Liberation Day 2012

Sixty five years of Independence is a long time, and our celebration is about the survival of the concept of citizenship and freedom. When freedom came to us, the subcontinent was ravaged by blood and tears, to the extent that no one spoke about the horrors of partition for atleast thirty years in personal contexts, because they wanted to forget. One of my neighbours in Lawrence Road, New Delhi, where we lived in the early 1980s, was an old woman who said she had lost her husband for several years, he went missing, and then one day he turned up. I am reminded of Hannah Arendt's biography where she and her husband who had been sent to different concentration camps, suddenly found each other, as they turned a corner in an unknown city, where they had been dislodged for a while from their respective groups. So Freedom is a miracle, and every year, we know it will drizzle when the flag goes up and the rose petals fall, and the Prime Minister makes his speech. Since he is from the days of partition, his speech is written in Urdu, because when he turns the pages he goes from the back to the front, and the calligraphy is clearly visible. How interesting that our lives are meshed in this multilingualism and this diversity of language and faith and experience, including the freedom not to believe  in the divine, should that be one's inclination. What is truly interesting, for me, is that the people's will survives, inspite of hunger and poverty and mismanagement. The middle class knows that it acts as a buffer group between the rich and the poor, either through imitation of the upper class and it's tastes, or by philanthropic concerns, which may also draw from ideological preoccupations which are typically the site of freedom."What the People Want" maybe at both ends of the spectrum, the right to buy bling and shop in the malls for synthetics or sequins, or the right to speak on behalf of the poor. To me, it seems interesting that when the Prime Minister speaks of the resilience of the Indian economy he speaks of the investments of the people, and this is not conspicuous consumption, it is post office and SBI savings, as the socialists have long shown to be the reason for India's economic resilience.. Inspite of terrible circumstances of work and life, the people still believe that they can hope for the future, plan for a wedding, a feast, an education, or old age security. And the middle class ofcourse has bought into stocks and shares right across the board, so that the investments of the capitalists are really the investments of the salaried and professional classes. However, Utsa Patnaik, in her book, "The Republic of Hunger" has said, very emphatically, that the low income of workers, is a repudiation of the right of people to eat the food that they are used to eating. This is the real crux of the matter, that the minimum wage and the Rs 28 or Rs 20 indicator is the bases by which the poor are forced to eat less, and their body weight is then an index of how much degradation follows, from the acceptance of this minimum as a socially acceptable index by the rest of society. This is thus an ideology, where the hunger of the worker is seen to be an average index of the ability to offer his or her labour power, for a minimum wage: the right to survive and to reproduce as it's basic motif. Unless there is a call to commonsense, rather than falling back on oligarchic indexes of efficiency in theory, Indians cannot look at their common human condition as anything but pitiful. This demands that bonus production by farmers is matched by transparent processes of securing food for the people. Gandhi's idea of daridra narayan is one of the most humane of ideas. Let the Indians look to their poorest to know if their survival predicts our future as a democracy.