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Q&A
‘I felt
like a Jew in a Nazi camp’
For
a man who has already chronicled his death, it isn’t easy looking
back on 1984. Khushwant Singh, the ageing grand old man of letters, who
admits to fading health, took time off for an interview on the carnage
that first made him conscious of being a Sikh. Excerpts from an interview
with Harinder Baweja
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Khushwant
Singh |
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I feel personally let
down by the
Nanavati Commission. I went to depose and the atmosphere was
that of a tea party, except that there was no tea. Every one was
laughing and joking |
Twenty one
years later and still little justice. How do you feel as a Sikh?
I am very disappointed. I was expecting a more forthright denunciation
of the people involved. Ninety percent of the report is of no consequence.
It is all focused on police stations and I am sure the police could not
have acted the way it did unless instructions had come from the very top.
Delhi burnt for four days and there was no Section 144, no curfew, no
shoot-at-sight orders. Finally when the government sent for the army from
Meerut, the Sikh Light Infantry came and they had to be kept in the cantonment.
The government was not visible. Even the President of India, Gyani Zail
Singh, didn’t matter. I called Rashtrapati Bhawan but Zail Singh
didn’t take my call and instead sent me a message asking me to take
refuge in a Hindu’s house. Zail Singh should have resigned, even
earlier, after Operation Bluestar. His stature would have gone up. Instead,
he died unsung by his own community. The Nanavati report has only targeted
the lieutenant governor and the police. I am disgusted. All governments
make a mockery of these commissions of inquiry.
If someone like you felt so helpless and is now so angry, what
about the ordinary Sikhs who lost their family members?
I have no doubt that they will be having nightmares. It is not possible
to forget family members being burnt alive. Some of them must have gone
crazy and some others must be drugging themselves to sleep. 1984 made
me conscious of being a Sikh even though I don’t practise the tenets.
But I feel the hurt of the community. I had to move out of my house and
was picked up by a complete stranger from the Swedish embassy. I was living
in the lap of luxury but felt like a Jew in a Nazi camp. I was an exile
in my own country. What shook me was the number of Hindus who revelled
in this. Girilal Jain wrote in The Times of India that the Sikhs should
have known that this was coming. The Sikh community had, in fact, been
let down by their own leaders. Zail Singh and Sanjay Gandhi created Bhindranwale.
They let him go when he had been arrested. No one realised the ill-will
that had built up against the Sikhs because of Bhindranwale. Not one Sikh
leader had the guts to denounce him when he made statements like, ‘each
Sikh should kill 32 Hindus.’
How do you feel as an observer of justice?
This is the most gross example of miscarriage of justice. Jagdish Tytler
is a liar, saying none of the commissions have even mentioned him. Rajni
Kothari brought out a pamphlet just after the carnage titled, ‘Who
are the guilty?’ Not one of these guys, Tytler or Sajjan Kumar or
Dharam Dass Shastri had the guts to take Kothari to court for criminal
lies.
You have been a close friend of the Gandhis. Be it Bluestar or
the 1984 carnage, the Congress was responsible.
My closeness to the Gandhis is much exaggerated. I defended Sanjay Gandhi
on the Maruti deal. I went to see the Maruti factory and let me tell you
it was worse than a mechanic’s shop. The point is and I have said
this again and again — the carnage could not have taken place unless
there were orders from the very top. Even on the tabling of the Nanavati
Commission report, the government waited till the very last day. This
shows their malafide intentions and their lack of confidence. They knew
they would come in for the severest criticism. I feel personally let down
by the Nanavati Commission. I went to depose and the atmosphere was that
of a tea party, except that there was no tea. Every one was laughing and
joking.
How do you see 1984 as a historian? What is the future for riot
victims?
Justice is for the rich and the powerful. Inquiry commissions just pass
the buck. Any future historian will know they can’t rely on these
reports and will have to seek other sources of information. Governments
need to understand that a crime unpunished breeds criminals. 1984 remains
unpunished.
Are you upset that the Action Taken Report has been authored by
a government headed by Manmohan Singh, a Sikh?
I don’t think he has any say. We know the circumstances under which
he became the prime minister. Sikh or not, he has integrity, ability and
humility. The Sikh community needs to also look at the positive side.
Was it even conceivable in 1984 that we would have a Sikh prime minister,
a Sikh Army chief and a Sikh heading the Planning Commission?
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We,
the Bloody People
By
Sankarshan Thakur |
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DON’T
CRY FOR US, NBELOVED COUNTRY
Text
by Hartosh Singh Bal.
Photograph by Gauri Gill
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‘I
felt like a Jew in a Nazi camp’
For
a man who has already chronicled his death, it isn’t easy looking
back on 1984. Khushwant Singh, the ageing grand old
man of letters, who admits to fading health, took time off for an
interview on the carnage that first made him conscious of being a
Sikh. Excerpts from an interview with Harinder
Baweja |
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THE
TRUTH: Feeling and the Unfeeling
No
politician has been punished for the obvious part they play in organising
these outrages, says KPS GILL |
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What
about the big fish?
The Nanavati Commission describes the riots as an organised carnage
but falls short of indicting the political organisers. The government
uses this as an escape route. Ajmer
Singh reports |
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‘The
home minister hid like a rat’
says former LG, Delhi, PG Gavai on 1984 riots in conversation with
Ajmer Singh |
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A
tragedy of hope
It
is a reminder that neither our investigators nor prosecutors are independent
agents, says KTS Tulsi
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The
Ghosts of Mrs Gandhi Stepping
out into a perfectly ordinary day, on October 31, 1984, writer Amitav
Ghosh was sucked into the cataclysm that gripped the
country. Writing years later, he rakes through his memories and tries
to make sense
of the violence that followed in this spare and deeply moving essay |
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