It
is very difficult to think about Independence Day, without thinking about
Gandhi.
It
is not that he alone was responsible for the Independence. There were very many before him who had sworn
the seeds, nurtured it and even went unnoticed and unsung. There were millions who travelled along with
him. Some of them were known, many, as
usual as it happens in such mass movements, have remained mere numbers. There were several youngsters, during his
lifetime itself, who worked in different directions, but towards the same
goal.
Independence
from the British was a consequence of the collective efforts of all these
persons.
The
pulverizing of Great Britain during the Second World War might have fastened
the exit of the British. It was
inevitable even otherwise. Rajaji
famously said that the British decided to hand over power because they knew
that otherwise they would not have had any power to hand over.
Gandhi
had however himself accepted that a non-violent struggle or a passive
resistance could have had no effect, if it had been against another power like
France. It could work because the British
were conscious of their image.
And
the Gandhian movement, essentially was focused on making the English man feel
that he was in the wrong.
Gandhi’s
employment of passive resistance was directly downloaded from the Bible. It was superimposed upon the Gita, as per his
own interpretation. That is why he said
that if he did not have the Gita, he would prefer to have the Sermons on the
Mount.
When
there were so many others involved in the freedom struggle, why then is it that
we are forced to focus on the half-naked fakir?
It
is because he comes to epitomize the best possible political figure that our
culture could throw up. He is a symbol
of very many great qualities, which we even shudder to think of. Even discounting some of his human frailties,
he remains unsurpassed in his stature so far.
Apart
from the great regard that a sensitive and cultured person like Tagore had for
him, the appreciation he was able to receive from the greats like Einstein and
G B Shaw, it is the reverence he drew from a person like Vinobhaji that makes
me feel his greatness all the more.
Those who have known the personality of Vinobha ji can alone be able to
appreciate this. Gandhi himself called Vinobhaji his spiritual heir. He also said that he was his Guru who had
come in the guise of his disciple.
The
leftists (to some extent Nehru also included in that group), those like
Ambedkar (including Periyar), those opposed to passive resistance (Bose, Bhagat
Singh, Sri Aurobindo), the Muslim League and the Hindu Mahasabha were all
opposed to Gandhi. Every group had their
own reasons. Gandhi was at the center of
all this.
Without
that central point, the other points could not have had a connecting link. That is the crucial role that Gandhi
played. He was not the point of
compromise. He was the point at which
the extremes could come to some point of reconciliation.
And
yet, the point was pecked at a very tall place.
The standards that could not be met by any other person, then nor since,
in public life. The transparency that he maintained was saint like. Not that of the present-day saints.
The
pangs that the man suffered, every moment of his life, till his very death,
have been recorded in detail. First by
himself, in his ‘My Experiments with Truth', then by his Personal Assistants,
Shri. Mahaev Desai first and then by Pyarelal and Kalyanam. Apart from that, there are very many
anecdotes, interviews and his own prolific writings and speeches. Each one of them give an insight into the turmoil
his mind was going through, in search of Truth and to gain self-rule through
self-respect, for the Indian masses. He was essentially a spiritualist, a communist and also tried to hang on to his roots, which were to some extent fundamental. Some
of his most intimate turmoils have been recorded in his letters to C.F.
Andrews.
The
present generation has to at least occasionally try to go through these, to understand,
what a turbulent life he had led to reach where he had.
And then, one will be forced to understand that we have not come across another such person and is not possible in the near future.
He was a person who could get the participation of the masses, without giving them any promise. Particularly, no promise of wealth or power. If at all he promised, it was only that they were to suffer and without any outer limit. And in spite of that, if people gathered in huge numbers to participate in his passive resistance, the magnetism of the man speaks for itself.
Passive
resistance, he had defined again and again.
It was no substitute to weakness or cowardice. It was being able to be above them. He himself was acutely aware that the
majority of the masses were of course not above that. Yet, he continued with his struggle. ‘Walk alone’ was the command he got from his
poet-philosopher-friend.
And,
indeed, in spite of being surrounded by a mass of people, he was all alone.
And
those who still claim that even without him, we would have gained our freedom,
are like those who would say that a wheel can still run without an axle.
When
the social fabric is under threat, now one by one of those different strands
which were opposed to his position have started to find how much his stand is
vindicated. Now, we are forced to go
back to him to retain whatever we have gained so far.
Better
late than never. Otherwise, we will be
sucked into the abyss, never to return.