Hindu seeks no revenge upon history, for he understands that
history is its own revenge.
The true Hindu seeks no revenge upon history, for he understands that history
is its own revenge
Geography helps, because it accustoms Indians to the idea of difference.
India’s national identity has long been built on the slogan ‘unity in
diversity’. The ‘Indian’ comes in such varieties that a woman who is fair-
skinned, sari-wearing and Italian speaking, as Sonia Gandhi is, is not more
foreign to my grandmother in Kerala than one who is ‘wheatish-complexioned’,
wears a salwar-kameez and speaks Urdu. Our nation absorbs both these types of
people; both are equally ‘foreign’ to some of us, equally Indian to us all.
For now, the Hindu chauvinists have lost the battle over India’s identity. The
sight in May 2004 of a Roman Catholic political leader (Sonia Gandhi) making
way for a Sikh (Manmohan Singh) to be sworn in as prime minister by a Muslim
(President Abdul Kalam) – in a country 82 per cent Hindu – caught the world’s
imagination. India’s founding fathers wrote a constitution for their dreams; we
have given passports to their ideals. That one simple moment of political
change put to rest many of the arguments over Indian identity. India was never
truer to itself than when celebrating its own diversity.
The idea of India
Shashi Tharoor on India's mosaic of multiplicities
India’s constitution recognises 18 official languages, and there are 35 that
are spoken by more than a million people each.
When India celebrated the 49th anniversary of its independence from British
rule in 1996, its then prime minister, HD Deve Gowda, stood at the ramparts of
Delhi’s 16th-century red fort and delivered the traditional Independence Day
address to the nation in Hindi, India’s ‘national language’. Eight other prime
ministers had done exactly the same thing 48 times before him, but what was
unusual this time was that Deve Gowda, a southerner from the state of
Karnataka, spoke to the country in a language of which he did not know a word.
Tradition and politics required a speech in Hindi, so he gave one – the words
having been written out for him in his native Kannada script, in which they, of
course, made no sense.
Such an episode is almost inconceivable elsewhere, but it represents the best
of the oddities that help make India India. Only in India could there be a
country ruled by a man who does not understand its ‘national language’; only in
India, for that matter, is there a ‘national language’ which half the
population does not understand; and only in India could this particular
solution have been found to enable the prime minister to address his people.
One of Indian cinema’s finest ‘playback singers’, the Keralite K J Yesudas,
sang his way to the top of the Hindi music charts with lyrics in that language
written in the Malayalam script for him, but to see the same practice elevated
to the prime ministerial address on Independence Day was a startling
affirmation of Indian pluralism. For the simple fact is that we are all
minorities in India. There has never been an archetypal Indian to stand
alongside the archetypal Englishman or Frenchman. A typical Indian stepping off
the train, let us say a Hindi-speaking Hindu male from Uttar Pradesh, may
cherish the illusion he represents the ‘majority community’, an expression much
favoured by the less industrious of our journalists. But he does not. As a
Hindu, sure enough, he belongs to the faith adhered to by 82 per cent of the
population. But a majority of the country does not speak Hindi. A majority does
not hail from Uttar Pradesh, though you could be forgiven for thinking
otherwise when you go there. And, if he were visiting, say, my home state of
Kerala, he would be surprised to realise a majority there is not even male.
There has never been an archetypal Indian to stand alongside the archetypal
Englishman or Frenchman
Worse, this archetypal Hindu male has only to mingle with the polyglot, multi-
coloured crowds – and I am referring not to the colours of their clothes but to
the colours of their skins – thronging any of India’s major railway stations to
realise how much of a minority he really is. Even his Hinduism is no guarantee
of his majorityhood, because his caste automatically puts him in a minority. If
he is a Brahmin, 90 per cent of his fellow Indians are not. If he is a Yadav,
or another ‘backward class’, 85 per cent of his fellow Indians are not. And so
on.
The question of nationhood
If caste and language complicate the notion of Indian identity, ethnicity makes
it worse. Most of the time, an Indian’s name immediately reveals where he is
from or what her mother tongue is: when we introduce ourselves, we are
advertising our origins.
Despite some intermarriage at the elite levels in our cities, Indians are still
largely endogamous, and a Bengali is easily distinguished from a Punjabi. The
difference this reflects is often more apparent than the elements of
commonality. A Karnataka Brahmin shares his Hindu faith with a Bihari Kurmi,
but they share little identity with each other in respect of their dress,
customs, appearance, taste, language or even, these days, their political
objectives. At the same time, a Tamil Hindu would feel he has much more in
common with a Tamil Christian or a Tamil Muslim than with, say, a Haryanvi Jat,
with whom he formally shares the Hindu religion. What makes India, then, a
nation? What is an Indian’s identity?
When an Italian nation was created in the second half of the 19th century out
of a mosaic of principalities and statelets, one Italian nationalist (Massimo
Taparelli d’Azeglio) wrote ‘We have created Italy. Now all we need to do is to
create Italians.’ It is striking that, a few decades later, no Indian
nationalist succumbed to the temptation to express a similar thought. The prime
exponent of modern Indian nationalism, Jawaharlal Nehru, would never have
said ‘we have created India, now we have to create Indians’, because he
believed that India and Indians had existed for millennia before he articulated
their political aspirations in the 20th century.
many Indians have more in common with foreigners than with other Indians
Nonetheless, the India that was born in 1947 was in a very real sense a new
creation: a state that made fellow citizens of the Ladakhi and the Laccadivian
for the first time; a state that divided Punjabi from Punjabi for the first
time; a state that asked a Keralite peasant to feel allegiance to a Kashmiri
Pundit ruling in Delhi, also for the first time.
So, under Gandhi and Nehru, Indian nationalism became a rare animal indeed. It
was not based on any of the conventional indices of national identity. Not
language, since India’s constitution recognises 18 official languages, and
there are 35 that are spoken by more than a million people each. Not ethnicity,
since the ‘Indian’ accommodates a diversity of racial types in which many
Indians have more in common with foreigners than with other Indians – Indian
Punjabis and Bengalis, for instance, have more in common ethnically with
Pakistanis and Bangladeshis, respectively, than with Poonawallahs or
Bangaloreans. Not religion, since India is a secular pluralist state that is
home to every religion known to mankind, with the possible exception of
Shintoism. Not geography, since the natural geography of the subcontinent – the
mountains and the sea – was hacked by the Partition of 1947. And not even
territory, since, by law, anyone with one grandparent born in pre-partition
India – outside the territorial boundaries of today’s state – is eligible for
citizenship. Indian nationalism has therefore always been the nationalism of an
idea.
It is the idea of an ever-ever land – emerging from an ancient civilisation,
united by a shared history, sustained by pluralist democracy. India’s democracy
imposes no narrow conformities on its citizens. The whole point of Indian
pluralism is you can be many things and one thing: you can be a good Muslim, a
good Keralite and a good Indian all at once. The Indian idea is the opposite of
what Freudians call ‘the narcissism of minor differences’; in India we
celebrate the commonality of major differences. If America is a melting-pot,
then to me India is a thali, a selection of sumptuous dishes in different
bowls. Each tastes different, and does not necessarily mix with the next, but
they belong together on the same plate, and they complement each other in
making the meal a satisfying repast.
So the idea of India, as Rabindranath Tagore and, more recently, Amartya Sen
have insisted, is of one land embracing many. It is the idea that a nation may
endure differences of caste, creed, colour, conviction, culture, cuisine,
costume and custom, and still rally around a consensus. And that consensus is
about the simple idea that in a democracy you don’t really need to agree –
except on the ground rules of how you will disagree.
Hindutva and history
That consensus has been threatened in the last two decades by the rise of
Hindu nationalism, offering an alternative view of Indian identity – one that
is explicitly narrow and definitional (pro-Hindu and pro-Hindi, sectarian and
anti-secular). Its followers asserted their idea of Indianness most
spectacularly in the destruction of a disused sixteenth century mosque, the
Babri Masjid, in 1992, and most brutally in the murder of up to 2000 Muslims in
sectarian killings in the state of Gujarat ten years later.
To them, an independent India, freed after nearly a thousand years of alien
rule (first Muslim, then British), and rid of a sizeable portion of its Muslim
population by Partition, had an obligation to assert an identity that would be
triumphantly and indigenously Hindu. They are not fundamentalists in any
meaningful sense of the term, since Hinduism is uniquely a religion without
fundamentals: there is no Hindu Pope, no Hindu Sunday, no single Hindu holy
book, and indeed no such thing as a Hindu heresy. They are, instead,
chauvinists, who root their Hinduism not in any of its soaring philosophical or
spiritual underpinnings – and, unlike their Islamic counterparts, not in the
theology of their faith – but rather in its role as a source of identity. They
seek vengeance in the name of Hinduism-as-badge, rather than of Hinduism-as-
doctrine. To most Indian Muslims, the debate over identity goes to the heart of
their place in Indian society. For decades after independence, successive
Indian governments had guaranteed their security in a secular state, permitting
the retention of Muslim Personal Law separate from the country’s civil code,
and even financing Haj pilgrimages to Mecca. Three of India’s presidents have
been Muslims, as also innumerable cabinet ministers, ambassadors, generals, and
Supreme Court justices (and chief justices). At least until the mid-1990s,
India’s Muslim population exceeded Pakistan’s. The destruction of the mosque
and the killings in Gujarat seemed an appalling betrayal of the compact that
had sustained the Muslim community as a vital part of India’s pluralist
democracy.
The irony is that the advocates of Hindutva are profoundly disloyal to the
religion they claim to espouse, which stands out not only as an eclectic
embodiment of tolerance, but as perhaps the only major religion in the world
that does not claim to be the only true religion. All ways of worship, Hinduism
asserts, are equally valid, and religion is an intensely personal matter
related to the individual’s self-realisation in relation to God. Such a faith
understands that belief is a matter of hearts and minds, not of bricks and
stone. The true Hindu seeks no revenge upon history, for he understands that
history is its own revenge.
The true Hindu seeks no revenge upon history, for he understands that history
is its own revenge
Geography helps, because it accustoms Indians to the idea of difference.
India’s national identity has long been built on the slogan ‘unity in
diversity’. The ‘Indian’ comes in such varieties that a woman who is fair-
skinned, sari-wearing and Italian speaking, as Sonia Gandhi is, is not more
foreign to my grandmother in Kerala than one who is ‘wheatish-complexioned’,
wears a salwar-kameez and speaks Urdu. Our nation absorbs both these types of
people; both are equally ‘foreign’ to some of us, equally Indian to us all.
For now, the Hindu chauvinists have lost the battle over India’s identity. The
sight in May 2004 of a Roman Catholic political leader (Sonia Gandhi) making
way for a Sikh (Manmohan Singh) to be sworn in as prime minister by a Muslim
(President Abdul Kalam) – in a country 82 per cent Hindu – caught the world’s
imagination. India’s founding fathers wrote a constitution for their dreams; we
have given passports to their ideals. That one simple moment of political
change put to rest many of the arguments over Indian identity. India was never
truer to itself than when celebrating its own diversity.
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