By Swapan Dasgupta
There is a scene from the late-Sixties’ mushy and
jingoistic Bengali film Subhashchandra
that is worth recalling in a less innocent age.
The moustachioed head of the local thana in Cuttack
walks into the book-lined room where a teenage Subhas Chandra Bose is engrossed
in his studies. Brandishing his baton menacingly, he glowers at the numerous photographs
on the wall—including one of Bankim Chandra Chatterjee the author of Anandamath and one of martyr Kshudiram
Bose who was executed for killing an Englishman. The policeman then turns his
disapproving gaze on Subhas. “You’ve overlooked one,” interjects the boy
insolently and points to another wall. The camera focusses on a portrait of
Swami Vivekananda. The policeman stares at the photograph intently. Then,
pointing his baton at Vivekananda, he declaims: “That is the raja of all the
revolutionaries. Whichever revolutionary we catch, his picture is with them.”
More than 65 years after Independence and with ‘official’
history being constantly reworked, it is both fashionable and obligatory to
brush aside the inspirational importance of Swami Vivekananda to earlier
generations. He was a sanyasi in
saffron robes who was unabashedly committed to the propagation of spiritualism
and national regeneration and who, at the same time, didn’t shy away from his
self-identity as a proud Hindu. That such a man greatly inspired India’s
passage to freedom may seem at odds with the puerile perception that
contemporary Indian nationhood is based solely on universalist, secular and
republican ideals. A complex past has become unwanted baggage that, if not
discarded, is best left in storage. Unfortunately, what we were happens to be markedly different from what the champions of a
spurious cosmopolitan modernity believe we are
and, more important, should be.
To the Left-liberal elites that have a stranglehold on
the citadels of intellectual power, the ‘idea of India’ is governed by the
broad acceptance of the Nehruvian consensus and adherence to what might loosely
be described as ‘Constitutional patriotism’. Anything which doesn’t fit into
this neat scheme is deemed to be in conflict with the national ethos and, as
happened to Vande Mataram, quietly relegated
to the ante-room. Alternatively, awkward facets of an infuriatingly complex
inheritance are sanitised, bowdlerised and, like balls of plasticine, made to
fit any shape.
“The intelligentsia of my country”, Nirad Chaudhury
wrote slyly in his Autobiography,
“have always had the faith—which certainly is justified by the secular changes
in our political existence—that they are indispensable as mercenaries to everybody
who rules India.”
In 1993, just after the demolition of the Babri
structure in Ayodhya, the then Human Resources Development Minister Arjun Singh
attached considerable importance to celebrating the centenary of Swami
Vivekananda’s speech to the Parliament of Religions in Chicago. The focus then was
on projecting the “Orange monk” as the epitome of inclusive religion, tolerance
and egalitarianism—in fact a man who anticipated the ‘enlightened’ secularism and
even socialism of the Nehruvian order. The underlying agenda was to deny an
aggressive BJP and Sangh brotherhood a monopoly claim over Hindu symbols. The
project also had the blessings of “progressive” historians and even the tacit nod
of a Ramakrishna Mission which was engaged in a bizarre battle to claim
‘minority’ status by declaring itself to be outside the Hindu fold. The Supreme
Court, mercifully, rejected that claim in 1995.
Two decades later the enthusiasm for appropriating Swami
Vivekananda for the good fight against the dark forces of bigotry appears to
have lost momentum. Last year, as the evocative photographs in Outlook (January 21, 2013) reminded us,
Gujarat Chief Minister Narendra Modi did something characteristically
audacious: to coincide with the 150th anniversary of the Swami’s
birth, he packaged his pre-election tour of the state as the Vivekananda
Yatra. Nor was this entirely a gimmick based
on the fact that the Bengali monk and the Gujarati CM shared a first name. As
someone who has been inspired by Vivekananda since his youth—he even sought to
join the Ramakrishna Mission as a monk—Modi’s symbolism was not disingenuous.
It was centred on broadly the same assumptions that made Vivekananda the
inspiration for generations of Indian nationalists, particularly prior to 1947.
Three features of Vivekananda’s philosophy warrant
special emphasis. First, unlike other Hindu religious leaders who made the
quest for God a matter of personal salvation, Vivekananda enlarged the scope of
his spiritual quest. It became co-terminus with a nebulously defined national
service. “The poor, the illiterate, the ignorant, the afflicted”, he wrote,
“let these be your God, know that service to these alone is the highest
religion.” It was an invocation that, in the context of the times, was
unmistakably revolutionary.
Secondly, Vivekananda was clear that what
distinguished India from the materialist West was its attachment to a Hindu
ethos grounded in spiritualism. Yet, he didn’t reject this-worldliness out of
hand. In his study Europe Reconsidered
(1988), historian Tapan Raychaudhuri argued that Vivekananda saw the West “as
an admirable manifestation of rajas,
manly vigour, a necessary step to higher things. Indians sunk in tamas, pure inertia and all that is
brutish in man, had to emulate that quality first.” Vivekananda addressed a question that was
preoccupied middle-class India at the turn of the 20th century: what
facet of the West should India accept or reject? Raychaudhuri suggested that
Vivekananda “proposed a fair exchange of ideas, a synthesis based on national
dignity.”
Finally, Vivekananda’s priorities for national
regeneration were determined by the prevailing conditions in India,
particularly the grim realities of political subordination. Despite his avowed
defence of the principles of the Vedic caste system—one of the few things he
had in common with Mahatma Gandhi—Vivekananda was unequivocal in his
denunciation of the corrupted institution, particularly the rules of ritual
purity that made Brahmins the oppressor and Sudras the victim. He saw caste as
a major impediment to the forging of a purposeful, united nation.
Added to this was his impatience with the physical
inadequacies of a subject people and his over-weaning desire to contribute to
the emergence of a muscular Hinduism which would not countenance servitude and
humiliation. It would be fair to say that the lessons he drew from the Bhagwad
Gita was radically different from those drawn by Gandhi.
Vivekananda was essentially a product of his times.
He belonged to a period when the early infatuation with westernisation was
yielding to a more nuanced understanding of the wider world that blended with
the grim realities of India as a subject nation. Moreover, in his short life—he
died at the age of 39—he spent five active years outside India fostering an understanding
of the India’s Hindu heritage. Predictably, his attention was focussed on
projecting India’s innate strength rather than highlighting its many
shortcomings. How he would have evolved had he lived to witness the political
turbulence that accompanied the Partition of Bengal in 1905 is a matter of
conjecture. Would he have retreated into a personal quest within the monastic
order he created? Or would he have travelled in a more politically active
direction? It is significant that most of his contemporaries believed his
message was relevant in shaping public life.
It is tempting to dissociate Vivekananda from his
context and see him through the prism of contemporary politics. This is
precisely the underlying tone of Outlook’s sensational description of him as
the “The Hindu Supremacist” that implicitly identifies him with a form of Hindu
fascism. This approach is in line with other recent interventions that have projected
Vivekananda as the epitome of a regressive machismo.
Outlook, January 28, 2013
1 comment:
But, Swapanda, Vivekananda would have been aghast at being the icon of the current Hindutva lot. He, whose opinion of the cow-protection movement, was the contemptuous "Like mother, like son," would have snorted at the middlebrow fanaticism of the present breed of would-be Hindutvawadis with their jagratas and their monkey costumes. Hence, the deliberate distance that his organization, the Ramakrishna mission, keeps from the parivar.
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