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excerpts from "perversion of india's political parlance"-

shri sita ram goel- voice of india-new delhi-110002



1.     "it was the summer of 1959, i was working as the secretary of an

organization of which the late shri jayaprakash narayan (j.p.) was the

president. one day an rss leader walked into my office. i had known him

for a number of years. after some small talk, he suggested that i should

request j.p. to visit an rss camp which was being held in new delhi at

that time. j.p also happened to be in town. i was diffident about the

proposition. having worked with j.p. for more than a year, i sensed his

preferences and prejudices. but i said to the rss leader that i would do

my best."



2.     "i broached the subject to j.p. next day as soon as i found him

alone, which was a rare event. j.p. seemed to be stunned as if i had

uttered an obscenity. there was an expression of disapproval on his face

which made me too feel uncomfortable. he was a gentle person who seldom

lost his temper. but now he seemed to be on the verge of exploding. the

atmosphere became tense. for a few moments none of us could find words

to break the spell of silence."



3.      "at last j.p. controlled himself and said: 'do you know what you

are talking about, and to whom'? there was a touch of temper in his

voice. by now i had managed to collect my wits to a certain extent. i

said: 'i knew the proposition would be annoying to you. even so, i took

a chance.' he relaxed. i also heaved a sigh of relief. he said: 'you

know that i have a certain standing in the country and a certain

reputation in public life. you should not expect me to get mixed up with

an organization which is known for its communal, reactionary, and

revivalist character.' i said: 'it is precisely because of your standing

in the country and your reputation in public life that i have conveyed

in the country and your reputation in public life that i have conveyed


their invitation to you'. he said: 'i do not understand. could you make


yourself a little more clear'? i explained: 'your standing in the


country is that of a man of reason, and your reputation rests upon the


keenness of your moral sense. i am sure that you will live upto that


standard in this instance as well.' he said: 'i try to do my best


according to my understanding and strength of will. tell me where and


how i have failed.' this encouraged me and i said: 'you have been


practicing untouchability towards a section of your own people. you have


never met the rss people face to face. you have never listened to their


side of the story. yet you have formed an unsavoury opinion about them.


this does not sound reasonable to me, nor just.'





4.     "he became thoughtful. i continued, 'your status today is not


that of a party politician seeking power, and fomenting partisan strife.


you have been a father figure for the nation as a whole, almost the


conscience keeper of our people. you raise your voice whenever you feel


that an injustice has been done, or that justice is being denied. that


is why people of all persuasions- congressites, socialists, communists,


akalis, national conference people and who not- come to you for


consultation, for registering their complaints, for presenting their



consultation, for registering their complaints, for presenting their

point of view, and for seeking your advice. you do not always agree with

them. yet you listen to them patiently, and give them your point of

view. they do not always agree with your view of men and matters, nor

always follow your advice. the point is that you are always accessible

to them. you always go out and meet them whenever they invite you. it is

only the rss and allied people whom you avoid, so much so that one of

their leaders could not come to you directly and had to convey an

invitation through a small fry like myself. tell me if this is not

tantamount to practicing untouchability?'



5.       "he closed his eyes and shook his head several times. he seemed

to be engaged in some inner struggle. i pressed the point, 'i am not

inviting you to get mixed up with the rss. nor is it their intention to

spread some snare for you. what they expect from a man like you is that

you should try to know them first-hand rather than through hearsay or

gossip in a partisan press controlled almost entirely by people who are

hostile to them. maybe you find that you have been mistaken about them.

maybe they benefit from the advice you give them. but all this can

happen only when you meet them, listen to what they have to say, tell

them frankly what you feel about them, and thus open the door for a

fruitful dialogue in days to come. in any case, heavens are not going to

fall simply because you go and visit one of their camps. that is all i

have to say. rest is for you to decide.'



6.     "he opened his eyes, smiled somewhat sadly, and said, 'you have

put me in a rather awkward position. but i see the point in what you

have said. i cannot easily refute your accusation. i can really be held

guilty of practicing untouchability.' i kept quiet and waited for him to

make up his mind. he did it in a moment, and said, 'okay, you win. i am

willing to visit the rss camp. make an appointment with them, and let me

know. i hope tomorrow evening will suit them. day after i am leaving

delhi.'



7.      "next day he spent nearly two hours in the rss camp, witnessing

their mass drill, moved by the songs of devotion to the motherland,

meeting and talking to their leaders, asking all sorts of questions, and

offering his own comments. finally, he sat on a chair facing a group of

about hundred rss workers from several parts of the country. the workers

sat on the ground in row after row, stood up one by one to introduce

themselves to their honoured guest of the evening. each one of them told

his name without mentioning any surname indicative of caste or

community, his educational qualifications, the province from which he

came, and years he had spent as a swayamsevaka. i could see that j.p.

was impressed. his face which had been grim so far softened suddenly,

and visibly. most of the swayamsevakas held graduate and post-graduate

degrees in arts, commerce, or science. all of them were between the ages

of 20 and 35."



8.       "at the end j.p. was requested to say a few words, and bless

the quite confused, and did not know really what to say. i conveyed his

feelings to the rss leaders, who showed immediate understanding and did

not press him anymore. as he was taking leave, j.p. looked at the bhagva

dhvaja, and observed, 'that i suppose is the maratha flag'. the rss

leader explained, 'the marathas did not invent it. they borrowed it from

an age-old national tradition. the saffron colour has always been the

colour par-excellence of indian spirituality as well as of indian

nationalism.' j.p. said, 'i do not know. i have not been a student of

history. but that is what a well known historian told me.' the rss

leader smiled, and remained silent. the parting was rather warm on both

sides."



9.      "on our way back, j.p. muttered as if talking to himself, 'they

have a lot of young and disciplined workers. the workers are also highly

educated. i never knew that. in our socialist movement, most of our

workers are not even matriculates.' i kept quiet and waited for him to

say something more. he made one more comment as we got out of the car at

the end of our journey. he said, 'sitaramji, i am grateful to you for

helping me break down what looked like an insurmountable wall. but i am

not at all satisfied that it is not an attempt to revive the maratha

empire.'



10.   "i could have asked him as to what was wrong with the maratha

empire. i could also have told him that the maratha empire represented

the triumph of a tough and long drawn struggle against islamic

imperialism. but i was not prepared for some more frowns on his face. i

had no status as a historian. nor was my version of indian history being

taught in school and college text-books. j.p. was only repeating what

most of our historians were saying from their august seats in

universities and research institutes.



11.  - - - --. "j.p. had at last visited an rss camp. he had been

positively impressed by the quality of workers whom the rss had

mobilized in service of the nation. and yet he had retained his earlier

reservations about the rss. he could not visualize that the rss was not

a miracle that materialized out of thin air. he could not see that there

was something in a society and a culture and a historical tradition

which had created such a splendid band of selfless workers without the

benefit of any patronage from the powers that be, and in the face of

much malicious propoganda in the national and the international media." 

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