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Gone are those days…

“Friends, Comrades; this is the first time I am visiting this beautiful little town. We felt as if the almighty had appeared before us in response to our continuous prayers. Minutes before he began his speech, we had welcomed him with a loud “Pandit Nehru Ki Jai” slogan. This happened in the late 50s when I was a student, and the hero standing on the dais before a huge gathering was the very same Nehru whose immortal lines “Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny…” was still fresh in my mind. A few years later at the same venue, there was a huge crowd. A lean tall white-clad man in his 60s stormed his way on to the stage and greeted us by waving his hands…”Ladies and Gentlemen… It’s almost midnight now… and you are all assembled here, not to have a darshan of me…. It shows the political spirit in you… If you vote for Muslim league, you are voting for Pakistan… if you are voting for the communists, you are voting for China…” He was no other than V.K. Krishna Menon who was the defense minister in Nehru’s cabinet.

Namaste….if you give up English, you giving up a little physics, a little chemistry, a little mathematics… Yeah, he too was lean and white-clad… Rajaji, as he was fondly called, the first governor general of India.

Another person whom I admired was the late EMS, though he was the leader of the communist party of India. He was witty but stammered while he spoke… “That CH is a Scholar. He quotes from Ramayana, Mahabharata and of course, Koran but does not know when to quote what. Anyway, don’t vote for him”

Gone are those days. Politics has become less interesting, may be because there are umpteen political parties whose leaders are more concerned about regional, linguistic or communal issues.

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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