People's Democracy(Weekly Organ of the Communist Party of India (Marxist) |
Vol.
XXVI
No. 37 September 22,2002 |
DOCUMENTARY
‘THE MEN IN THE TREE’
Organise, Or Perish!
Sudhanva Deshpande
AS
Kali, a young ex-swayamsevak (volunteer) from Nagpur is asked, ‘Who was
Shivaji?’ we see him straining his memory. We see him trying desperately to
dig up information on a name that seems dimly familiar. The film cuts to eight
years ago, when Kali, then a young boy, is being told in his RSS shakha about
Shivaji. The film cuts to his classroom in school where his teacher drones on in
English about how Shivaji fought Muslim rulers on behalf of the oppressed
Hindus. In the end, Kali is asked to answer a question by his teacher on what he
has just heard. Clueless, Kali gets up and stares into space, pretending to
think hard. Cut to the present, as the older Kali struggles hard yet again for
that elusive answer. ‘I don’t know,’ he says finally, ‘but I think he
had something to do with the Shiv Sena.’
Kali
features in The Men in the Tree, a 98-minute documentary on the RSS by
Lalit Vachani. If the title is a little confusing, that is because the film is a
sequel to Boy in the Branch, made in 1992. This earlier film documented
the activities of one RSS shakha in Nagpur, where the organisation has
its headquarters. Vachani went to Nagpur expecting to see images of fascist
indoctrination reminiscent of Nazi Germany. What he saw instead was so simple in
its ingenuity that it was almost brilliant. Young boys came to the shakha
and, under the watchful eye of the shakha pramukh, they played games.
These games are the first step in an elaborate chain of RSS indoctrination. For
instance, one game begins with the children shouting ‘Kashmir belongs to
us!’ Another, a name game, is interesting in how certain names from Indian
history are included (Sardar Patel, Rani Lakshmi Bai, Rana Pratap, Gandhi,
etc.), how some are excluded (Ashfaqullah Khan or Akbar), and how some names are
juxtaposed with others (thus Gandhi would be followed by, say, Golwalkar).
Through these games, the young boys acquire a sense of belonging to the RSS even
as their consciousness is systematically communalised. And it is through these
games that the boys also acquire the other RSS traits: a sense of discipline,
uncritical obedience and reverence of authority, and hatred of the enemy. The
enemy as defined by the RSS, of course --- Muslims, Christians, communists,
whatever.
The
crucial question obviously is how much of this indoctrination survives in the
boys as they grow older. If we were to take Kali as a representative case, very
little. Kali thinks that the demolition of the Babri Masjid was wrong and he has
a complete disregard for presumed historical wrongs. Sadly, however, Kali is
perhaps not the typical case. When Vachani went back to Nagpur in 2000 to track
the boys who had formed the central characters of Boy in the Branch, he
found that Kali had dropped out of the shakha when it wound up. This was
not the case with Sandeep, who sells ayurvedic medicine today, after having
worked six years as an RSS pracharak. Sandeep is charming, articulate and
passionate in a quiet sort of way. His smile lights up his face. He never looks
like someone who will go around murdering and looting. Unlike Shripad, a
building contractor, who used to be the physical instructor in Kali’s shakha.
Shripad looks like a goon, and talks like one. He tells us, eyes gleaming with
pride and hatred, that he was among those who stood atop the dome of the Babri
Masjid when it was demolished. On the other hand, Sandeep was one of those, he
says with his easy smile, who was manning the ‘base camp.’ Different
personalities, different styles; united, however, in a fierce allegiance to a
fascist ideology --- Arun Jaitley, Vinay Katiyar.
Vachani
also interviewed two ex-RSS members. Des Raj Goyal, author of Rashtriya
Swayamsevak Sangh, talks in the film about his years in the RSS. The other
‘insider’ testimony is provided by Purushottam Agarwal, who teaches at the
Jawarharlal Nehru University in New Delhi, and who went to an RSS shakha as
a boy. On several questions, their testimony is remarkably similar, though they
were RSS members in different times and in different cities.
On
the question of Gandhi, for instance, whatever it may claim in public, it is
clear that the RSS has a seemingly dual, almost contradictory attitude. On the
one hand, they have a tremendous antipathy to the man. Thus, Agarwal tells us
that in his shakha, they used to be told that if Gandhi is the Father of
the Nation, he is the father of Pakistan, not India. On the other hand, though,
there is also an attempt by the RSS to ‘co-opt’ Gandhi. Thus, we see Gandhi
saluting the saffron flag in RSS comic books!
Yet,
the duality of the RSS attitude to Gandhi is clearly a front. Goyal recalls how,
in the late 1940s, as a young RSS activist, it was his duty to report Gandhi’s
speeches to his RSS bosses. But the young Goyal, relentlessly fed with abuse and
slander for Gandhi, hated him so much that he listened to the speeches on the
radio, rather than seeing the man’s face. The only day that he planned to go
to Gandhi’s prayer meeting was on January 30, 1948, as there was expectation
that something big was going to happen --- just a few days ago, a bomb had
exploded at Gandhi’s prayer meeting. When Goyal reached Birla House, he saw
people running out --- Gandhi had already been shot. Goyal was destined never to
see the man’s face.
This
brings up the tricky question of Gandhi’s assassination. The RSS was banned
for a while after the event, even though the organisation itself claimed, as it
does to date, that it had nothing to do with the act. Nathuram Godse was
technically not a member of the RSS when he killed Gandhi. But he was a follower
of Savarkar, the ideological guru of the entire Hindutva brigade, including the
RSS. In the film, Goyal says while the RSS may not have killed Gandhi, the work
of Hindutva organisations created the ideological environment which made a Godse
possible.
Even
so, Goyal considers the killing of Gandhi as the first step towards the
creation of the Hindu Rashtra. The statement is significant. He does not
single out the demolition of the Babri Masjid as the first step. What this tells
us is that the Hindutva forces work with the truly long run in mind. For
instance, the RSS was quite happy to even dissolve the precursor of the BJP, the
Bharatiya Jan Sangh, when it was given the opportunity by Jai Prakash Narain to
enter the national political mainstream as part of the Janata Party.
So
the electoral or other fortunes of the BJP do not per se form the main
concern of the RSS. The RSS project is about something much larger: the
reshaping of the whole of Indian society along authoritarian,
majoritarian lines. This would entail the dismantling of the very democratic
set-up that has enabled the BJP to come to power in the first place. That is the
real meaning of the Hindu Rashtra. This term, Hindu Rashtra, has come into
mainstream political consciousness relatively recently. In particular, Gujarat
is being described, quite correctly, as the laboratory of the future Hindu
Rashtra. Yet, the term itself is of course much older, and the point that Des
Raj Goyal is making in the film is that Gandhi’s killing, way back in 1948,
was the first concrete step in that direction.
This
is precisely what makes the film frightening. The RSS has a very long memory,
and it works with the truly long run in view. And that is the reason why it
targets, most of all, the young. The current Sarsanghchalak of the RSS,
Sudarshan, told Vachani in 1992 that the RSS inducts children into the shakha
because it is at that impressionable age that one can make a real difference to
the child’s life, and leave him with ideas that he will carry around for the
rest of his life. Sandeep is no longer a pracharak, he is a harmless
looking seller of ayurvedic medicine; Shripad is no longer a physical instructor
in the shakha, he is a not-so-harmless-looking building contractor; both,
however, are Hindutva bigots for life. And though the film itself does not say
this, it is quite clear that all communalism --- Hindu, Muslim, Sikh,
Christian, whatever --- targets the minds of the young. The ingenuity of the RSS
is that it does so by involving the child in play and recreation --- apart, of
course, from running its own schools and educational establishments. And as the
film shows, it also produces pop-history through its comic books, which are
tremendously fascinating for young minds.
The
real lesson the film has, however, is that it underlines the stress the RSS
places on organisation and discipline. Both Sandeep and Shirpad candidly share
on camera their respective roles in the demolition of the Babri Masjid. What
comes out clearly is the sheer level of organisation that went into staging that
massive fascist spectacle. It was all neatly orchestrated and carefully
calibrated. Everyone knew exactly what to do. The argument that the demolition
was the ‘spontaneous’ result of the mob going ‘out of hand’ is rubbished
by the testimonies by these two RSS activists in the film. To quote Sandeep,
‘micro-level planning’ went into the operation: karsevaks went to
Ayodhya in groups of five, each group had a leader, each group was given precise
tasks on the fateful day. There was just no question of spontaneity. In the RSS
scheme of things, organisation is as important as ideology. Clearly, the RSS
understands that social change is only possible if led by an organised
force. There is a lesson here for secular forces: organise, or perish!
It
is for this reason that the film ends on a misleading note. After having
underlined throughout how the RSS organises, to then claim that the RSS is
basically a self-limiting phenomenon, that the essentially tolerant Hinduism of
the masses will eventually assert itself is rather simplistic. What will defeat
the RSS is not appeals to a tolerant religion, but an engagement with fascism at
the ideological level by a solid organisation that can resist and roll back the
increasingly ferocious attack of Hindutva on our society, culture, and politics.
But this is a minor blemish in an otherwise engrossing, disturbing and
challenging film, a must-see for all those fighting Hindutva fascism.
(Sudhanva
Deshpande
is an actor and director with the theatre group Jana Natya Manch.)