RAJAJI

 

T. V. VISWANATHA AIYAR

 

When we think of Rajaji, we are reminded of one, slightly bent in frame, with dark glasses and the inevitable walking stick, one who is all brains and no brawn, steadfast in purpose and iron of will, who sets goals high, however big, the obstacle or great, the sacrifice. It is difficult for those of small mind and little knowledge to understand, much less to appreciate him. The unknowing may even think he has been suffering from the vice of virtue but the discerning will readily grant that it was all born of clear and close analysis, of ends and means. He was an Everest among Himalayan peaks, not easy to approach or to conquer. He was unapproachable in more senses than one. He was rather like Rama, an ideal to be attempted, than a Krishna, one of us, with whom we could rub shoulders, with all our foibles and weaknesses. Fire purifies but in the process gets us out of shape; ice solidifies but makes us inert and lifeless. If we did not see the warmth and the great quality which admitted of easy approach, the fault was of course with us, for we knew he was capable of great affection, sympathy and kindliness, not to speak of wit and humour; but that was for the fortunate few. The rest of us had perforce to be content with worship and admiration or cursing for that matter, all from a respectable distance, neither too far nor too near. He was a patriot and thinker of the first order; few, in India or abroad, had his vision and insight or could write with such precision, directness, simplicity or effect. If mere argument and reasoning could do the trick, fewer still could equal him.

 

Looking at the great service he rendered us in interpreting our classics, the Ramayana and the Mahabharata, the immortal Kural and the lovely Bhajagovindam, we are lost in admiration of how one great mind understands and interprets other great minds, the seers of old, all in such simple and chaste Tamil or English.

 

Rajaji’s insistence on observance of Dharma in our daily lives, social behaviour and in the act of government, and his warnings to us in our dealings with the outside world, all stemmed out of his ability to turn the searchlight of his powerful mind inwards to the problems of the day and seeing the dangers ahead as a doctor Bees the bacilli, dirt and disease through his powerful microscope.

 

He was responsible, single-handed and more than any other, to give content and courage to a meaningful opposition to the ruling party and put it in the dock, as it were, with an impressive charge sheet of commissions and omissions. Even when one did not agree with him in all he said, one had no doubt about his sincerity, sense of duty and purpose. Let us also not forget the pain and poignancy with which he was doing all this in the last two decades of his life. He gave of his all to the cause of the nation and grew grey in the service of the Indian National Congress, and was accepted for long, as its great and shining exemplar and support. It was his indomitable will and love of our motherland, sense of national duty, that sustained him.

 

He had his own share of grief and suffering. Lesser minds would have quailed and given up the struggle.

 

His own ideal is Valluvar’s dictum:

 

“Do not say to yourself, let me see

about it later when I shall be better

fitted. Live the true religious life

now. It will be the one unfailing

support while all else will disappear

and be of no use.”

(Kural – Rajaji’s translation)

 

By all standards, age and experience, wisdom and knowledge, discipline and character, he was a real Chakravarti and Bharata Ratna.

 

He was a power-house, as it were, which served to give both light and power to whomsoever that pressed the right switch. He was in truth and fact a national asset and his light, power and energy were available to all alike, like the Sun, unasked and equally.

 

Let me conclude with a prayer which besides being a “Prayer for our times” serves amply to portray the moral and spiritual grandeur of Rajaji’s life and thought.

 

A PRAYER FOR OUR TIMES

 

God!

Merciful God!

Because a dark deepening crisis

Is engulfing this beloved land of our...

Give us men a time like this demands

Honest men

Men of strong minds

of big hearts

and true faith

Men whom lust of power

will not corrupt

Men whom spoils of office

will not buy

Men for whom

Service to the nation

will come

before their selfs

Men who will not indulge

in gimmickry

Men who will not feed us

on slogans or

on stunts

Give us, O God!

Men of honour,

of integrity

Men who can

and will

Stand up to demands

of demagogy

Men who will not

yield to trecherous

flatterers

Men who will live

above the fog

and fluff of mock

adulation

God! Give us such men

a trying and testing time

like this demands.

 

 

 

 

 

“It is difficult to think of Madras and India without Rajaji. He served India with great distinction in a variety of ways. We have lost a very great man and I have lost an old friend.”

 

–Dr S. RADHAKRISHNAN

 

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