The image of Jinnah is bieng formed in Mr. Jaswanth Singh's mind in the introductory paras as "the Muslim League in that sense truimphed under Jinnah's leadership, for he achieved what he had set out to" , "carving out for himself a Pakistan,even if 'moth-eaten' and from birth". "For this ,in essence, was also Muhammad Ali Jinnah's political journey. How could or rather why did , a person of such central importance to the front rank of India's political leadership for almost the first forty-seven years of the twentieth century relegate himself to a finge of it?"
Two questions arise here on reading this; first exactly what was the 'central role' Jinnah that he did play in India uptil this time? Here the basic question of the true 'leadership' identity question or 'shanakht' of Muhammad Ali Jinnah is the most pertinent one. We will read Mr. Jaswanth's assesment of why and how Jinnah became ' the Quaid -e Azam ' later on.
The second issue is regarding the 'fringe' of India concept that he refers to frequently. He seems obsessed with the geographical division of India and other areas that became Pakistan as 'peripheral' or 'fringe'. this labelling in itself appears to impart as a 'lowly' status to the new geographical entity.The concept of bieng 'mainstream',does it actually mean 'central' in the geographical sense or acceptable ideologically?And if acceptable then why and how does a 'fringe' community becomes a new geographical entity and the 'peripheral minority' becomes a central majority in the 'new' state.
Mr Jaswanth Singh clearly has raised the "spectre" for his generation of Indians of the logic or 'reality' of the formation of Pakistan.It seems to me that a scene is bieng created in his reader's mind almost reminiscent of the last coals bieng inflammed before the final die out. I hope a real winter comes on this chapter as enough violence and useless buildup of arms against each other deluding real peace and a prosperous peaceful coexistence has engulfed the two nations since birth.(Continued)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Jinnah, India -Partition, Independance, Jaswanth Singh's Book...A Critical View 2
He writes painfully "How did Islam with ease first become Indian, then struggled to become a geographical supernumerary to it, to this great spread of what was their own home. And..."It became the faith of the "separator" of those that divided the land" And...."The League had claimed that it was the true upholder of of Islam's ideological authentication...therefore demanded just a single Muslim medium...and asserting it's identity as a different conceptual 'nation',claimed a separate land for itself which is why this agonising question continues to grate against our sensibilities......tragically Nehru and Patel and the Congress party had assented, Jinnah in any event having demanded adopting to just such a recourse.
The pain, the agony ,the sense of bieng utterly let down by Nehru and Sardar Patel is clearly evident in this para, which to me explains the crux of the writing of this book, probing the historical context, the mindsets, the fights as in that moment which he describes as a vivisection. He asks painfully as to why..."how do you divide a geographic (also geopolitical) unity?
There are several questions in this painful why.India has never really accepted division and the existence of Pakistan . At least this generation that Jaswanth Singh belongs to. The mindset of holding on to this notion of "Akhand Bharat" has led to the massive buildup of armies so much so that nuclearisation of Pakistan has resulted although the Indian bomb was primarily against China.The new generation of Indian needs to move on, accept the existence of Pakistan but is this going to be possible now, earlier? Post 9/11, post Mumbai and now the latest ideas in militant Pakistan paint a bad omen , picture for the future of India -Pakistan relations.
Pakistan itself questions this "Islamic" existence now as the extremist violent groups are creating havoc in it's cities. Just as Jaswanth Singh asks..."relegating such of faith that remained within India to a life of perpetual self questioning and doubt about their true identity."
The agonising reality of partition seems lost on the people as now more and more evidence in the behaviour of "Muslim"groups in Pakistan appears to make the call for a seperate homeland questionable for Indian Muslims. Why was the Bangladesh created? He will ask later. The answer seems apparent! The sociopolitical divide is mainly of economic and empowerment struggle. Race, tribalism, religion, ethnicity are the rallying points of struggling groups in order to distinguish themselves and assert their identity and existence.A very clear example is to become "American" even of such diverse people as Chinese, Mexican or Indian.
I still do not understand what Mr. Singh means by "Indianisation"of Islam. Is this a cultural context or what?(Continued)
The pain, the agony ,the sense of bieng utterly let down by Nehru and Sardar Patel is clearly evident in this para, which to me explains the crux of the writing of this book, probing the historical context, the mindsets, the fights as in that moment which he describes as a vivisection. He asks painfully as to why..."how do you divide a geographic (also geopolitical) unity?
There are several questions in this painful why.India has never really accepted division and the existence of Pakistan . At least this generation that Jaswanth Singh belongs to. The mindset of holding on to this notion of "Akhand Bharat" has led to the massive buildup of armies so much so that nuclearisation of Pakistan has resulted although the Indian bomb was primarily against China.The new generation of Indian needs to move on, accept the existence of Pakistan but is this going to be possible now, earlier? Post 9/11, post Mumbai and now the latest ideas in militant Pakistan paint a bad omen , picture for the future of India -Pakistan relations.
Pakistan itself questions this "Islamic" existence now as the extremist violent groups are creating havoc in it's cities. Just as Jaswanth Singh asks..."relegating such of faith that remained within India to a life of perpetual self questioning and doubt about their true identity."
The agonising reality of partition seems lost on the people as now more and more evidence in the behaviour of "Muslim"groups in Pakistan appears to make the call for a seperate homeland questionable for Indian Muslims. Why was the Bangladesh created? He will ask later. The answer seems apparent! The sociopolitical divide is mainly of economic and empowerment struggle. Race, tribalism, religion, ethnicity are the rallying points of struggling groups in order to distinguish themselves and assert their identity and existence.A very clear example is to become "American" even of such diverse people as Chinese, Mexican or Indian.
I still do not understand what Mr. Singh means by "Indianisation"of Islam. Is this a cultural context or what?(Continued)
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Jinnah, India-Partition, Jaswanth Singh's Book, A Critical Look.
Yeh tera bayan Ghalib, Khushi se mar na jate agar aitbar hota!
The words of Mirza Ghalib resonate in my mind as I attempt to write a sociopolitical critique of Mr Jaswanth Singh's surprising book, to which the Bharatya Janata Party reacted in undue, uninformed and purely prejudical haste.As I had suspected,and intuitively felt there is nothing in the book which really makes Jinnah an hero, at least in the beginning chapters. I intend to write the views in serialized form as I read the book. I do hope the readers will enjoy my perspective. I must admit I am a novice at this but I felt the strong need to express my views as an ordinary terrorist bitten, secular, female from Pakistan.As the "New" paradigm of the "ordinary citizen" shifts from something lowly to a "global existence and importance", everyone appears to be important.
Back in the subcontinent of "passion,division, yet love and Shakti" the peoples across the divide ? Still dilemma for Mr Jaswanth Singh , seek to understand and then finally reach out to each other.
When this book was due to be out, many in Pakistan wited anxiously to read his take on Jinnah. Well some maybe disappointed, some bewildered, but I was not of either.
He writes in his introduction that "This phase transformed over time....over centuries evolved into frequently repeated forays, primarily for loot of the inestimable wealth of the land" then he goes on to say " Some came in those centuries in a frenzy of Islamic zeal destroying whatever non-Islamic symbol, structure or image....they were iconoclasts of Islam destroying what for them were 'symbols of Satan'.He says " accompanying these invasions , came a new experience for India,conversion of the unbelievers to Islam, until a time arrived when,finally Islam got transformed by India, intermeshing with it and ultimately bieng absorbed by it as an integer".
He then goes to explain how Islam was "Indianised" in the sub continent. My question here is ...How do we "Indianise" a religious belief? this was according to him a variety of beliefs in Islam which were "Indianised". This maybe true in the context of belief as in "belief" context but what does he mean by "Indianising" these varied beliefs? Is it as "giving them a label? a title? This in context of the " Muslim seperate identity in India which he questions later in the chapter.Was it in cultural context? But the India has such varied cultural entities. There is no unity,monolithic,insipid "Indian culture".
The other question that comes to mind is why does he start the depiction of invasion by "Muslims" as looters, plunderers and greedy people of another nation or cultures? He will repeat this again and agin in this chapter and I will qoute.The idea of integration defies the "other" identity of any peoples.When his whole idea of writing this book is as to why and how did Muslims become "the other nation" justifying partition of India and creation of independant Pakistan, then why this initial "labelling" and repeated at that as more of looters, plunderers and not as people who migrated which happens in history so often and also as recently as the 21st century. Is that not what is now known as "economic opportunity migration"?
Maybe this was the mindset of "labelling the Other muslims who invaded India that explains and answers his question itself. (Continued)
The words of Mirza Ghalib resonate in my mind as I attempt to write a sociopolitical critique of Mr Jaswanth Singh's surprising book, to which the Bharatya Janata Party reacted in undue, uninformed and purely prejudical haste.As I had suspected,and intuitively felt there is nothing in the book which really makes Jinnah an hero, at least in the beginning chapters. I intend to write the views in serialized form as I read the book. I do hope the readers will enjoy my perspective. I must admit I am a novice at this but I felt the strong need to express my views as an ordinary terrorist bitten, secular, female from Pakistan.As the "New" paradigm of the "ordinary citizen" shifts from something lowly to a "global existence and importance", everyone appears to be important.
Back in the subcontinent of "passion,division, yet love and Shakti" the peoples across the divide ? Still dilemma for Mr Jaswanth Singh , seek to understand and then finally reach out to each other.
When this book was due to be out, many in Pakistan wited anxiously to read his take on Jinnah. Well some maybe disappointed, some bewildered, but I was not of either.
He writes in his introduction that "This phase transformed over time....over centuries evolved into frequently repeated forays, primarily for loot of the inestimable wealth of the land" then he goes on to say " Some came in those centuries in a frenzy of Islamic zeal destroying whatever non-Islamic symbol, structure or image....they were iconoclasts of Islam destroying what for them were 'symbols of Satan'.He says " accompanying these invasions , came a new experience for India,conversion of the unbelievers to Islam, until a time arrived when,finally Islam got transformed by India, intermeshing with it and ultimately bieng absorbed by it as an integer".
He then goes to explain how Islam was "Indianised" in the sub continent. My question here is ...How do we "Indianise" a religious belief? this was according to him a variety of beliefs in Islam which were "Indianised". This maybe true in the context of belief as in "belief" context but what does he mean by "Indianising" these varied beliefs? Is it as "giving them a label? a title? This in context of the " Muslim seperate identity in India which he questions later in the chapter.Was it in cultural context? But the India has such varied cultural entities. There is no unity,monolithic,insipid "Indian culture".
The other question that comes to mind is why does he start the depiction of invasion by "Muslims" as looters, plunderers and greedy people of another nation or cultures? He will repeat this again and agin in this chapter and I will qoute.The idea of integration defies the "other" identity of any peoples.When his whole idea of writing this book is as to why and how did Muslims become "the other nation" justifying partition of India and creation of independant Pakistan, then why this initial "labelling" and repeated at that as more of looters, plunderers and not as people who migrated which happens in history so often and also as recently as the 21st century. Is that not what is now known as "economic opportunity migration"?
Maybe this was the mindset of "labelling the Other muslims who invaded India that explains and answers his question itself. (Continued)
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Yellow Pages In My Closet!

( I found some verses I wrote in my old papers, yellowed)
Love is made up
Of a thousand things,
A walk in the moonlight
A heart that sings
A feeling of sunshine
In all kinds of weather
The warmth and closeness
Of bieng together!
Cups of coffee
In a quiet room
Firelight dancing
And chasing the gloom
A voice you feel
That you've always known
A gentle hand
Reaching out for your own.
A smile that thrills you
And warms your heart
Just the way it has
From the very start
Trust and confidence
Joy in sharing
The deep security
That comes from caring
Love is tenderness
And love is kindness
Love is occasional
Spots of blindness
Love is tears
Often followed by laughter
love is "Happily Everafter"
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Woman Or Man.
I have got feathers in my cap,stars in my eyes,
Yet my feet bleed, encrusted with sores.
For walking this parched land.
A journey so long
Unfulfilled.
A thirst so strong,
Unquenched.
My hands are sore,
They ache,
Pushing against these walls;
Of stone,eternal,layered,
One after the other,
Like huge waves in a deep blue,green sea.
A fight against the waves,
Trying to survive,
Holding to a drifting piece of wood,
Clutching a broken straw hat,
Trying to reach a shore
With pieces of my shipwreck
Behind me!
Yes, the incessant Sun
Of my life shines down on me.
Brazenly burning
Gashing , lancinating, flogging
Writing it's own bloody stories
Gory poems on my body,
A flesh so weak!
How can it carry the yolk of humanity?
Whence it cannot carry the burden of purity of it's own soul!
How can it breathe free
Survive a lifetime journey on this earth?
When it cannot carry the crown of glory of it's creation!
The glory of it's creation of it's thought and spirit!
Yet my feet bleed, encrusted with sores.
For walking this parched land.
A journey so long
Unfulfilled.
A thirst so strong,
Unquenched.
My hands are sore,
They ache,
Pushing against these walls;
Of stone,eternal,layered,
One after the other,
Like huge waves in a deep blue,green sea.
A fight against the waves,
Trying to survive,
Holding to a drifting piece of wood,
Clutching a broken straw hat,
Trying to reach a shore
With pieces of my shipwreck
Behind me!
Yes, the incessant Sun
Of my life shines down on me.
Brazenly burning
Gashing , lancinating, flogging
Writing it's own bloody stories
Gory poems on my body,
A flesh so weak!
How can it carry the yolk of humanity?
Whence it cannot carry the burden of purity of it's own soul!
How can it breathe free
Survive a lifetime journey on this earth?
When it cannot carry the crown of glory of it's creation!
The glory of it's creation of it's thought and spirit!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Anjum Zia...The Poetess with Courage and insight!

I have written some poems and things about the life of Anjum Zia, a contemporary Urdu poetess and woman of courage, strenghth and fortitude. She is a rare breed ,intellectual yet down to earth, romantic yet blunt in her assault on the injustices towards poor and needy. She continued working in education, district management issues devotingly,selflessly. She opened schools for the administration of Karachi and gave policy inputs without propaganda. She devoted her life to education.Her group is Anjum Zia...A Couplet Poetess on facebook.She now lives in Reading.
Zamana Jis Ke Liye Hai Sargardan
Woh Baat Harfe Ghazal Mein Sama Sake To Kahoon!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Goodbye Jen.
This was written by mc82 in Poet's Point Forum. I find it very touching, so I am reproducing it here. Also I wrote a reply.
My friend died in a car accident yesterday,she was 17.
Goodbye Jen
Alone in a crowd
my mind is a pawn
Cant comprehend how
How can you be gone?
Never imagining
Still I dont believe
Life is maddening
Why'd you have to leave.
No time for goodbye
My words are too late
Dont understand why
time doesn't wait
Goodbye Jen,I'll miss you
and all that we went through
I 'm sorry this is overdue
But thank you for bieng you!
My friend died in a car accident yesterday,she was 17.
Goodbye Jen
Alone in a crowd
my mind is a pawn
Cant comprehend how
How can you be gone?
Never imagining
Still I dont believe
Life is maddening
Why'd you have to leave.
No time for goodbye
My words are too late
Dont understand why
time doesn't wait
Goodbye Jen,I'll miss you
and all that we went through
I 'm sorry this is overdue
But thank you for bieng you!
Reply To Good bye Jen.
I could have done the things that needed to be done,
Now that you are gone my friend,
I regret not having kissed you goodbye,goodnight,
Not kissed you when you were excited
After the goal achieved by your favorite star.
Unaware tomorrow will not find you there
To touch,t o hold, to see.
Unaware you will be gone before our first dance,
before our first romance.
May God bless you in Heaven,
O friend so young,
My heart bleeds for you,
O how I feel the pain
May you rest in peace and walk in beautiful eternity forever!
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