Monday, 20 November 2023

Why Tagore Matters?: Online Talk at National Law University, Delhi by Nibir K. Ghosh

 

Tagore Class

 

National Law University, Delhi

16th November, 2023

Why Tagore Matters?





Nibir K. Ghosh

Warm Greetings to Prof. Prasanshu and dear students:

It is a pleasure to have the opportunity to share my love for Tagore as an artist, a humanist and as a source of inspiration with my young friends in the midst of abundant greenery all around.

At the beginning of the 56-minute documentary film, Rabindranath Tagore, made by Satyajit Ray to mark the first centenary of Tagore’s birth in 1961, Ray announces in a voice over:

“On August 7, 1941, in Calcutta, a man died. His mortal remains perished, but he left behind him a heritage which no fire could consume. It was a heritage of words and music and poetry, of ideas and of ideals and it has the power to move us today and in the days to come. We, who owe him so much, salute his memory… ”

Living in an apartment a km away from the Taj, I often happily recall, the following lines from Rabindranath Tagore’s testimony to the monument of love and beauty:

 

You allowed your kingly power to vanish, Shajahan,

but your wish was to make imperishable a tear-drop of love.

Time has no pity for the human heart,

he laughs at its sad struggle to remember.
You allured him with beauty, made
him captive, and crowned the formless
death with fadeless form…
Though empires crumble to dust, and centuries

are lost in shadows, the marble still sighs to the stars,

- "I remember" (Lover’s Gift 7).

 

If Tagore (1861-1941) could compose such an exquisitely beautiful lyric to animate the “perpetual silence of stone,” one could well imagine his infinite capacity to render into eternal songs the more pulsating and vibrant voice of human life in all its manifestations.

 

When Satyajit Ray, accompanied by his mother at the age of six, first met Tagore at Santiniketan and gave him a notebook for his autograph, Tagore wrote a short poem for him in Bengali. The lines translated into English read thus: “Many a time/ Have I travelled many a mile/ to nations far away/ I've gone to see the mountains,/ the oceans I've been to view./ But I failed to notice with my two eyes wide open/ What lay not two steps from my home:/ On a sheaf of paddy grain/  A shining drop of dew.”

If my young friends here grasp the true essence of this short poem, I am sure you won’t need to look for ‘How to Succeed’ books.

 

It is no small matter that Tagore may be the only one ever to have authored the national anthems of two different countries, India and Bangladesh.

In an era where Samuel Huntington’s thesis emphasizing the “clash of civilizations” seems to be true, it is a relief to go back to Tagore and his view of religion: “My religion is a poet’s religion, and neither that of an orthodox man of piety nor that of a theologian…. My religion is my life ~ it is growing with my growth ~it has never been grafted on me from outside.”

Like the Sufi saints, especially Kabir, Tagore shows his dislike for orthodox and fundamentalist views of worship marked by rituals and superstitions. He records in his Gitanjali:

Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads! Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?

Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!

He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the pathmaker is breaking stones.

He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust.

Put of thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!

Tagore’s views on nationalism are universal in nature. He was a great patriot but he asserted, “Patriotism cannot be our final spiritual shelter; my refuge is humanity. I will not buy glass for the price of diamonds, and I will never allow patriotism to triumph over humanity as long as I live.” In a pamphlet under the title Crisis in Civilization, he tells us how to maintain the distinction between opposing Western imperialism and rejecting Western civilization. Tagore wanted to assert India’s right to be independent without denying the importance of what India could learn – freely and profitably – from other cultures.

Though Tagore himself had dropped out of school early, largely out of boredom, and had never bothered to earn a diploma, Tagore was concerned not only that there be wider opportunities for education across the country (especially in rural areas where schools were few), but also that the schools themselves be more lively and enjoyable. He wrote extensively on how schools should be made more attractive to boys and girls and thus more productive. The emphasis on his own co-educational school at Santiniketan was on self-motivation rather than on discipline, and on fostering intellectual curiosity rather than competitive excellence.

It is worth mentioning to the students of Law here how Tagore insisted on open debate on every issue, and distrusted conclusions based on a mechanical formula, no matter how attractive that formula might seem in isolation. Only through the clear stream of reason, he told us, we can we transform the idea of freedom from “narrow domestic walls” to a space “where the Mind is without fear and the head is held high.”

 

When one finds himself/herself lost in the depth of despair, even a line like, “Jodi tor daak shune keo na aashe, tobe ekla cholo re” (When no one heeds your call for support, move on alone,” can inspire us beyond imagination.

Thank You!

Copyright Nibir K. Ghosh 16 November 2023.



 

 

Wednesday, 8 November 2023

Revisiting History, Ethnicity and Myth in Literature: Keynote Address & Guest of Honour Valedictory Note - Nibir K. Ghosh

 



Revisiting History, Ethnicity and Myth in Literature

International Conference

Amity University Rajasthan, Jaipur

19-20 October 2023

History in the Future Tense: Revisiting Girish Karnad’s Tughlaq

 Nibir K. Ghosh

(Keynote Address)

“God, what’s the country coming to?” This exclamatory statement could very well be taken to be the lament of any ordinary Indian citizen in the contemporary context. But, amazingly, it is a statement uttered by an old man at the very outset of Girish Karnad’s Tughlaq. The scene is the yard in front of the Chief Court of Justice in Delhi. The year 1327 A.D. Seven centuries later, disillusionment still seems to be a factor which unifies the reign of Muhammad-bin-Tughlaq with that of postcolonial India caught in the vortex of endless crisis.

Girish Karnad (1938-2019), playwright, film-maker, actor and recipient of Padma Bhushan and Jnanpith awards, published Tughlaq in Kannada in 1964. Karnad was inspired to choose a historical theme by Kirtinath Kurtakoti, Kannada writer and critic, who pointed out to Karnad that there were no plays based on historical themes in Kannada literature akin to Caesar and Cleopatra and Saint Joan by George Bernard Shaw in English. Anantha Murthy attributes the reason for Tughlaq’s appeal to the Indian audience to the fact that “it is a play of the sixties and reflects as no other play perhaps does the political mood of disillusionment which followed the Nehru era of idealism in the country” (vii-viii).

“History,” says E. H. Carr, “is a series of accepted judgments” but “facts and documents by themselves do not constitute history” (Carr 19). Tughlaq offers a veritable link between received history and its relevance in the contemporary frame of reference. Karnad’s protagonist in the play is a faithful portrait and profile of the ruler as projected in Tarikh-i-Firoz-Shahi by Zia-ud-din Barani, who figures in the play as both historian and interpreter. It is significant that Karnad’s play offers useful insights into the inter-textual connection between history, historiography and the creative mind of the artist to reveal how a historical narrative related to the society of the past can serve as a key to the understanding of the present.

Girish Karnad’s essential concern in the play revolves around Tughlaq who was not only the “most idealistic, the most intelligent king ever to come on the throne of Delhi, including the Mughals…(but) one of the greatest failure also” (in Paul 3).  The story of the meteoric rise of a monarch endowed with visionary idealism and the subsequent decline and downfall of this tremendously capable man within a span of twenty years provided Karnad with an excellent backdrop against which he could portray, project and foreground the discourse of visionary politics, the politics of demagoguery, the socio-cultural ethos governing fundamentalist ideologies and the crisis of a secular nationhood.

In his “Introduction” to Karnad’s play, U. R. Anantha Murthy rightly avers that the elusive and haunting quality of the play comes from “the ambiguities of Tughlaq’s character” related to “philosophical questions on the nature of man and the destiny of a whole kingdom which a dreamer like him controls” (Tughlaq vii-ix).

By analyzing the fateful events of Tughlaq’s times in the context of post-1960s India, Karnad presents a moving parable of political idealism gone awry whose relevance would continue in the country’s timeless existence. The manner in which Karnad has amalgamated the political significance of Tughlaq’s reign with his aesthetic and emotional response to an Emperor who felt that he alone had the correct answer shows Karnad’s ingenuity in presenting historical truth beyond the limits of an academic landscape.

Karnad makes judicious use of Barani’s account to recreate the paradoxical Tughlaq of history. Endowed with infinite powers of body and mind, Tughlaq stands out as the wisest and the most foolish Muslim ruler of India. Tughlaq’s extraordinary generosity to his subjects and his ruthlessness in getting rid of the evil doers by putting thousands to death on the slightest suspicion seems a difficult trapeze-balancing act.

In the opening scene of the play we find Muhammad Tughlaq expressing his delight and satisfaction over the manner in which justice works in his kingdom “without any consideration of might or weakness, religion or creed” (3). His dream is to perpetuate “greater justice, equality, progress and peace—not just peace but a more purposeful life” (3). Continuing in his vein of idealism he announces that to achieve this noble end he has decided to shift the capital of his empire from Delhi to Daulatabad. His rationale for such a decision is that “Daulatabad is city of the Hindus and as the capital it will symbolize the bond between Muslims and Hindus which he wishes to develop and strengthen in his kingdom” (4). Known the world over for his knowledge of philosophy and poetry, Karnad’s protagonist, like his historical prototype, experiences a thrill in imagining the creation of a new world which he intends to rule not with the power of the scepter in the style of a Muslim fundamentalist tyrant but by emulating the visionary idealism of the Greeks, Zarathustra, and the Buddha. Inspired by the Chinese use of paper currency, Tughlaq introduces copper currency in his kingdom, a scheme that ends in total failure because of his lack of far-sight in not anticipating its futility in terms of economic consequences.

Characters like Sheikh Imam-ud-din and Sheikh Shihab-ud-din and even Barani deeply appreciate how Tughlaq has done a lot of good work—built schools, hospitals, made good use of the money (31) but they tell him that he must use all that God has given—“power, learning, intelligence, talent” to “repay his debt” by spreading “Islam round the world” (20) instead of trying to become ‘another God’. As his dreams of ruling by the power of benevolence, justice and impartiality lie shattered, the philosopher king soon turns into a cruel tyrant. Unable to sustain his ideology of goodness for long, Tughlaq slides into the morass of despotism. He proudly celebrates his right to slaughter people, to be known by his beloved subjects as “Mad Muhammad” and as “Lord of Skins.” He does not hesitate in asserting that “Not words but the sword—that’s all I have to keep my faith in my mission” (66).

The naivety of Tughlaq becomes apparent in his failure to realize how even in his reign religion is inextricably linked to politics. At the beginning of the play we find the Announcer informing the crowd of people how Vishnu Prasad, a Brahmin of Shiknar, has won his suit against the Sultan himself and has received just compensation for the loss of his land which had been seized illegally by the officers of the State. In upholding the claim of Vishnu Prasad against his own authority, Tughlaq feels elated to see how he can dispense justice in his kingdom irrespective of considerations of might, religion or creed. Shortly after, we are informed that Vishnu Prasad is none else than Aziz, a low caste Muslim washerman who, masquerading as a poor Hindu Brahmin litigant, succeeds in exploiting Tughlaq’s concept of justice and impartiality. Interestingly, Aziz confesses to his friend Aazam that he chose to masquerade as a poor Hindu Brahmin simply because “a Muslim plaintiff against a Muslim king” (8) would not synchronize with the Sultan’s idea of impartial justice.

Through the various utterances of Aziz, Girish Karnad skillfully portrays the relevance of what, in contemporary parlance, we call politics and diplomacy. Aziz tells Aazam:

You have been in Delhi for so many years and you are as stupid as ever. Look at me. Only a few months in Delhi and I have discovered a whole new world. Politics.-- My dear fellow, that's where our future is --  politics. It's a beautiful world -- wealth, success, position, power -- and yet it is full of brainless people,  people with not an idea in their head. When I think of all the tricks I used in our village to pinch a few torn clothes from people -- if one uses half that intelligence here, one can get robes of power.. --  it's a fantastic World. (50)

 

In order to be successful in politics, Aziz offers the reader/audience a prudent recipe that is as relevant today as it was in the reign of Tughlaq:

A man must commit a crime at least once in his lifetime. Only then will his virtue be recognised. Listen. If you remain virtuous throughout your life no one will say a good thing about you because they won't need to.  But start stealing -- and they will say: 'What a nice boy he was but he is ruined now.' Then kill and they will beat their breasts and say: 'Heavens! He was only a petty thief all these days. Never hurt anyone. But Alas! Then rape a woman and the chorus will go into hallelujahs: He was a saint and look at him now.'

Aziz doesn’t stop at that. He logically spells out his long-term goals: “You rob a man, you run, and hide. It's so pointless. One should be able to rob a man and stay there to punish him for getting robbed. That's called ‘class’ – that’s being a real king” (58).

In Tughlaq’s rule it was possible for ordinary mortals like Aziz to exploit the politics of communalism to gain a stretch of land and to manage a post in the civil service “to ensure him a regular and adequate income” (3). In contemporary India the likes of Aziz may exploit similar situations to reach the apex in the pyramid of power. With a little astuteness it has become possible to use religion or caste in controlling the nerve centres of power. It is little surprising that even today elections in India can be won or lost on purely communal or caste lines. Money and muscle power are vital supplements for acquiring power. If one has a proven criminal record, he is bound to be respected and worshipped by his followers.

While advocating the secular cause, Tughlaq never seemed to have realized that his idealism would set him up against the Amirs, the Ulema, and the Sayyids who did not appreciate the ruler’s lack of fundamentalism in approaching the holy Koran. Tughlaq wanted to command by the power of trust and understanding but the vitiated atmosphere of a court dominated by the communalization of politics makes him ask Barani sadly: “Are all those I trust condemned to go down in history as traitors? Tell me…will my reign be nothing more than a tortured scream which will stab the night and melt away in the silence?” (43). The ruler who began with the “hopes of building a new future of India” has learnt to solve “all problems in the flash of a dagger” (42). Tughlaq’s act of shifting his capital from Delhi to Daulatabad and back again to Delhi suggests the tragic attributes of his nemesis.

Tughlaq’s attempt to propagate communal harmony between Hindus and Muslims may be an excellent recipe for the symptomatic malaise of both fourteenth century and contemporary India, but such notions of harmony were then, as are now, nothing but transcripts of utopian dreams. The seeds of disorder afflicting society on communal lines seem to have been sown centuries ago. Nurtured and nourished by mutual hatred and violence, these seeds of dissent ultimately led to the partition of the subcontinent, the after-effects of which can be witnessed at regular intervals, be it a scene of a riot or an India-Pakistan match in a stadium.

The play also tells us that the introduction of religion into politics to secure power over the masses by arousing their political consciousness appears to have become a dominating factor in the game of power politics. The contemporaneity of Karnad’s play emerges from his identification of the variables and the constants which have controlled the power equation ironically in the world’s largest democracy. Through a series of events Karnad shows how power, once rooted, is not easily shaken. Once a demagogue fails in transforming power into authority, the waning consent of the governed compels the demagogue to assume the role of a cruel and relentless despot. Tughlaq takes recourse to methods of coercion to legitimize the power that he wields.

Tughlaq emerges as a shrewd politician who has learnt the art of transforming every adverse situation to his advantage. He invites the charismatic religious leader Imam-ud-din to address a public meeting and gives him the freedom of denouncing the policies of Tughlaq in public. The act may appear to exemplify Tughlaq’s courage and integrity in allowing freedom of expression to prevail in his kingdom. This façade of impartiality and supreme objectivity comes to the fore when we learn in the play that his soldiers have been sent from door to door to prevent them from attending the said meeting.

Tughlaq’s tragic tale is symptomatic of the inherited complex problems of Indian society. Time and again it has been proved that mere idealism, unrelated to the understanding of the times, cannot by itself help in reaching visionary heights. The ever-increasing criminalization of politics characterized by the power of might over right is indicative of the failure of ideals that the freedom fighters had envisaged for the country. The play also goes on to show how hard measures imperative to the progress of the nation can never find acceptance with either the players of the power game or with the common populace. Rampant corruption has made the ideals of honesty anachronistic. In a society poised between secular and fundamentalist ideologies, the parameters of Tughlaq’s world bear close resemblance to the discourse of the Indian political and culture experience despite there being essential differences between the characteristic features of the fourteenth century and that of modern India.

In conclusion, it may be accepted that Karnad’s powerful play rightly reminds us of what George Santayana warned us about in 1905: “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”

Thank You!


Revisiting History, Ethnicity and Myth in Literature

Nibir K. Ghosh

Guest of Honour Valedictory Note

 History

In a Paris Review interview Chinua Achebe referred to an old African proverb that says, “Until the lions have their own historians, histories of the hunt will glorify the hunter.In the same interview, Achebe said that storytelling "is something we have to do, so that the story of the hunt will also reflect the agony, the travail—the bravery, even, of the lions."

“The study of history is a study of causes,” says E. H. Carr in his iconic book What is History and adds that the great historian or the great thinker “is the one who asks the question ‘Why?’ about new things or in new contexts.” I am sure most of us are familiar with concepts like ‘Erasure’, ‘Bleaching’ or ‘whitening’ of History that form the lexicon of contemporary discourse. It is necessary to revisit History and ask questions rather than take things, events and opinions for granted.

Ethnicity

For substantiating the contemporary significance of ethnicity, I would like to share two instances. One relates to the event in which a French policeman shot and killed Nahel Merzouk, a 17-year-old boy at a traffic checkpoint in Nantarre, a suburb of Paris resulting in widespread riots in France and other countries. According to the testimony of Nahel’s beloved mother, the police officer who shot him "saw an Arab face, a little kid, and wanted to take his life." The Nahel  incident brings to our mind a similar event in Minneapolis, Minnesota where George Floyd, a Black man, was murdered by Derek Chauvin, a 44-year-old white police officer, on 25 May 2020. In this context of ethnicity issues, the recent saga of Manipur burning is again no exception.

 Myth

Writers have always been fascinated by the remoteness, mystery and heroism of myths. Carl Gustav Jung has stated that the materials of myths lie in the collective unconscious of the race. Inspired by the myth embedded in Oedipus Rex by Sophocles, written 2500 years ago, Sigmund Freud revolutionised human thought by coining what is now universally known as the Oedipus complex.

Similarly, Prometheus the Greek god, who was chained to a rock for helping mankind with fire, has been the source of inspiration for numerous works of immortal fame. A case in point is Christopher Nolan’s film Oppenheimer that is based on the biography of J. Robert Oppenheimer, the American theoretical physicist credited with being the "father of the atomic bomb,” entitled American Prometheus: The Triumph and Tragedy of J. Robert Oppenheimer jointly authored by Kai Baird and Martin J. Sherwin in 2005.

 Literature

 “An unexamined life is not worth living” said Socrates at his trial, a task for which he was punished to die by drinking the hemlock. I believe that nothing helps us examine life as literature does. Therefore, as writers, academics, scholars and researchers it is incumbent upon each one of us to meaningfully apply ourselves to take forward the ideas and approaches provided by this successful international conference. To those who doubt the efficacy of literature in transforming lives at a critical time like the one we live in, I would like to share a statement by Salman Rushdie:

“A poem cannot stop a bullet. A novel can’t defuse a bomb. But we are not helpless. We can sing the truth and name the liars.”