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Off
the Mark Well-written
memoirs of a dynamic army chief--with the real story missing
By H.S.Gill
OF SOME CONSEQUENCE
BY K.SUNDARJI
HARPERCOLLINS
PRICE: Rs. 250
PAGES: 175
General
K. Sundarji died in early 1999, leaving behind just a third of the 105
episodes he had originally planned to pen about the Indian Army and his
life and times. This partially written memoir, which ends as abruptly as
it begins, could easily have been a bestseller had Sundarji only used the
10 years of his retirement to write about the infamous Operation Bluestar,
which he personally conducted; Brasstacks, an exercise with troops and
armour at his own singular desire, which prompted Pakistan into a similar
confrontation and nearly started a war; the ramrodding of the cadre review
and the unthought of command and staff streams, which nearly broke up the
army; the final selection of the Bofors gun into field service; and his
turning a British-tradition-seeped fighting force into something like a
commercial company with all the trappings of the Mumbai corporate world.
Alas Sundarji was unable to do anything
of the kind. He had confided in Vani, his wife: "I will write about
Bluestar and other matters in good time." But he was never able to
leave that legacy. In the absence of the real story, all that remains are
tales of his regimental life in the North-West Frontier in the 1940s as a
subaltern- -- good marks to him here, for he indeed did write with candour
and a sense of humour -- his army days in Srinagar after the Pakistani
raiders had attacked in 1947, and his life in the early '60s with the
United Nations Force in the Congo busy fighting the Katangese.
All in all, this book is a
disappointment. Not that Sundarji couldn't write well -- even in Of Some
Consequence he has displayed a down-to-earth, straightforward style,
writing as he used to talk to so many of us, shunning all the padding and
the frills that many authors fall prey to and recounting somewhat like a
child his "early" days.
Unfortunately, what his readers wanted
from him were his "after years", of Bluestar, the army's
misadventure in Sri Lanka, the modernisation of the army in which he
played a commendable role, his close equation with Arun Singh, the de
facto defence minister in place of Rajiv Gandhi who was never available.
It would appear that after having served the appetisers, the table captain
couldn't serve the main course. Destiny had deemed otherwise.
Authorspeak
Prosenjit Das Gupta
Urban Safari |
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Prosenjit Das Gupta, going around in circles can be a good thing.
Now he's telling others how to do it. In his recently published 10
Walks in Calcutta (HarperCollins) -- a literary global positioning
system -- Das Gupta, 55, combines maps, history and philosophical
asides to allow readers a zoom-in on the city. You must be a
walkaholic to write this one. Das Gupta qualifies: he's logged over
150 miles simply walking around the city, Pentax 1000 slung over
shoulder, notebook in hand.
The book is more
discerning. It picks the 10 most picturesque and heritage-dotted
routes to give walkers a "feel" of the city. There's the
labyrinthine Chitpore Road past the crumbling mansions of old,
affluent Bengali families including the Tagores' house in Jorasanko;
the riverfront stroll past the ghats; the "path of
knowledge" through the city's academic district of College
Street. Das Gupta prefers the offbeat road, cramming the book with
minutia rather than textbook history. He actually barged into
people's houses collecting facts, and at times got into trouble with
the law. Like when he was shooting a photograph of Writers' Building
and the security men thought him to be a terrorist .
The book took Das
Gupta -- a Presidency College alumnus who now works with a
refractories firm -- 12 years to compile. He was inspired by a
leaflet on walking in Aachen, Germany, and Desmond Doig's Calcutta:
An Artist's Impressions.
It's hard to
tell who the book is for. Tips on clothing, about carrying water and
taking a hepatitis shot before eating out, smack of a manual for
foreign tourists. But Das Gupta insists it is "first and
foremost" for Calcuttans. "They never really see their
city, they never look up," he says. "If you want to study
the jungle, you'll have to get down from your jeep." Meanwhile,
the book's writer himself may be on the road to Part II. But that's
another story
-Labonita Ghosh
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