My father had dedicated his whole life for the service of the poor people .he was not interested in getting married. His aged parents and the local community he served forced him for marriage .at last he got married at the age of forty. I was the only result of their married life .we lived in village near by Chennai city .we had few acres of farmland .our small family was comfortable living out of our farmland. My father helped villagers with kind and his knowledge mostly about cultivating corps. Some time he helped in solving dispute with warring parties. In our village there were always problems with cast and religion .he was down to earth person. Villagers gave him respect and valued his advises regardless of religion, cast or creed. He was a man of wisdom .he followed two ideology .one is Sree Narayarayan guru. One god. One religion for all mankind. He also believed in gandhiyan principles. Non violence and peace for all.
My parents were very affectionate towards me. At night my parents slept either side of me. My father told me bedtime stories form his memory. Ramayanam, Mahabharatham, Bhagghavath geetha, lord harish chandra, Lord Buddha. All the stories ended with Moral.After at end he would ask me what is the moral of the story so I had to listen carefully and answer him, if I did not get it right. He will tell me the moral of story .at times I fall asleep .he will not disturb me .he will repeat me the same story next day. Later stage he told me about our freedom fighters .Rani laxmi bai , Bhagkth singh , Subbash chandra bose and Mahatma Gandhi. Later it helped me to score more marks in history at school. My father was also very much interested in science and technology. He used some of his knowledge to cultivate corps .it helped villages to save water and their corps.
Our villagers insist that my farther contest for the post of MLA. He was not interested in entering into politics. He only wants to help his villages with whatever way he can do within his limitations. Our villagers want proper electricity and better road conditions. They also want some of their problems to be solved through their representative. They found my father is the only man qualified for that .he is a graduate. At last my father agreed to contest .he was elected unopposed for the post of MLA. In those days there were no corruption (bribe system). Still some of the landlords tried to influence my father with money. He had turned down such offers. To solve some of the problem he held meeting with warring parities and settled the dispute amicably. I think that was the secrete of his successful negotiations. That earned him good will of both parties. His judgements and anatical skill never went wrong. Nothing can ever influence him. He will always look what is good for the villagers (public) not for individuals.
When I was a small boy I mixed with local boy's .I had my share of fun with them. Like swimming in the pond or enjoyed paying foot ball on a rainy day.some time we children goes to some one's farm to pluck mango or pomegranate even though these fruits are available in our own garden. Just because my father was the head of the village committee I was let off. Other boys got sever thrashing from both sides. Later my father came to know about my misadventure and I was severely warned by him. He asked me to concentrate on studies and cut down on bad boys .he told me he is keeping all hopes on me .he want me to became a good citizen and serve like him for our villagers for that he asked me to study above graduation when I grow up. Our house was like an open government office.
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Villagers came to our house almost round the clock with their problem .my father was always willing to help them. They always brought me parry's chocolates or some them fruit from their garden. They all pampered me a lot.
One of my cousin sisters came and stayed in our house .she studied near by school. . After she completed her fifth standard in her remote village there were no school for her to study further. My father spends money for her studies and food. . She was five years elder to me She helped me to do my home works. We were not great friends. After all she is a girl. I like the company of my friends. There is lot of fun and adventure with my age of boys.
One day I took her science textbook when I was studying in my seventh standard. She was doing her pre degree course in botany as main subject at the time. When I studied my general science botany subject is only a part of subject .in her textbook there is too much in details when comparing to my textbook. She helped me in botany subject; it helped me to score more marks in that .my science teacher was found of me. She allowed me to take class. One day I took my sister's textbook and went to school .I had drawn the figure of a leaf and want on to explain in minute details; more than what our text book had permitted. My teacher and classmate were very much impressed with my explanations. My sister complained it to my father that she missed her textbook and she went to her friends' house to study. At home my father was waiting for me. He asked me whether I had taken my cousin' textbook. I said "No. I had not taken ". He checked my school bag and found her textbook inside the bag. I told a simple lie. But he got very angry. I had never seen him get angry with me like that before. He always warned me .He took out his thick leather belt and started beating me severely my mother tried to stop him she also got some beatings. As my father went on beating me he asked me."Why did you tell lies to me "? I said a simple lie .no harm was done .I don't know why he went on beating me. Like any other boy at the age of thirteen I did not run away from the scene. Physical pain I can always bear it but I can be emotionally hurt .he finished beating me. He went to kitchen telling me " you might forget the beating…" I looked down on my shorts. I was fair I those days. Below the shorts there were thick red stripes all over my legs. It gave me burning sensation and the pain was unbearable. I did not cry .he came back with a big hot stainless steel spoon and paced it on my forearm. "You will remember this for ever." after that I found there was a swearing ceremony. I had to hold my parent's feet and promise that never in my life time I will tell lies…. I did just what I was asked to do and how I was asked to do … the burnt skin mark was there for very long years. Now it is no more visible.but it left a deep wound in my young heart .my mother cried for me …I went and sat under the big mango tree and started thinking. …"What if I run away from home.".? Some time I ask my mother for money to eat at hotel. Some special sweet which we do not make it at home .she gave one or two rupees in those days it was more than sufficient to eat enough sweets. When I sit and eat at the hotel I had noticed small children working for hotel. About eight or ten years old working for twelve or sixteen hours just for food. They are supposed to be studying…. I was not sure whether they do all the hotel work like cleaning table, moping and washing of dishes because of poverty or they just ran away form home? Such children have no option left .I think either it is because of their fate (poverty) or because they chose their fate. (They decided to run away from their home). I imagined me in that poor boy…. My conscience told me that I will became one among them if I run away from home. Just for food working fourteen to sixteen hours per day. At home I have food .my father is spending money for my studies .all I had to do is to obey my father and study well to come up in the life…. I had decided not to run away from my home…
Even when I was studying seventh standard I used to sleep between my parents. That day I tried to sleep separately. My father asked me to sleep next to him. Then he started preaching me…. He told me that lord Harish Chandra never told lies in his lifetime. He will even give his head for telling truth! Father continuded "even if you tell hundred lies; you can not make wrong into right. You will end up telling more lies.when you tell truth. Your conscience is clear. Tell the truth and face the World! …. (Face the music?). He did not repent but he asked me whether it hurts or not (may be to make sure.) .I told him " No; but I will remember it for the rest of my life ". He taught me one simple lesson in his own way .He might have been a content man. (2)
In the dark I could not see his face. (Later in my life I found it difficult at times impossible to prove others that I am telling truth. When you can not prove that you are telling truth; people don't trust you any more. Now when some one tells you lie by swearing it you will think he/she is telling truth! . You do not suspect him / her. Only to find some other day he had lied to you. If the person happen to be known to you it hurts your feelings but not his feelings.times have changed. But I still do not tell lies.) I did not go to school for two days. Children at school will make fun of me.with the stripes marks on my legs.
After my father became MLA there were visible development in our village .we had new street lights and better road conditions .my father had not change with his new post .he was still helping his villagers .a small government hospital was opened in our villages. Previously villages had to go all the way to Chennai City for treatment.
After completing my seventh standard my father got me admission in a prestigious school at Chennai. It was a one long bus journey from our village in those days. . I enjoyed going to a new school. Comparing to our village school standard of education was very high. I had new friend at school. Some of the kids were from rich family. Even though I was good at sports and studies. I was influenced by those kids. Some of them took to L S D, ganja and other boys we having affair with boys! Homosexuality and some went to prostitutes! Hardly fourteen or fifteen years old boys. They want to prove that they are young studs! . Most of them started smoking in the after noon lunch time. At times they went to bathroom in class hours to have few puffs. I was not into any of these things. In those days it was fashionable for young boys to imitate our notional hero or villain form Hindi movies. I tried my best to avoid them but due to peer pressure I had tried few puffs. Only few puffs and I was longing for smock. Carving for smocking was tooo much. I was worried that I will became addicted to smoking .I was scared. Most of the days somebody will bring foreign brand cigarettes. Rothmans, Dunhill or Marlboro Packets. They all shared it. I saved one cigarette for the next day. (Sunday). After the lunch I went to toilet after lighting the cigarette in the kitchen. Toilet was away forming our house about twenty feet. That is how it was constructed in olden days .my cousin sister got the scent of the cigarette when I came back she told me I was smelling cigarette .she asked me to blow the air. Which I did."You are only studying eighth standard, now itself you started smoking…I will tell your father…" I begged her not to tell my father .I had promised her that I will never smoke. When my father came back she told my father that I had smoked cigerettee.he had meted out the same treatment .he treated me passionately. Treatment ended with swearing ceremony. Only I had to change few words .it went some thing like this…." that I will never smoke In my life time."I had realized my mistake .I should not have smoked at a young age. I promised them. Later at night when I was sleeping next to my father. He told me some thing that would have made an impact on any budding smoker. My father's eldest brother was a farmer. They had their own land .he used to smoke Beedies. (Poor man's cigarettes) later stage he had troth cancer .his wife used to feed him liquid diet with funnel! Other wise food will come out through the hole in the troth. After seeing this, grand dad had asked my father to promise not to smoke in his lifetime. My father had promised him and he kept his promise till his death. My father had no other bad habit .No drinks; no smoking; no womanizing; no pan; no beetle nut or gambling habits. Other things I like about my father was he never took bribe; he always fought for justice; he only told truth. May be not all the truth.
In later years he became MP of ruling party. He was an able do-good thing for his village. Even in Delhi his ruling party valued his ideology. Regardless of north or south. They all respected him because of his age and the service he had rendered to the party and publics at large .his true gandhiyan sprit brought ' separatist' (dissidents) elements under his control. Because of his effort ruling party became on of the formidable force in the political India.
After completing my senior secondary high school education. My father asked me what I want to become in the future. I told him…
I…."Dad you are my role model. I too want to serve the public. I will study political science."
Dad…" In the olden days people entered into politics to dedicate their life for serving country men.now it is power politics.it is not good for you my dear son. "He had advised me .he continued 'the day I had to compromise on my ideology and principles. (3)
I will quit my post. Being an M P. I can do good things for our people; that is the only reason I am here…our young Prime Minister is doing good things for the country. He even consulted me on certain issue .he respect my opinions. We discussed about Kashmir issue, terrorism; Sri Lankan ethnic strife…" I had interrupted my father.
I." Dad if it is power politics then I want to study Political science."
Dad…." Ajay .it has nothing to do with political science. It is money and power that runs the system."
I…" I thought political science will teach me how to run the country…" I was bit confused .I thought it will help me to learn how the political system works. Here theory and practical are two different things.
I…" Dad .I want you to do more good things for the public with our portfolio. I want to protect you from terrorist. I will became commando and server for you."
Dad…." You better study C.A or something like that and settle down in your life. To me serving for the public is a way of life. You grand father too helped people in the villages. "
I…." Ok Dad. I will study Political science for my graduation certificate. I will try to join commando force. I feel it is my duty to protect you …days by day new terrorist groups are forming. Your security is my primary concern.'
Dad…." Don't worry about me. I have security cover."
At last my father agreed for me to join Political science for my graduation. A suicide bomber from Sri lankan separatist in chennai.suburb killed our young prim minister. The vedio clipping was repeatedly shown over the national net work. I was worried about my father's safety. Young prime minister's wife was asked to became prime minister of India but she was not interested to become prime minister .she was more concerned about the safety of her grown up children. Since she turned down the Prime Minister's post .who will became Prime Minister of India this question was in every body 's mind. "There were lot of horse trading and pressure to succeed our late Prime Minister. Finding a future Prime Minister became a problem after Madam had turned down the post. Our late Prime Minister's wife (she is known as Madam in political circle) became executive chairman of national ruling party. She wields enormous amount of power in the party. She is known as remote control of the party. Every final decision was taken with her approval. Madam found there is only such person suitable for the post .He is my father. Mr. Mahadevan. Madam issued whip to all ministers to elect my father for the post of P.M. all of them fell on the line and my father was elected unopposed .my father is a true gandhiyan. Acceptable for all party works, even opposition parties could not find single fault with him .I had watched him taking oath of secrecy with my aged mother.
After completing my graduation in political science .I had enrolled myself at officer training academy to become future commode at Chennai. Training was very tough. My mother moved to official Prime Minister's residency at New Delhi. After my father became P.M he became very busy man. I had to relay on Internet chat late at night .it was mostly about present political scenario and the threat of terrorist. Dad told me about opportunistic politic. Like having strange bedfellows and living with enemy (regional parties. (Allies) for the survival of party.
After completing my officer-training course I was eagerly waiting to provide my service as commando to my father. At last I got a chance to provide security for Madam but not for my father. I had asked my Dad to transfer me to his commando force. He sends me E- mail saying that he will not abuse his power to get me transferred. . He also told me that I am doing a great job for Madam. With out Madam my father would still be one among the M.P. .In the initial stage I was just one among her "Z security " commode.
Sunday was my off day .my Dad asked me to have lunch with him .we had family lunch after a long time .at home elaborated lunch arrangement were going on in the kitchen .my mother was helping cook to prepare ethnic food. I thought Dad might have invited special guests for lunch.myself and father were discussing about common problem faced by our country. Because of our ideological differences later turn out to be heated debate. In fact I was expressing some of my views on our past and present day situations with my limited knowledge. There was a surprise visitor to our home. Madam! Dad had invited her for a casual lunch. (4)
As we were talking, Madam came to our visiting room. I was taken by surprise. I got up and wished Madam. My Dad introduced me to Madam .she knew me as her commando. But not as P M.'s son.
Madam…." I know him .he is an officer and a gentleman. You two were busy discussing something?"
I…" No. Ma'am. Nothing serious. Some political issues. Past and present."
Madam…" Interesting …I know your Dad .a true gandhiyan. You being too young you must be having some radical views on our country…" Madam smiled at me and added." may be like every young person you too wanted to change the fate of our mother land."
Dad…" well Madam. We had just started. Why don't you join in our conversations…"
Madam…" well I would like to listen his views…. I would rather sit and listen instead of disturbing his thoughts. Well go on."
I thought this is my chance to present my way of handling situating in India. Madam is interested in listening my views .Dad was talking to me Kashmir problems he continued where he had left off.
Dad…."We can not give autonomous status for Kashmir. Majority people are in favor of annexing it to POK. Excessive force will bring U.N intervention. We need to avoid it at any cost. Once U.N is involved; election will be held. There is fear even in opposition parities that at a later stage Kashmir's will annex their state to POK. If Majority people's mandate is that then we Indian can not do nothing. Even though Pakistan had been trying to internationalize the issue. We had been pussy footing it for so long. It is a vexed issue. All our previous Prime ministers failed to resolve the problem amicably…."
I…" yes .Dad. I agree.they had all committed blunders. After we became independent. We should have sent the army to recapture the Kashmir (POK). There our first Prime Minister failed to do his duty. Of course I know he had other problem (after the partition of India) subsequent communal riot took away his attention from Kashmir issue. In those days situation were entirely different. What about those Prime Minister who did nothing for the country." after the first war with war with Pakistan we should have laid down conditions for Pakistan to keep away from Kashmir problem. . We had lost two golden opportunities to claim POK. . Our history tells us that when Pakistan initiated war on 1971 for East Pakistan .our army surrounded their capital. Ravelpendi. At least at that time we were in a strong position to bargain for POK. We talk about gandhiyan philosophy. Our country is going pieces."
Dad…" we in India follows democratic system .not a dictator ship. You understand that first."
I…" when American want to war in Vietnam. Did they follow democratic values?"
Dad…" they have Presidential systems working for them. It is like one-man show. Not only their president rule their country but also other part of the world with his iron fist. That is not possible with our democratic setup. ."
I…." Dad then makes way for presidential system. Where one man can break or make the country."
Dad…" it is easier said than done. It is not possible to bring presidential rule in India.here politician will not allow it."
I find it difficult to argue with my Dad .I need to study more about Indian political system .I then changed topic.
I…." Why was that POTA system removed? Only to give free hand to terrorists and anti nationals to strike back again."
Dad…."These pota rules are misused in some states to settle the scores on opposition parties. They were dead against it .it was with drawn by our previous government. I am planning to replace it with anti terrorist and disruptive act. To prevent terrorist striking across our country. "
I…" we are very lenient when punishment is meted out to terrorists. Why terrorist can not be awarded with death sentences when it is proved beyond doubt in court. All terrorist attacks are aimed at creating communal disturbance in sensitive areas across India .All the terrorist attacks are meticulously planned and executed. In my opinion death sentence will act like a deterrent against terrorism. "
Dad…" there is human right organization not just in India but all over the world. We are answerable to them…."
I…." We Indians get it all wrong .in India human organization supports terrorist .it always biased. Human life is more precious than a terrorist life. Dad, When it comes to the safety and security of our people and motherland. Every thing comes secondary. Terrorists are by product of a sick society. They kill innocent people. (5)
Instigating communal violence in sensitive area, at times it is felt across India. Do you think for their act that they (terrorists) deserve sympathy? Do we need such people to reform and bring back to main stream? ? There is no place for terrorist in a civilized society. They don't deserve a second life." (5)
Dad…." No. Ajay. Err is human. We should give a chance to reform them. We do not know what drove him to the extremes…."
I…." Dad. We have more than forty percent living below poverty line. Even after fifty-eight years of independence not all these people chose violence a way of life for their survival. It is because we do not have a strong policy and political will to boot out terrorists from our county. Terrorists are always striking at soft target. All the democratic country except India takes stringent action against terrorists. Dad .do you think a foreign country will support terrorist regardless of religion or cast."
Even in twenty first century only in India we have nexalites and terrorist of different religion…is this happing any where else in the world. Can they try it under a dictator, king or even in a communist country?"
My father had no immediate answer for me. He smiles and approves me to continued .he want to know what is on my mind. May be I representing young generation did not wait for his answer…. I want to only ask him questions.so I changed topic again.
I…" our foreign policy is no more non-alignment policy. We had tilted towards U.S. that is not good for multi ethnic and multi culture country like India. Rapid progress in electronic and industrial sector is O.k.but not in our culture. I would say moderation .not blindly aping western culture. We need roots to grow. We need our past to build strong future.this western culture brings more problems than it can solve. Like drinks; drugs, sex (promiscuity) and violence in younger generation. You know Dad it is estimated at any given time there is more than half a million people behind the bars in U.S alone. ? . Ask them they will have ready-made answer for that. Drinks, drugs or some thing induces violence. May be under impulse .I guess. Do we need that kind of society? . Why should we pay hard-earned taxpayers money to feed people behind the bars? We better use it for better purpose. ."
My dad seems making observation about me .I had never got a chance to talk to him after he became P.M. I want him to see what best he can do any of my questions .I had not given any suggestion yet. Keeping his silent made me ask more questions. Which I want him to find answer.
I…"Dad…" why is that Narmada agitation can not be solved "?
Dad." Well you have asked a good question. I would like to hear your suggestions for that problem."
I had asked my Dad a good question now he expect me to answer for that .I had to think doubly fast because Madam .was sitting quietly and listing to our conversation with out making comment or judgements. May be she must be judging my views.
I…" ever since they built the dam without a proper rehabitaion planing for the effected people. Government committed a grave mistake .By raising further height it is said more than one hundred villages will be effected. Development is important but it is also equally important that the effected people are properly rehabilitated. My suggestion is that. Identify the area where people will be effected by further raising the dam height. Get their details like ration card; votes I.D. their property worth, and their agriculture land details. Once every thing is documented no more further claim should be entertained .A suitable model village down the dam must be built to accommodate those people. With all basic infrastructures like electricity. Road etc. equal amount of land should be given for those who had cultivating farm land. For property government should pay amount .in a remote village it doesn't cost much for property. Certain amount of the money from the central assistance and rest of the amount from state government. I think this is simple solution for that mighty problem. ". Madam smiled and approved me with her simple nod.
Dad…." For that a special committee needs to be foamed to take assessment of cost involved and relocating of villagers. I will think about it and study your proposal. ".
Like a common man I always wanted to ask creation questions. But we never get a right person to answer the some of out national issues. I think my father is the most suited person to answer me all my doubts with his new post. in the dark. (6)
I…" Dad. This reservation system for admission in professional collages needs to be changed. People had been telling to replace Religion and cast with economic criteria. I wonder why no body had taken action about it."
Dad…." This is the one I will be working to implement it." Dad looked at Madam for approval.
in the dark. Madam…"Yes. Mr.. P.M. it is a long pending issue.we need to sort out this issue."
My mother came and invited us for lunch. It was just four of us at the table. Madam asked me few questions.
Madam…" tell me Ajay some thing about you…'"
I…" After I finished my graduation in political science .I had competed my officer training course. Then I joined as a commando to protect VVIP.
Madam…" you chose two entirely different subjects. Why is that "?
Dad…" He became commando only to protect me from terrorist attack! I told him Madam deserves the best protection because with out Madam there is not National party in India. You are the one who keeps warring factions and dissidents under one umbrella."
Madam…." So. Ajay you are interested in politics."
I…" Not relay Madam. Like any other concerned Indian citizen I have my own opinion on each and every issue. That's all."
Madam…" Mr.P.M. I think your son deserve a better posting. …" Madam did not complete her sentences. We all looked at her.she continuded. " I want your son. Ajay to be my personnel body guard."
Dad…" that is fine. Infect you can count on him. That is the way I had brought him up."
I felt great. I will get a chance to interact with Madam in near future. She is the only one person to issue whip in the national party. May be that will come handy some other day. We had our lunch with Madam .she thanked my mother for making ethnic food especially for her. Which she relished eating.
In three days time I was appointed as Madam's personnel bodyguard. Other then party office she hardy moved around. Unless to visit people effected by natural calamity or to campaign in other state for her party in election time. I think she was a bit media shy person. The only open secret about her is that she is the remote control of National party.
My father first term, as prime Minster was a moderate success. If I were the prime minister .I would have made a sea of changes. When our country made rapid progress in technology and industrial developments .why the benefit is not reached to a common man? . Only millionaires became billionaires. Common man is still struggling to meet both ends. I think I should have studied economic to understand why not the country's progress and growth tricked down to common man?
Second term for my father was around the corner. National party was working hard to retain their hold over the country. My father, Madam and their party workers were working over time to boost their achievement over the past years. It was hetric party campaign schedule. I had to move around with Madam in and around north India .my father concentrated his election Campaign in south India. I felt safety for my father. It his hometown likes. Threat of terrorist attack was very high comparing to the last time. Security was beefed up. Most of the day we received death threats. Madam and my father came under Z category .it is not easy to penetrate through the high security net. But suicide squad of terrorist gang is the most dreaded by all security personnel.
We covered most of the north Indian sates with out much security problems. Five more day to wind up election campaign. Madam was campaigning near the suburban area of north Delhi. After addressing public madam was receiving garlands from the party works and from the public. Madam tried to get down from the dais. I had told Madam by receiving people on the dais would slow down stampede and security personnel will not be put to hard ship. My idea was better surveillance. With too many people milling around her it is impossible to react immediately. Madam after a thought agreed to receive peoples on the stage. Queue was formed. People stood in the Queue to get closer to her. I was standing right behind her and watching reaction of people. Most of them were over excited. In front of madam two black commodes and behind me two more of them. Public had at climb five steps to come onto the dais to meet her. (7)
Most of them carrying garlands some with written document .may be those letter contain their problems. Camera, press photographers and an array of TV crews filled front row. Meeting went on and on. Party workers kept us busy .it was getting late. At about 7.pm. we were about to move out. I had noticed a woman with some flower and a letter in her hand .she was waiting in the Que. she was wearing burka dress. But her face was not covered with her veil. She must be around twenty-six or so.
She stood at the bottom of the dais in the Que. along with others. Weather was fine. But she looks bit nerve. In this cool weather she was sweating .she wiped her face with handkerchief. I kept watching her .she avoided my eye contact. My intuition tells me there is something wrong with her. She was eleventh person from Madam. I want to check her again. But I was not allowed to check a woman. Even after wiping her face with hand kerchief sweating was sweeping behind her ear lob to her neck. I yelled at lady security officer." move that burka clad woman out of the Que." security woman move closer to her to Wisk her way.she (suicide bomber) reached her hand for abdomen… from behind I pulled hard Madam over me…. Security woman took the full blast…. Security woman was blowup into pieces. We both hit the dais …dais collapsed due to the impact of the bomb. I held Madam tightly by her waist. ."Madam, don't get up…"I pulled our my service revolver.we heard two more suicide bomber went up in smoke in different part of the crowed. Burnt smell of flesh and RDX.lingered in the air. We were not hurt because of security women and the dais. After waiting for few more minutes I had accompnied madam to her car and we reached her residence. Madam switched on TV for full details. I had already concluded there was a security laps at the meeting place. Three-suicide bomber in one places unbelievable. Those too in the heart of Delhi.my worst fears were conformed by news reports. Kashmieri militants suspected…. Trained suicide bombers from across the boards … forty-nine people died…. More than one hundred and forty nine people injured …some in critical stage…. Battling for life …violence spread across the city…
Phone call started coming in .one of the call was from my Dad. He conformed with Madam and made sure that she was injured in the blast. Madam handed over phone to me. ."Dad I am fine.the entire blast took care by the security woman and the dais. . Luckily we were not hurt." he said he is coming back to visit madam. Line went dead .in the middle of his election campaign he came back to madam's house in two and half-hours time to visit her. Madam thanked me profusely for saving her life. Madam explained it to my Dad in very minute details. The small clips were repeatedly shown over the national net work. I found it bit embarrassing to watch it with my Dad. It was not edited properly .it was shown in a poor taste. Every thing in slow motion .it only showed me pulling Madam onto me and as we hit the floor a bomb blast can be heard in slow motion one can see part of human body flying across the screen. This particular scene was shown repeatedly over and over again. Madam asked my Dad to continue his election campaign in down south .Dad left next day early morning to Chennai. Hardly any Kashmieri or Pakistani based terrorist operating in Chennai as per intelligence report.
After the election National party won by a large margin this time. My father was elected for his second term as Prime Minister or India. Hunt for the perpetrate continuded. . There were few terrorists and separatist calming for the cowardly act. (Bomb blast). The hunt is on. Intelligence department people were on their toes …I want to review POTA. I spoke to my Dad. He said he will table it in the parliament but the opposition parties turned it down. (Opposition party consists on thugs and some anti national peoples. they are worried a lot. this POTA can be used against them.) For another two years thing were running smooth. Kashmir and cross boarder terrorism remained same. .
After two years into my father's second term as prime minister of India. He had to attend a series of functions at Tamil nadu. His every move was closely monitored by Pakistan based terrorist group in Chennai. I was with Madam at New Delhi as her personnel bodyguard. After attending all the functions in different part of Tamil nadu with out any security problems he returned back to Chennai. After meeting with governor at his official residence at Raj bhavan he was about to leave for New Delhi…a suicide bomber was on his last mission. . A Pakistan trained suicide bomber.he was getting " repaired" his car on a by lane (joining to the main road). Police men went and inquired about his car problem .he was asked to move out of the place; .he replied .it is getting ready. He will move out in few minutes. . Police went back for a beat .He was getting instructions over his codless earphone.
(8)
By lane to road to main was blocked .all the vechecles on the main road stopped playing …
Pilot jeep cleared the main road… Over his earphone he received only one sentence…"he is on his way" .P.M's car came out of the Raj bhavan. car had to clear seven kilometer for the airport. Suicide bomber paid money to the "mechanic ". He got inside his car and slowly brought his car close to the main road. Police asked him to switch off the ignition …second pilot jeep and city police higher official went past that area.. Suicide bomber chose a vantagepoint. He could see fair amount of main road on his right side. Again one pilot vechile were followed by commando and there identical Benz cars with windows down were approaching about eighty K.M/ hour speed. Suicide bomber shifted gear by depressing clutch. Switched on ignition. . Police tried to stop him with bare hand; slamming on the accelerator he surged forward by carried police on the car bonnet and rammed right on dot! . It was one in a million chance that he hit his target from side with dead accuracy. My father was sitting in the middle Benz car. It was a bombproof car. With more than seventy kilo of improvised explosives; Benz car turned out of shape and flung about a hundred meter away. Suicide bomber's car reduced to scrap with engine missing ...a huge Carter was formed on the main road…
When explosion took place I was with Madam at her party office. Madam took out her cell." O. My God! ". She then switches on TV. Across the TV screen bold letter were moving "…. Sad demise .our P.M. is No more…a bomb laden car was rammed on P.M.'s convoy…killing him on the spot…" I held my face with both hand. Tears were running down on my cheeks. I felt hand on my shoulder. I knew it belongs to Madam."I am sorry. Ajay." Madam made immediate arrangements to bring back his body. I am a commando. I should not be crying …now the whole nation will watch my every movement. . We left for Chennai with other ministers and few senior parity workers. His mortal remains were brought to teen murthy bhavan.
My father always kept me and my mother out of media glare. May be he want to protect us from terrorists.except once I remember he telling he had a son. He did not disclose more about me. Now the whole world comes to know about his only son. AJAY.
One-week national Mourning was declared. President took temporary in charge of nation. All most all the terrorist groups including neighboring country claimed credit for taking my father's life out. . Cutting across the party line people came and paid their last respect. …On the third day with full national honor .his body was consigned to flames I lit prayer…..….
After one week I was asked to attend executive party meeting. Again this time also every body insisted that Madam take the post of Prime minister. Madam turned out to be an impossible person. She made it clear that she doesn't want to become Prime Minister. She gave small explanation. She said she is happy being the chairman of national party. She went on claiming that she is in party just because she doesn't want the party to break up with internal wrangling. It is part of Indian history .her late husband and his entire family sacrificed their life for India…. Then who should became Prime Minister of India? . This question was on every body's mind but no body dares to ask madam…I was thinking how to track down killers of my father…at last the senior most person. (Party vice president) asked madam she pointed her finger at me. But the presence of my mind was not with me. I could not react. In my subconscious mind I was hunting those killers …if it is proved the killers are from Pakistan. It will not be an easy task to bring them to justice…. Every body looked at me with disbelief. Madam continuded…."We all know his father as our Prime Minister for the past six years .he had brought up his son with gandhiyan principles. He will fight for justice. He is a young man of twenty eight years .he is an intelligent person. Three years ago I had personally witnessed his political debate with his late father .he spoke about some of the national problems and was able to give some valuable tips to his father how to tackle those problems. Believe me .he is a man with mission. He is a young promising politician. Take my word .he had done his graduation in political science. Under gone officer training course and you all know he worked for commando force for the past three years we need a young man like him to take on terrorism. When suicide bomber blew up my late husband and P.M of India, I was scared to death. Not any more …we need to put down terrorism in any form…. I do not see any other suitable person capable of doing that. …We just can not over come terrorism with political will alone. We need some one like Ajay to take terrorism by the horn…" some of the old ministers were murmuring. One look from Madam kept them calm. (9)
Madam asked me about my opinion.
I…" Madam .we all want you to became our Prime Minister of India ".
Madam…" I had already explained once. …I think that is more than enough. ."
I…" Madam I want you to put through voting system to elect our P.M. " I only want to know whether all are with me or not.
Madam…." I have no objection for that." she issued whip asking every body to be present on day after tomorrow to elect new P.M.
On the voting day no body contested against me. My calculations went wrong. I was hopping some disgruntled old minister will stand against me. They all slogged their whole life for the party. But as per my wish voting was conducted. I will come to know how many of them are with me. Out of total number of minister's in ruling party. Only twenty-one was against me. I had no way of finding enemies within our party! I only can guess certain people that includes old ministers and some north Indian ministers .I was elected to became the youngest prim Minster of India at the young age of twenty eight…. I am for game!
Late at home I started working on my strategies. A new dual role for me! After two days I had taken oath of secrecy for the prim minister post. I went through the rutials. Formalities like meeting ministers with portfolio and embassy diplomats from different part of the country. I went mechanically through all those routine functions of Prime minister. My mind was after the killers. Intelligence reports say Pakistani based terrorist organization carried out the cowardly act on my father. My father had compromised some of his principles for the sake of peace with their country. Still he had to sacrifice his life for nothing? . It will take me sometime to eliminate those killers in their own country. U.S, Europe and our own country but not the Pakistan government ban LET Organization.
On the televised address to the nation I had assured people of India. That I will safe guard their safety and sovereignty of India. A strong warning issued for those who instigate communal riots regardless of region in India. I used the opportunity to send clear massages to Pakistan and Bangladesh prime minister that we will not tolerate cross boarder terrorism .An ultimatum was issued for the neighboring country's dozens of terrorist organization. When I spoke I did not mince words. I used simple language and words so that nobody can misinterpret my words. I made it crystal clear. I know about yellow journalism in India. Party and religion based newspaper and TV channels.
At the P.M.office I found some of the files are pending. After carefully checking, I found those files needed to be tabled in parliament for approval from all parties.
In the night I thought about my strategies to fight our terrorism… Over the years India became soft target for all sort of terrorist organizations. I need to revive or modify POTA and present it in a new form. Death sentence will deter terrorist to some extend. . All terrorist activities are planned and executed in cold blood only a capital punishment will deter terrorist from carrying out such activities.
For that I need to remove such people from power .one such person is our own president. I need a president who is capable of defending India's sovereignty. For that I need to look for a retired major general. No ordinary politician is sufficient for the post of president. . Our chief of army staff Mr.Sikhnder sing is a reliable person for my work. . Defense minister Mr.. Pran mukarji is my father's friend. . Once we had a Defense minister who was a union leader .he had foul mouthed on certain issues .my father and our national party was put into embarrassing situation on few occasions .my father had to save the grace of party… He said defense ministers statements were misinterpreted … he (D.M) even had taken bribe on defense dealing with a foreign country. That gives opposition parties filed days.
For the internal affairs (law and order) I will need person capable of fighting terrorist organization .a person who had under taken such operations to liquidate terrorist organizations. We have one such person .K. P. Singh .he had ruthlessly put down separatist movement in Indian history…I need his service to put down terrorists and nexalites.
I will also need the service of my ex boss. Our head of commando force. He had been to hell and back .I need his help to assist me to execute my father's killer across the boarder. May be few commandos who are willing to die for their motherland. May be they had to end up as a suicide bomber. . …For all my plans I need like minded people. (10)
They need not be " yes "man .l call it like minded people. They may have to coordinate with other concerned people and me. That is most important. To organize all my plan will take time but I have a clear vision how to execute each and every plan meticulously. I am going to play dual role .one for the madam and the public at large. A man who follows non-violent. Gandhiyan principles. Where gandhiyan philosophy takes beating. I will use Hitler dictator ship .eye for an eye will solve the problem! I think our Mahatma Gandhi got it wrong. When a person lose his one eye he will try to save the other eye. Unless he want to lose both eyes. If that is the case I am prepared for it … Having brought up my father with gandhiyan philosophies I will always give peace a last chance. If it doesn't work then I will engage right person to execute my plan. I will make sure that no tentacle reaches me. I will cut down even before it can reach me. In my plans there are no whistle blowers. Whistle blower will be found dead like stray dogs…some where on the street. . Once I start elimination round I will make sure that I had eliminated each and every person involved in it. I need to hand pick people for my diabolic plans…
At my office I hardly get time to think about my strategies .I had consulted Madam on certain issues.
In a foreign country where there is one or two religion but in India we have more than a dozen religion, hundred of casts and thousand of creed. Even U.S president will find it difficult to manage our country's internal affaires. It is like one man's food is other man's poison. Doing good thing for all the citizens is next to impossible. Madam was worldly wise .she was great help to me as far as some of the vexing problem we Indian Prime Minister faces.
Late at night I thought about my plans .few people needed to be remove from their post. I remembered our president's term would expire in two months time. I need army's help in later stage.
Next day I met Madam at her residence for finalizing new president of India. I had presented my case to Madam.
I…" Madam. We need a retired Major general as our future president .I personally prefer Major general Sikender Singh .he had fought two major war in his carrier .he is the most respected retired
Major general .I have an elaborated plan for Indian army. My prime concern is sealing the international border with both neighboring countries. That way we will be able to stop infiltration of terrorists. Thus minimizing cross boarder terrorism. Over all moral of military needs boosting .I need certain changes to be made as far as law concerning terrorist act. Terrorist should be tried under military law. There are committing a national crime. Even U.S Govt. is trying terrorist under special law. I thing every concerned citizen will support my proposal. Such laws are must for the safety of any country .we need to see how it can be implemented. Terrorists and separatist are striking soft targets. It has become almost day to day occurrence. …"
Madam…" so you are convincing me we need the service of retired Major general Prithiv Malhothra ".
I…." Yes. Madam you got me right. We nerve had head of the military as our president. In this present day situation we need some one like Major General. Prithiv Malhothra."
Madam…."Well find out whether major General is interested or not .he must be an old man .I had met him once when my late husband was P.M.".
I…" Madam. It would be better if we invite Major to my office .we both sit together and convince him that the Nation needs his service…. ".
Madam." good .one day we will arrange meeting with Major.any other help you need from me?"
I…" thanks Madam. I will ask for it when I needed it most. . I am going to settle Narmada dam rehabilitation program just the way I had explained it to my Dad five years ago…"
Madam…" your Dad had tried his level best to solve the problem. At that time the opposition parties were ruling that state. They did not want us to take credit for it. They had unnecessarily politicized and we got into controversy. Now it is our national party at the helm .go and do it what is right for the people…"
I…'" thanks I need encouragement " I thanked madam and left for my office…
I had invited Pakistani president to discuss bilateral issues .the purpose of the meeting was to have a close door meeting with Major (we call him Major in political circle). He is the only president in military uniform in a democratic country. I call him wolf in sheep clothing. He is doing great favor for U.S and Europe in fight against international terrorism. (11)
He is the forerunner in fight against war on terror. He made cool billion of rupees by supplyingU. S Govt. Innocent people from his tribal area. (Bordering Afghanistan). Claiming they are all terrorist of Al. qaeda…he is meddling in our internal security problem with his ISI agents. .
I want close door meeting with Major to talk about cross boarder terrorism and few " people" wanted by Indian government .It was a long pending issue .I will start off with a low key and end with serving him ultimatum. I had received Major at airport with ceremonial welcome. In the morning we talked about bilateral issues with other concerned ministers of both country. I had arranged a sumptuous lunch in honor of him. After the lunch I had invited major for a closed-door meeting. .
I…" how is life as a general in a democratic country?"
Major…" Don't ask me yaaaaar! I may be basking in the glory of media. But believe me it is a dog's life ".
I…" being a general you should have ruled your country with iron fist."
Major…" it is easier said than done. In your country you have too many religion and cast but you are still able to manage communal harmony. In Pakistan there is only one religion. (I wanted to add."You can forget minority communities "?). But too many sectarian violence in some part of our country."
I…" after the partition of India. Our people (Mujahedeen) are still treated as second class citizens. Why is that?"
Major…" that is not true. (He told me a convenient lie.) You got it wrong .we treat every citizen equally".
I…" Major you have a Kashmir like situations in Bolugestan, wazier…. And tribal area bordering with Afghanistan. Your writ doesn't run over there..."
Major….' I may be wearing military uniform. But I can not rule my country with iron fist. There is more external pressure on me than internal pressure form my countryman. You know I my reputation in international market! Keeping this warring factions of different casts are taking my life out. Baulogistan want autonomous power. Wazierstan... area wants to follow tribal system .non of my forefathers were able to solve the problem. It is like a bleeding wound in Pakistan history…. Your are young and inexperienced. You need experience and diplomacy to rule the country. ".
I…'" I am still not clear…. . Do you follow democratic system or detector ship in your country "?
Major….'" For national issues I use democratic norms. On other issues if I find eye for an eye solve the problems I use detector ship. . It is a dual role for me…".
I…." You mean no human right organizations in your country?"
Major…." They are not a force to reckon with…. They use print media and I control electronic media including our national net work. They are not able to make any impact on public .one woman. I forgot her name …she yell at our government now and then …one of the greatest advantage of my country is that; even though there is only one major religion in our country there is hardly any unity among different sect. I don't middle in their 'internal' affaires .in fact I allow them to settle their own scores…. Divide and rule. Not by me but by different sect…"
I know given a chance he might take me through their history … I had to present our case to him and hear from him in clear terms…
I…" Major .I had given a list of people wanted by our government. Starting from Bombay blast .we is yet to hear from you. We even sent interpole notice to trace out for one such person …Ibrahim. .".
Major…." I had repeatedly told over and over again that he is not in our country .he is in Dubai…"
I…." We had mopped entire Dubai for him .I had recently taken incharge of my office. Let me see how best I can solve this problem. It is only a matter of time before I solve the problem. What about the cross boarder terrorism from your country…"?.
Major…" I had already agreed to cooperate on any form of terrorism. National or international "
I…" still your people .ISI and banned terrorist organization is carrying out terrorist attacks here. . You better call them back. I am going to steam line our law and security force to deal with any eventuality…when will you dismantle terrorist camps from our boarding area…?"
Major…."There are no terrorist camps along the boarding area…"(he stoutly denied it) I had jokingly asked him. (12)
I…" Ok Major …between you and me… I heard you made cool millions of rupees by sending innocent tribal people from boarding area (boarding with Afghanistan) .in the name of war on terror …five thousand dollars per head."
Major…'" nobody is going to do it for charity…. Now they all are after my blood."
I knew it is not out of love for money he had 'sold'. 'Terrorists' to U.S Government. U.S President might have tried any of these two things .arm twisting method or remind him of regime changes. Poor Major .he had no other choice)
I…." Major .our intelligence report says head of the LET organization is responsible for killing my father. I want you to hand over the head of LET organization for a fair trail in India. We do not have extradition treaty but within your capacity you can do it for me…".
Major…" there is flaw in your intelligence report. LET is one of the big religious charity organizations in Pakistan. I can not antagonize them."
I…"well I had told you what I am looking for .you know my late father but not ME. Political science I had studied for graduation is of no use for me. Officer training course and commando job will help me to get through …one last word…we have ideological differences but I have no enmity with you. I am looking to solve the problem amicably .I am here to co-operate with you as far terrorist problems are concerned. Believe me I will not have your blood on my hand …having survived to assassination attempt on you; you know your own people are after your blood. I am sure that they will take care of you. Ibrahim. Sheikh Abdullah…dismantling of terrorist camps…. Only three request…"
His face turned red. He shouted at me…
Major…." You are abusing your power…. You had invited me to give ultimatum. "?
I…"No. Not ultimatum. Simple request. Take your time and think about it…" he got up to go. I walked with him towards the door and reached for door handle…
I…" wear a smiling face." he tried to make a funny face. I said, "that is good. You are on the air…" I opened the door for him. We stepped in front of the TV crews .I allowed speaking him first.
Major…." We had very constrictive dialogs .we reached agreement on certain issues…"he fumbled for words .one of the scribe asked him " Major could you please elaborate…" .he continued "O"…. Well. A joint mechanism to fight against terrorism. . He raised my hand with him. I was taken by surprise.
He adds…"we are partners in fighting war on terror.".
I thought this is what you call it diplomacy. I had issued ultimatum to him. A great show indeed. Naturally I had to talk few words on behalf of Major…
I….'" Major had assured me…" I smiled and looked at him; "That he will stop cross boarder terrorism .we are even planing to sign an extradition treaty to bring back normalcy in our relation with Pakistan. ……blaha……blaha ……" thank you …"
We moved toward our waiting car .I had accompanied him to air port .on our journey to air port we exchanged only few words. Infact I was lost in thought .I need to expose this man if he is not going to cooperating with me. . I will give him time .if he is playing dual role with me (with us) .I will expose him in front of international community .for that I need to lay trap for him. If need, I will recreate another Kargil Fiasco…? Will he bite the bait? Only time can tell. I my self is not sure about the time frame .I need reliable men and machinery for that. Before Major was about to board the plane .I smiled and said." I will get in touch with you Major." We shook hand…. He left for his country. After executing each and every plan I will inform him…
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