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The new-age-flag salute: Being
Indian is just a little bit more complex than you thought
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Here's
an old discovery: both 'identity' and 'India' have two 'I's. Here's
a new one: the Indian identity market has been screeching and roaring
with voices both shrieky and sober. Loudly, for some time now. Earplugs,
trust me, are no relief... they make 'cosmic egg' sound like 'comic
egg', and 'egalitarianism' like a diet choice.
What about books? What if Uncle Sam, say, were
to pointedly scowl, "I Want YOUR ID"?
''Hota hai'' ('happens'), someone might quip,
offering a phrase from Indian Foreign Service man Pavan K. Varma's
Being Indian: The Truth About Why The 21st Century Will Be India's,
as armament. With an image of an arm tattooed with a map of India
on its cover, it can possibly be flexed to explain much of this
'functioning anarchy'. The book offers a decidedly squinty view,
as Varma himself acknowledges, of the experience of being 'Indian'-based
mostly on how he individually locates himself within this many millennia-old
civilisation. Much of his narrative would be numbingly familiar
to many of us, whether it's his Haridwar opening, or his takes on
corruption, moral relativism, power craze, exclusion systems, hierarchy-ordained
servility, materialism, pragmatism, street ingenuity or civilizational
resilience. Yet, he frequently detaches himself sufficiently to
offer insights that are indeed startling; and this, placed in the
perspective of why he has written all this, endows the book with
its charm. Varma's self-disclosed attempt is to make a "dramatically
different" inquiry into Indianness, which involves questioning
the assumption of the archetypal 'Indian' being democratic, tolerant,
spiritual and peaceful. "India is much too important today,"
he says... "to be held hostage by this simplistic myth-making."
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BEING INDIAN
By Pavan K. Varma
Viking
PP: 238
Price: Rs 325
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THE INDIAN MOSAIC
Ed. Bibek Debroy & D.S. Babu
Academic Foundation
PP: 285
Price: Rs 495 |
This
is a complex country, no doubt, and Varma writes of villagers in
Tigri, just 100 km from Delhi, who confuse Manmohan Singh, now Prime
Minister, with Manmohan Desai, a Hindi filmmaker who wowed the Indian
imagination right from his first film. The book is eloquent if not
elaborative (Alberuni's India is still the classic there) on India's
ancient philosophy of indivisible unity, and among its high points,
the one that would find the author fans is his assertion of supreme
self-assurance. "Coexistence is an imperative, not an option,"
he enjoins.
So-how will the 21st century be India's? Here,
the book seems to waffle on timing, asset unveiling, stability and
much else-revealing a shocking sense of complacency on freedom,
democracy, reforms, technology and the economy, which ought to be
seen as works-in-progress, really. Not only is Varma overimpressed
with India's software 'power', his vague attempt to trace it all-trace
all of math, actually-to an age-old civilisational strength makes
one wonder. Is this book going to end up as an exercise in myth
exchange? Sure, the decimal system originated in India-and the parallels
with Greek math are well-documented-but the subsequent quantum jumps
took global effort. More to the point: doesn't India still lack
its Socrates'?
In fact, the reason India could potentially
prove an invaluable intellectual resource to the world is an all-inclusive
one: as a secular democracy, the country could choose to maximise
'free mind space' as a broad strategy for global success in the
information age.
Does this other book, The India Mosaic: Searching
For An Identity, have any pointers?
Some, yes. For one, as a collection of essays
on India's identity hunt published in association with the Rajiv
Gandhi Institute For Contemporary Studies, the book displays far
better academic objectivity. For another, it strives for balance.
Sunil Khilnani, of The Idea Of India fame, uses thoughts from John
Gray and others to discuss the conflict of ideas. In all, the most
useful flag-to-read package is the one on education, beginning with
the data-packed 'Mockingbird' essay by a researcher duo. It leads
nicely up to Bikramjit De's tour de force on India's linguistic
imperative. As a faculty member of Kolkata's National University
of Juridical Sciences, De makes a splendid case for reforms.
Gurcharan Das' essay on 'nishkama karma' echoes
some of the cultural determinism vis-a-vis business found in Varma's
book-a debate that's far from over yet. The set of 16 essays, written
with varying degrees of research and erudition, ends on a light
note, with Madhu Kishwar on Bollywood's own idea of India.
Indeed, as The India Mosaic demonstrates, India
has always had its rarefied enclaves of 'free mind space'. As for
the word on 'being Indian', look up the Indian Constitution. It's
clear. Yet, as Varma says, almost seeming to sigh in 'hota hai'
resignation, "Centuries of hierarchic regimentation have mentally
enslaved most Indians." Whether he means 'millennia' rather
than 'centuries' isn't known, nor should it matter.
But while on 'slavery', and on being Indian,
maybe there's this other piece of streetside graffiti one could
talk about: 'Na koi banda, na koi banda-nawaz' ('nobody's a slave,
nobody master').
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THE PERFECT SNOWBALL
By Ranjan Kapur
Roli Books
PP: 64
Price: Rs 250
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Does Tata young's
'rebel' song have any relevance to the short or long-term prospects
of the Tata brand--- any more than the effect Hilary Duff's voice
might have on Hillary Clinton's White House prospects? Is the Tata-owned-Ogilvy-built
watch brand Titan going to respond to FCUK Timex? Is Tata really
bearish on brand Barista?
Marketers ask weird questions, and do weird
things. And marketers are woolly-headed sort of people who see 'the
market' as a warm heterogenous entity with throbbing hearts and
pulsating minds, not something cold coming alphanumerically off
a ticker tape.
Born in Lahore, brought up in Patiala and boarding-schooled
in Dehradun (Welham, in case you wondered), Ranjan Kapur, former
chief of o&m India, is a marketer as much as an adman. A 'suit'
cum 'ponytail'; no either-or for him. He is also a sculptor-doodler.
And he has written this absolutely endearing little story of a little
boy learning never to let the purity of his original idea be wrecked
by a reckless quest for size. Read it to your kids, and let them
savour the illustrations. And once the kids doze off, do some thinking
yourself. It is, in M.S. Banga's words, a "powerful parable
with important lessons for business & life".
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