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EDITORIALS
Kesri vs Country
In making his post-Jain outrage a negotiable instrument, he held India to
ransom. Sitaram
Kesri, the Congress president, was once a petty shopkeeper in his native Danapur, Bihar.
In recent days, this piece of trivia has been established as being the bedrock of Kesri's
politics: the bargaining of the bazaar is his article of faith. There are few other
metaphors to describe his conduct since the Jain Commission's report became public
knowledge. Initially, Kesri's party refused to debate Justice M.C. Jain's highly
questionable conclusions and insisted the DMK be removed from the Government. When this
prejudging of the DMK was objected to by the United Front (UF), Kesri began writing
letters to the prime minister, with a regularity normally reserved for pen friends. Each
day threw up a fresh formula. From asking for the DMK's virtual banishment from the
polity, the demand was reduced to dropping the party's ministers pending further inquiry.
From asserting Jain's report was sacrosanct, the Congress came round to agreeing to a
fresh judicial panel to study his findings. To call this shadow boxing would be to insult
pugilists. By refusing to either withdraw support or revoke his anti-DMK demands for about
two weeks, Kesri took indecisiveness and delay to new heights. Unfortunately, he also
emasculated governance and, willy-nilly, created a north-south divide -- in his party and
beyond. Eventually, Kesri went to the President kicking and screaming.
In some senses, Kesri represents the worst in the country's politicians. Anything is
negotiable; even the outrage felt over a former prime minister's murder can be simulated
or modulated, as the occasion demands. It is not as if Kesri was idle in the time between
writing letters. He used the period to attempt a split in the UF, jockey for political
space and somehow, anyhow enter the government. As a veteran politician, Kesri should know
that the best route to power is through the polling booth. Unfortunately, it will take
more than just rustic cunning -- and an amazingly elastic backbone -- to lead the Congress
to victory in a general election.
Star of
India
In effect, Abdul Kalam's Bharat Ratna is a recognition of the unsung scientist.
Perhaps the only disconcerting aspect of the awarding of
the Bharat Ratna to A.P.J. Abdul Kalam -- director-general of the Defence Research and
Development Organisation -- is that it has been clubbed with the creation of sinecures by
I.K. Gujral for sundry friends and acolytes. In a polity which specialises in unearthing
innuendoes where none exist, questions are bound to be raised as to why Kalam was
conferred India's highest honour by a regime on its last legs -- two months before the
customary announcement on Republic Day. All this will be unfair to Kalam, a distinguished
space scientist and the doyen of India's missile programme. He is the sort of achiever no
Indian will shirk from acclaiming as among the country's greatest.
A Bharat Ratna should be more than just somebody with professional success to his name;
he should be an inspiration for an entire nation. In recognising Kalam's worth, India, in
effect, recognises its unsung scientist. He, who sheds blood, sweat and tears for findings
which may not always be world class but works in a bureaucratic minefield which is
netherworldly. For instance, Kalam's creation of strategic missiles on a shoestring budget
has been virtually negated by politicians incapable of formulating a coherent deployment
policy. Even so, if scientist Kalam has suffered from the politicisation of defence,
citizen Kalam has hopefully begun a depoliticisation of the Bharat Ratna. For years,
India's greatest prize for its children has been reduced to a gift politicians give each
other. Even Satyajit Ray was given the Bharat Ratna only after he had won the Oscar. It is
instructive to note that, before Kalam, the previous Tamil to win the Bharat Ratna was
M.G. Ramachandran in 1988. Such cronyism had taken away from the lustre of the Bharat
Ratna; Abdul Kalam has restored some of its dignity. |