First time for a woman (2)

.….“We don’t care if you have to give away Kashmir..Kashmir de do,
kuchh bhi de do, hamare logon ko ghar wapas lao”
…..Jaswant Singh made bold to suggest ….nation’s interest….we could not
be seen to be giving in to the hijackers…..That fetched him abuse and rebuke…“Bhaand me jaaye desh aur bhaand me jaaye desh ka hit. (To hell with the country and national interest)”……

…..
For people who believe in true equality for women, it must be accepted that the laws will also equally apply. There is no reason why women will be any less intelligent or resourceful than men, it follows that they may be just as ruthless and cruel. And yes, women can be serial killers, nothing surprising about that. While we do not believe in the death penalty, the Indian people AND the leadership both believe in this form of retributive justice (and path for closure for the victims).
……..

…..

Once if it is proven beyond reasonable doubt that you have harmed children, we have no sympathy to spare. Put these people behind bars and throw away the keys….for life. We oppose death penalty since there is a chance that the convicted person has been falsely implicated.
…..

….
One exception that troubles our conscience is how we should deal with terrorists. If we jail them, there may be attempts to free  them by taking innocent people hostages (see below). In a democracy you really do not have a choice…as the Head of the Nation, you cannot look scores of families in the eye and tell them that their loved sons, daughters, brothers, sisters will not be coming home in order to preserve some abstract national interest.  

That memorable slogan from 1999…..to hell with the country and the national interest…there is no arguing with that sentiment in good faith…what if it was YOUR daughter who was kidnapped by the terrorists? By the same token, who cares if a terrorist is killed…to hell with your principles...or would YOU rather be the one talking to the widow of Squadron Leader Ahuja?
……

Two
Kolhapur women, who were sentenced to death in 2001 for kidnapping 13
children and killing nine of them, may become the first women ever to be
hanged in India.

……..



President Pranab Mukherjee late last month
rejected Renuka Kiran Shinde and her sister Seema Mohan Gavit’s mercy
petitions.
The buffer period before their hanging – time taken by the
state home department to inform all concerned after receiving the note
from Rashtrapati Bhavan – ends on Saturday.


The number of
people executed in India since Independence is a matter of dispute.
Government statistics claim that only 52 people have been executed since
independence. However, research by the People’s Union for Civil
Liberties indicates that the actual number of executions is in fact much
higher, as they have located records of 1,422 executions in the decade
from 1953 to 1963 alone. However, there is no record of any woman’s
execution.

Renuka and Seema, who partnered their mother
Anjanabai Gavit to kidnap the kids and push them into begging and killed
some of them after they stopped being productive, are currently lodged
at the Yerwada jail in Pune. Anjanabai passed away during the trial, and
the sisters’ father Kiran Shinde turned approver and was acquitted.

Desk officer Deepak Jadiye of the home department
said no objections have been received yet on the Kolapur sisters’
hanging. “We have informed the two convicts, their relatives, the legal
remedial cells of the Supreme Court and also the district court about
the rejection (of their mercy plea),” he said.

While awarding
the death sentence to the sisters in 2001, Judge G L Yedke in Kolhapur
had described the nine kids’ murders as ‘the most heinous’, and observed
that the two sisters seemed to have enjoyed killing the children.

……

The Indian Airlines flight from Kathmandu to New Delhi, designated IC
814, with 178 passengers and 11 crew members on board, was hijacked on
Christmas eve, 1999, a short while after it took-off from Tribhuvan
International Airport; by then, the aircraft had entered Indian
airspace. Nine years later to the day, with an entire generation coming
of age, it would be in order to recall some facts and place others on
record.


….
In 1999 I was serving as an aide to Prime Minister Atal Bihari
Vajpayee in the PMO, and I still have vivid memories of the tumultuous
week between Christmas eve and New Year’s eve. Mr Vajpayee had gone out
of Delhi on an official tour; I had accompanied him along with other
officials of the PMO. …

The hijacking of IC 814 occurred while we were
returning to Delhi in one of the two Indian Air Force Boeings which, in
those days, were used by the Prime Minister for travel within the
country.


….
Curiously, the initial information about IC 814 being hijacked, of
which the IAF was believed to have been aware, was not communicated to
the pilot of the Prime Minister’s aircraft. As a result, Mr Vajpayee and
his aides remained unaware of the hijacking till reaching Delhi. This
caused some amount of controversy later.



It was not possible for anybody else to have contacted us while we
were in midair. It’s strange but true that the Prime Minister of India
would be incommunicado while on a flight because neither the ageing IAF
Boeings nor the Air India Jumbos, used for official travel abroad, had
satellite phone facilities.


….
By the time our aircraft landed in Delhi, it was around 7:00 pm, a
full hour and 40 minutes since the hijacking of IC 814. After
disembarking from the aircraft in the VIP bay of Palam Technical Area,
we were surprised to find National Security Adviser Brajesh Mishra
waiting at the foot of the ladder. He led Mr Vajpayee aside and gave him
the news. They got into the Prime Minister’s car and it sped out of the
Technical Area. Some of us followed Mr. Vajpayee to Race Course Road,
as was the normal routine.


….
On our way to the Prime Minister’s residence, colleagues in the PMO
provided us with the basic details. The Kathmandu-Delhi flight had been
commandeered by five hijackers (later identified as Ibrahim Athar,
resident of Bahawalpur, Shahid Akhtar Sayed, Gulshan Iqbal, resident of
Karachi, Sunny Ahmed Qazi, resident of Defence Area, Karachi, Mistri
Zahoor Ibrahim, resident of Akhtar Colony, Karachi, and Shakir, resident
of Sukkur City) at 5:20 pm; there were 189 passengers and crew members
on board; and that the aircraft was heading towards Lahore.


….
At the Prime Minister’s residence, senior Ministers and Secretaries
had already been summoned for an emergency meeting. Mr Mishra left for
the crisis control room that had been set up at Rajiv Bhavan. In between
meetings, Mr Vajpayee instructed his personal staff to cancel all
celebrations planned for December 25, his birthday. The Cabinet
Committee on Security met late into the night as our long vigil began.


….
Meanwhile, we were informed that the pilot of IC 814 had been denied
permission to land at Lahore airport. With fuel running low, he was
heading for Amritsar. Officials at Raja Sansi Airport were immediately
alerted and told to prevent the plane from taking off after it had
landed there.
 

The hijacked plane landed at Amritsar and remained parked on the
tarmac for nearly 45 minutes.
The hijackers demanded that the aircraft
be refuelled. The airport officials ran around like so many headless
chickens, totally clueless about what was to be done in a crisis
situation.


…..
Desperate calls were made to the officials at Raja Sansi Airport to
somehow stall the refueling and prevent the plane from taking off. The
officials just failed to respond with alacrity. At one point, an
exasperated Jaswant Singh, if memory serves me right, grabbed the phone
and pleaded with an official, “Just drive a heavy vehicle, a fuel truck
or a road roller or whatever you have, onto the runway and park it
there.” But all this was to no avail.


…..
The National Security Guards, whose job it is to deal with hostage
situations, were alerted immediately after news first came in of IC 814
being hijacked; they were reportedly asked to stand by for any
emergency. The Home Ministry was again alerted when it became obvious
that after being denied permission to land at Lahore, the pilot was
heading towards Amritsar.


….
Yet, despite IC 814 remaining parked at Amritsar for three-quarters
of an hour, the NSG commandos failed to reach the aircraft. There are
two versions as to why the NSG didn’t show up: First, they were waiting
for an aircraft to ferry them from Delhi to Amritsar; second, they were
caught in a traffic jam between Manesar and Delhi airport. The real
story was never known!


…..
The hijackers, anticipating commando action, first stabbed a
passenger, Rupin Katyal (he had gone to Kathmandu with his newly wedded
wife for their honeymoon; had they not extended their stay by a couple
of days, they wouldn’t have been on the ill-fated flight) to show that
they meant business, and then forced the pilot to take off from
Amritsar. With almost empty fuel tanks, the pilot had no other option
but to make another attempt to land at Lahore airport. Once again he was
denied permission and all the lights, including those on the runway,
were switched off. He nonetheless went ahead and landed at Lahore
airport, showing remarkable skill and courage.


…..
Mr Jaswant Singh spoke to the Pakistani Foreign Minister and pleaded
with him to prevent the aircraft from taking off again. But the
Pakistanis would have nothing of it (they wanted to distance themselves
from the hijacking so that they could claim later that there was no
Pakistan connection) and wanted IC 814 off their soil and out of their
airspace as soon as possible. So, they refuelled the aircraft after
which the hijackers forced the pilot to head for Dubai.


….
At Dubai, too, officials were reluctant to allow the aircraft to
land. It required all the persuasive skills of Mr Jaswant Singh and our
then Ambassador to UAE, Mr KC Singh, to secure landing permission. There
was some negotiation with the hijackers through UAE officials and they
allowed 13 women and 11 children to disembark. Rupin Katyal had by then
bled to death. His body was offloaded. His widow remained a hostage till
the end.


….
On the morning of December 25, the aircraft left Dubai and headed
towards Afghanistan. It landed at Kandahar Airport, which had one
serviceable runway, a sort of ATC and a couple of shanties. The rest of
the airport was in a shambles, without power and water supply, a trophy
commemorating the Taliban’s rule.


….
On Christmas eve, after news of the hijacking broke, there was
stunned all-round silence. But by noon on December 25, orchestrated
protests outside the Prime Minister’s residence began, with women
beating their chests and tearing their clothes. The crowd swelled by the
hour as the day progressed.


….
Ms Brinda Karat came to
commiserate with the relatives of the hostages who were camping outside
the main gate of 7, Race Course Road. In fact, she became a regular
visitor over the next few days. There was a steady
clamour that the Government should pay any price to bring the hostages
back home, safe and sound. This continued till December 30.


…..
One evening, the Prime Minister asked his staff to let the families
come in so that they could be told about the Government’s efforts to
secure the hostages’ release. By then negotiations had begun and Mullah
Omar had got into the act through his ‘Foreign Minister’, Muttavakil.
The hijackers wanted 36 terrorists, held in various Indian jails, to be
freed or else they would blow up the aircraft with the hostages.


…..
No senior Minister in the CCS was willing to meet the families. Mr
Jaswant Singh volunteered to do so. He asked me to accompany him to the
canopy under which the families had gathered. Once there, we were
literally mobbed. He tried to explain the situation but was shouted
down.


……
“We want our relatives back. What
difference does it make to us what you have to give the hijackers?” a
man shouted. “We don’t care if you have to give away Kashmir,” a
woman screamed and others took up the refrain, chanting: “Kashmir de do,
kuchh bhi de do, hamare logon ko ghar wapas lao.” Another woman sobbed,
“Mera beta… hai mera beta…” and made a great show of fainting of grief.


…..
To his credit, Mr Jaswant Singh made bold to suggest that the
Government had to keep the nation’s interest in mind, that we could not
be seen to be giving in to the hijackers, or words to that effect, in
chaste Hindi. That fetched him abuse and rebuke. “Bhaand me jaaye desh aur bhaand me jaaye desh ka hit. (To hell with the country and national interest),” many
in the crowd shouted back. Stumped by the response, Mr Jaswant Singh
could merely promise that the Government would do everything possible.


…..
I do not remember the exact date, but sometime during the crisis, Mr
Jaswant Singh was asked to hold a Press conference to brief the media.
While the briefing was on at the Press Information Bureau hall in
Shastri Bhavan, some families of the hostages barged in and started
shouting slogans. They were led by one Sanjiv Chibber, who, I was later
told, was a ‘noted surgeon’: He claimed six of his relatives were among
the hostages.


…..
Dr Chibber wanted all 36 terrorists named by the hijackers to be
released immediately. He reminded everybody in the hall that in the past
terrorists had been released from prison to secure the freedom of Ms
Rubayya Sayeed, daughter of Mufti Mohammed Sayeed, while he was Home
Minister in VP Singh’s Government. “Why
can’t you release the terrorists now when our relatives are being held
hostage?” he demanded. And then we heard the familiar refrain: “Give
away Kashmir, give them anything they want, we don’t give a damn.”


…..
On another evening, there was a surprise visitor at the PMO: The
widow of Squadron Leader Ajay Ahuja, whose plane was shot down during
the Kargil war. She insisted that she should be taken to meet the
relatives of the hostages. At Race Course Road, she spoke to
mediapersons and the hostages’ relatives, explaining why India must not
be seen giving in to the hijackers, that it was a question of national
honour, and gave her own example of fortitude in the face of adversity.


……
“She has become a widow, now she wants others to become widows. Who
is she to lecture us? Yeh kahan se aayi?” someone shouted from the
crowd. Others heckled her. The young widow stood her ground, displaying
great dignity and courage. As the mood turned increasingly ugly, she had
to be led away. Similar appeals were made by others who had lost their
sons, husbands and fathers in the Kargil war that summer. Col Virendra
Thapar, whose son Lt Vijayant Thapar was martyred in the war, made a
fervent appeal for people to stand united against the hijackers. It fell
on deaf ears.


…..
The media made out that the overwhelming majority of Indians were
with the relatives of the hostages and shared their view that no price
was too big to secure the hostages’ freedom. The Congress kept on slyly
insisting, “We are with the Government and will support whatever it does
for a resolution of the crisis and to ensure the safety of the
hostages. But the Government must explain its failure.” Harkishen Singh
Surjeet and other Opposition politicians issued similar ambiguous
statements.


……
By December 28, the Government’s negotiators had struck a deal with
the hijackers: They would free the hostages in exchange of three dreaded
terrorists — Maulana Masood Azhar, Mushtaq Ahmed Zargar and Ahmed Omar
Sheikh — facing various charges of terrorism.


…..
The CCS met frequently, several times a day, and discussed the entire
process threadbare. The Home Minister, the Defence Minister and the
Foreign Minister, apart from the National Security Adviser and the Prime
Minister, were present at every meeting. The deal was further
fine-tuned, the Home Ministry completed the necessary paper work, and
two Indian Airlines aircraft were placed on standby to ferry the
terrorists to Kandahar and fetch the hostages.


…….
On December 31, the two aircraft left Delhi airport early in the
morning. Mr Jaswant Singh was on board one of them. Did his ministerial
colleagues know that he would travel to Kandahar? More important, was
the Prime Minister aware of it? The answer is both yes and no.


…..
Mr Jaswant Singh had mentioned his decision to go to Kandahar to
personally oversee the release of hostages and to ensure there was no
last-minute problem. He was honour-bound to do so, he is believed to
have said, since he had promised the relatives of the hostages that no
harm would come their way. It is possible that nobody thought he was
serious about his plan. It is equally possible that others turned on him
when the ‘popular mood’ and the Congress turned against the Government
for its ‘abject surrender’.


……
On New Year’s eve, the hostages were flown back to Delhi. By New
Year’s day, the Government was under attack for giving in to the
hijackers’ demand! Since then, this ‘shameful surrender’ is held against
the NDA and Mr Jaswant Singh is painted as the villain of the piece.


……
Could the Kandahar episode have ended any other way? Were an Indian
aircraft to be hijacked again, would we respond any differently? Not
really. As a nation we do not have the guts to stand up to terrorism. We
cannot take hits and suffer casualties. We start counting our dead even
before a battle has been won or lost. We make a great show of honouring
those who die on the battlefield and lionise brave hearts of history,
but we do not want our children to follow in their footsteps.


…..
We are, if truth be told, a nation of cowards who don’t have the
courage to admit their weakness but are happy to blame a well-meaning
politician who, perhaps, takes his regimental motto of ‘Izzat aur Iqbal’
rather too seriously.



…..
  
Home Minister P Chidambaram said on Thursday that there is no set formula for dealing with terrorists.

……..
When asked if India should have a policy not to negotiate with
terrorists, he said that while this worked in principle, in reality,
when the human element came into play, he was unsure of how he would
deal with the crisis.


….
“I do not know how I would have reacted if 150 families came to my
door and pleaded that their loved ones in that aircraft must be saved.
It is easy to criticise but if one is in that position, it is a very
difficult decision,” he said at the NDTV’s Indian of the Year Awards
function in New Delhi on Wednesday night.


….
The NDA government’s decision to release dreaded terrorists in
exchange for hostages in the Kandahar hijack 10 years ago had come under
attack from several quarters but Home Minister P Chidambaram is “not
sure” saying it is a “very difficult” decision.


….
The decision of the Vajpayee government to release three dreaded
terrorists including Jaish-e-Mohammad (JeM) chief Masood Azhar in
December, 1999 received a lot of flak from various political parties
including the Congress, more so because the then external affairs
minister Jaswant Singh accompanied them (terrorists) to Kandahar.


…..
Azhar’s name has subsequently figured in the December 2001 terror
attack on Parliament and the attack outside Jammu and Kashmir Assembly
in Srinagar in the same month. 

 
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Link (1): http://Two-sisters-from-Maharashtras-Kolhapur-may-become-the-first-women-to-be-hanged-in-India

Link (2): http://kanchangupta.blogspot.in/2009/03/when-indians-let-down-india.html

Link (3): http://www.ndtv.com/article/india/the-hijacking-of-indian-airlines-flight-ic-814-7755

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regards

Uber means Freedom in English, Tamizh, Sanskrit…

….The fare wasn’t set by
distance or time, but by zones, which encouraged the drivers to drive
fast…….the not-unpleasant sensation
of feeling your cheeks ripple with G-forces as he shot down the Dupont
Circle tunnel like someone testing a rocket car on the Salt Flats of
Utah…..the occasional moments of weightlessness when you hit a bump….you were doing 50 mph in a car whose shock absorbers
didn’t, and whose brakes probably wouldn’t…..


When we were younger, we would just rent a car at the airport…one way if necessary. We remember driving from Boise, Idaho to Portland, Oregon in a Hertzmobile (after having missed a flight…long story) and getting stuck in the Columbia River Gorge near Multonomah Falls at mid-night, in the middle of torrential winter rains- we did not realize that there are no gas stations in the Gorge!!! Our friend had to execute a dramatic mid-night rescue plan using an old-fashioned funnel and bucket.

….
Of course Uber does not allow you to travel from Boise to Portland (not yet), though we are sure some freckle-faced teenager is writing an app for that as we speak. In the mean-time, as James Lileks explains –  there is a new sense of freedom in Los Angeles and New York….but unfortunately, not in Berlin (North Korea)… erm German Democratic Republic….The mobile taxi app Uber has been banned in Berlin by the city’s State Department of Civil and Regulatory Affairs.….the authority said it had banned the app on passenger safety grounds
and threatened the firm with a 25,000 euro (£20,000) fine for ignoring
the order
. Uber….Zindaaaaaaaaabad.
…..

………..

Many people on the right have embraced Uber, the company that lets you
call a ride from your smartphone instead of standing on the corner with
your hand up looking like a statue of Lenin leading the proletariat to
the Future, or maybe to that tapas place downtown.
 

This confuses people
who regard conservatives as dumb apes who poke Shiny New Things with a
stick and screech in alarm. How can they support Uber? It’s a Cool
Thing, and they’re all middle-aged dorks in polyester plaid shorts and
black socks with sandals who like to “get down” to bands that sing about
pickup trucks, or they’re pale evil men who wear three-piece suits to
bed and drift off to sleep fantasizing that they’re slapping the
birth-control pills out of the hands of poor women. 

Uber is good, Uber
is an app, for heaven’s sake — how can these cretins possibly be on its
side? It’s like finding that all the kale in the country is fertilized
by Koch products.

Jalopnik, a popular site about cars, explains the reason with a willfully stupid Internet coinage: Uber Is the New GOP Darling Because Freedom.



It helps if you imagine Stephen Colbert saying it, I suppose.
Freedom: the word is supposed to make you roll your eyes, just like
“liberty” — one of those things we’re supposedly losing Because
Liberals. What we’re usually protesting is our inability to be racist,
homophobic trolls who think the country started going downhill when the
Statue of Liberty wasn’t a white male holding up a rifle instead of a
torch.

….
The article says: “A recent (pro-Uber) petition launched on the GOP
site hits all the Republican talking points — ‘unions’, ‘strangling
regulations’ and of course ‘liberal government bureaucrats’ — as a way
to illustrate how big government and a unionized workforce are killing
our freedoms.”

….
Someone else’s convictions are always talking points.

…..
As for Uber itself, well, let’s take a look at the wonderful world of
cars-for-hire. When I lived in D.C. in the 90s, I took a lot of cabs.
Now and then you’d get a spotless ride with a courteous older driver who
knew every street and alley. When I say “now and then” it was in the
sense of “now and then, there’s a presidential election.”

…..
For the most part, the cabs had seats that felt like the thin
battered beds of a hot-sheet motel and a sweat-and-barf perma-funk that
made you roll down the windows in January. The fare wasn’t set by
distance or time, but by zones, which encouraged the drivers to drive
fast. 

….
While this made for speedy trips, and the not-unpleasant sensation
of feeling your cheeks ripple with G-forces as he shot down the Dupont
Circle tunnel like someone testing a rocket car on the Salt Flats of
Utah, the occasional moments of weightlessness when you hit a bump
reminded you that you were doing 50 mph in a car whose shock absorbers
didn’t, and whose brakes probably wouldn’t.

….
When I moved back to Minneapolis I had no occasion to take the cab,
except for trips back from the airport. The cars weren’t exactly new;
when you looked at the fleet idling in the bays, it made you think,
“this is what Havana would look like if Castro took over in 1982.” The
drivers were usually unfamiliar with the city, which seems to violate
the Law of Cabbies, somehow. You sit in the back like a human Tom-Tom
unit, giving turn-by-turn directions. When you’re finally home, and it’s
time to settle, you get out a credit card — which causes the driver to
sigh, because he has to get out an imprint machine and rack up the card
like it’s the Four Seasons in 1962 and you’re paying with a Diner’s
Club.

…..
On a trip to L.A. earlier this year I called a cab to get me to the
Minneapolis airport. I stood outside the house with a suitcase. I
watched the cab drive past; I ran after it waving my arms as if it was
the last helicopter out of Erbil. Once inside, I looked around for
anything long and sharp that might help squeegee off the cooties. The
driver took a route that always backs up at rush hour, and the meter
ticked away the escalating price. When we got to the airport I was
delighted to find the car had a credit-card reader, but it didn’t work.

….
From the L.A. hotel to the airport, I finally tried Uber. The dot on
my screen showed where the car was. When it arrived, the driver popped
the trunk and offered me water. What? Water? The most I ever expected
from a cab was a vinegar-soaked rag on a stick. The interior of the car
was pristine; I was offered my choice of music selection; I was stunned
to find there wasn’t a motorized shoe-shine unit under the seats and a
tanning lamp. With hesitation I engaged in conversation with the driver —
 the Cabbie Convo is the worst form of parachute journalism, and if
this guy was actually useful or fascinating I could never use it.

…..
But I will, because it was. He had run a few franchise sandwich
shops, and they’d gone under. One died because the real-estate market
crashed and emptied out the neighborhood; the other suffered from the
marketing incompetence of the parent company, which soured the brand and
drove the franchise owners to penury and despair. Now he was doing
this. Did he want to do this? Eh, it’s a living.

…..
At the end no money was exchanged. The app did that. No receipt was
required. The app did that. I was asked to rate the driver, and gave him
the best possible rating. Most excellent cab ride of my life — probably
because it wasn’t a cab at all. 

…..
So that’s why conservatives like Uber! We can pretend it didn’t cost
anything, and can judge those who have failed in the marketplace and
been driven down the economic ladder. It has nothing to do with breaking
up a monopoly with a new idea, or getting around the burdensome rules
that prevent an entrepreneur from entering a locked-up market, or
letting a superior service force the old model to improve its game. (The
local cab company did come up with an app, and while it let you make a
reservation, it warned you that this wasn’t a guarantee a cab would
actually show up. Other than that, a straight-up Uber-killer.)

…..
No, it can’t be about any of that. If the Right wants to free public
schools from their century-old model, it’s just about hating unions.
(Because Freedom.) If they object to the impact of the minimum wage,
it’s just about hating workers. (Because Freedom.) If they object to the
unsustainable drain of Social Security, it’s because they hate the old;
if they object to socialized medicine it’s because they hate the sick;
if they object to making nuns pay for late-term abortion it’s because
they hate women.


If they hate taxis and want an alternative, well, because Freedom.

Whoa! At least they got that one right.

…….

Link (1): http://www.nationalreview.com

Link (2): http://www.bbc.com
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regards

Dravida asmita (pride), Brahman pita (father)

…..Surya Narayana Sastri was born in a Brahmin family. He graduated in Tamil..Head of Department for Tamil at the Madras Christian
College….He was one of the early pure Tamil activists…..changed Surya Narayana Sastri to its pure Tamil form….Parithi Maal Kalaignyar: Surya – Parithi (sun), Narayanan – Maal (God Vishnu), Sastri –
Kalaignyar (artist or scholar)…..

….

….
By now we are familiar with the concept of Brahmin leadership of the extreme left. Even the Maoist Central Politburo – the high command charting the revolutionary waves-  is populated by super-castes (only one tribal member).

It is the usually the sons of the privileged who are (as Omar would say) at the vanguard of the revolution (Bong version: Jomidar-er chele Naxal – the son of the Zamindar is a Naxalite). You need to be a top dog to recognize that your own skin has just the right texture for making shoes for the poor. …… 

Remember, Osama Bin Laden, the other revolutionary hero? He was from an affluent background as well (middle son of a middle wife…hence deprived of father’s love…and it shows).

We were most surprised to find out
that the man who pioneered the Tamizh as a classical language movement
(higher, better, wider than Sanskrit) was actually a Brahmin. Dravida Sastri (as he was known) was such a
fanatic (used in a positive sense) that he changed his Sanskrit-derived
name  to a pure Tamizh one. In present day terminology he would be called a self-hating Brahmin…just like Dr Norman Gary Finkelstein is considered a self-hating Jew.

Since then many a famous Dravida leader have followed in the foot-steps of Dravid Sastri. Thus Dakhsina Murthy became Karuna-Nidhi. And now the Dravida movement is being ably led by the one and only ‘Puratchi Thalaivi’ (‘Revolutionary Leader’) ….an Iyengar (highest possible caste) named Jaya-Lalithaa (extra “A” at the end due to “sanskrit-hindu” astrological reasons, similar to why all Ekta Kapoor productions are initialled “K”). 

Sastri also pioneered/popularized the concept of Kumari Nadu, the cradle of (Tamizh) civilization – referred to by others as Lemuria (see below) – which is now sunk into the great depths of the Indian Ocean and has left no trace behind (just like that Malaysian plane).
  
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We have an age-old (unsolved) puzzle for you, which will help you to discover your inner Dravida-man (or for the Tam-Brahms- your self-hating persona). 
Is Ginger Sanskrit-origin or …..is it Dravidian?

From the Online Etymology Dictionary:

ginger (n.) mid-14c., from Old English gingifer, from Medieval Latin gingiber, from Latin zingiberi, from Greek zingiberis, from Prakrit (Middle Indic) singabera, from Sanskrit srngaveram, from srngam “horn” + vera-
“body,” so called from the shape of its root. But this may be Sanskrit
folk etymology, and the word may be from an ancient Dravidian name that
also produced the Malayalam name for the spice, inchi-ver, from inchi “root.” 
 
The ancient Dravidian name is presumably Tamizh. So…we are curious to know the exact Tamizh word…after all inchi-ver may well be apabhramsa for srnga-veram as well. Just saying.

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[ref. Wiki] Parithimar Kalaignar (born V. G. Suryanarayana Sastri, born August 11, 1870 – d. November 2, 1903), a Professor of Tamil at the Madras Christian College was the first person to campaign for the recognition of Tamil as a classical language.
 
Suryanarayana Sastri was born at Tirupparankunram in a Brahmin family. He graduated in Tamil and was soon employed as a Professor
of Tamil in the Madras Christian College. In 1895, Suryanarayana Sastri
rose to become the Head of Department for Tamil at the Madras Christian
College. 

 
He was one of the early pure Tamil activists. He changed his name
Suryanarayana Sastri to its pure Tamil form ParithiMaal Kalaignyar
(Surya – Parithi (sun), Narayanan – Maal (God Vishnu), Sastri –
Kalaignyar (artist or scholar))

When the Madras
University proposed to exclude Tamil from its syllabus, Parithimar Kalaignar
vehemently protested against the proposal forcing the authorities to drop the
move. In 1902, he proposed that Tamil be designated as a “classical
language” thereby becoming the first person to make such a petition. 

Parithimar Kalignar is also known as Dravida Sastri

Parithimar
Kalaignar was also the first to use the Tamil name Kumarinadu for the
mythical lost-land of Lemuria. 

Paritihimar Kalaignar died in 1903 due
to tuberculosis
at the age of 33.


Parithimar Kalaignar is regarded as an inspiration for Tamil enthusiasts as Maraimalai
Adigal and the Tanittamil Iyakkam.


In 2006, the Government of Tamil Nadu declared Parithimar Kalaignar’s house
in his native village of Vilacheri as a memorial and sanctioned a sum of rupees
15 lakh towards nationalizing his books.
On August 17, 2007, postage stamps were issued in memory of Saint Vallalar,
Parithimar Kalaignar and Maraimalai Adigal.

On December 13, 2006, the Tamil Nadu Chief Minister, M.
Karunanidhi extended an amount of Rs. 15 lakh to the Tamil scholar’s
descendants.

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[ref. Wiki] Lemuria is the name of a hypothetical “lost land”
variously located in the Indian and Pacific
Oceans. The concept’s 19th-century origins lie in attempts to account for
discontinuities in biogeography; however, the concept of Lemuria has been
rendered obsolete by modern theories of plate
tectonics. Although sunken continents do exist – like Zealandia in the Pacific as well as Mauritia
and the Kerguelen Plateau in the Indian Ocean –
there is no known geological formation under the Indian or Pacific Oceans that
corresponds to the hypothetical Lemuria.


Though Lemuria is no longer considered a valid scientific hypothesis, it has
been adopted by writers involved in the occult, as well as
some Tamil writers of India. Accounts of
Lemuria differ, but all share a common belief that a continent
existed in ancient times and sank beneath the ocean as a result of a
geological, often cataclysmic, change, such as pole shift.

Some Tamil writers such as Devaneya
Pavanar have tried to associate Lemuria with Kumari
Kandam, a legendary sunken landmass mentioned in the Tamil literature,
claiming that it was the cradle of civilization
.

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Brown Pundits