She looks older than her 60 years.
She is big built, and walks with force befitting a Sikh lady. But something is
missing. There seems to be a vacuum in her soul which you instantly realise as
you look into her sad eyes. In 1984, the bloodthirsty Congress supporters had
burnt her husband alive. She was lucky to save her life, still luckier that her
son and daughter survived, but terribly unlucky in losing a husband and having
no support. She worked harder than her broken spirit would allow, put the
mother in her at its best to continue fighting against all odds to raise her
children.
The wound inside her feels fresher
than that you expect from a tragedy happening three decades back. Her wound was
again opened up by another tragedy in 2001 Gujarat riots. In 1984 she had
suffered for being a Sikh, and Indira Gandhi had been killed by her Sikh
bodyguards. In 2001, she suffered for being the mother of a Muslim convert. Her
daughter whom she loved more than herself and even her son, showered with love
care and affection and who even did well to get into Jamia Milia University for
a graduation course, fell in love with a Muslim boy and would not listen to
anything contrary to the inter-religious marriage. Sikhs are nearer to Hindus,
sharing even many Gods, but she loved her husband so was justified in feeling
closer to the Muslims. Delhi and its society both were claiming their bits of modernism,
so her daughter got converted and was married to the boy from Gujarat. Just out
of their graduation courses they went back to the boy’s place in his home state.
And it was here that the tragedy struck taking away her Harpreet-e-Gulzaar from
this world during the dark-famed Gujarat riots.
The long and wordy debate about the
tragic tales of the communal violence keeps going. In the one Sikhs suffered;
in the other Muslims suffered; she suffered in both; she suffered as the wife
of a Sikh husband; she suffered as the mother of a Muslim convert. Elsewhere in
India, Hindus suffered invisibly on account of the talks of Islamic terrorism;
the unseen unknown suffering fuelling the pseudo-secular drama which is an
important component in the Indian contemporary politics.
In
2009, the UPA government’s eagerness and enthusiasm in deliberately leaking the
Liberhan Commission’s report to expose the wrongdoings of the Hindutva elements
and condemn the BJP as a communal party could have given her a touch of solace
from the daughter’s side who died as a Muslim. But how could she forget the massacre
of 5000 innocent Sikhs in 1984 including her husband. Of the two main political
parties, which one to support during the elections? She had not voted during
the parliamentary elections six months back. For which one to get her soul
blued and finger marked indelibly for a week as a token of support?
In
1992 a structure was stage-managed to be broken for political gains. In 1984,
it was the real flesh and blood that spattered the streets of Delhi; like it
was the real blood in Gujarat. Who was ruling in 1984? Who was ruling in 2001? Who
was ruling at the centre in 1992? How can the central government wipe its hands
clean of an act perpetrated in a state when there were intelligence reports
regarding the impending destructive task by the Kar Sevaks? It was just like
allowing your enemy to commit a murder so that the foe can be held guilty. The Congress
government did only that. And ask the pseudo-secularists isn’t it just plain
communalism to politically appease a particular section always citing the
wrongs committed against it by the political opponents? Political action and
reaction mean the same as far as communalism is concerned.
Whom to support and whom to go against? Who was more
communal? In the future parliamentary elections where to cast her vote? The
mother and the widow in her kept away from any interest in the famed Indian
democratic machine operating along the communal lines.
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