Almost as if to wreak revenge on the activists who opposed the Salwa Judum and fought for for Binayak's release, the BJP government in Chhattisgarh practiced its usual brand of "good governance". On May 28, the district authorities demolished the premises of the Vanavasi Chetna Ashram, an NGO established in South Bastar by Himangshu Kumar seventeen years ago to develop an awareness among the adivasis about their rights, and advocate for them in their encounters with an uncomprehending and arrogant state machinery. It was the VCA that created a Human Shield project to protect tribals from the tender attentions of our national 'security' forces as the tribals returned to their villages after they were driven out by the Salwa Judum. Yet even the promise of the Chief Secretary for protection, or the force of law, couldn't save their office from destruction.
This is "good governance", BJP style. Their defeat in the elections seem to have touched a reflective nerve in this otherwise thuggish political party, but in Chhattisgarh it is "business as usual".
In his ruminations about human rights and good governance, Nitin Pai, among others, was insistent that human rights activists like Himanshu and Binayak should be emphatic in their condemnation of the Naxalites, otherwise they can't be taken seriously as advocates of law and order and peace. Nitin should take heed of Himanshu's argument, and one made by Binayak too in different ways: "The government accuses us of being Naxalites, but Naxals are out to prove that the system can’t work. We are strengthening the system, bringing trust back into it by asking questions, holding it accountable. We are friends of the system — it is the system that is destroying itself from within.”
In siccing its bulldozers on the ashram, and in keeping Binayak in jail for two years without being able to prove its charges, the Chhattisgarh administration seems to be determined to prove the Naxals right.
This article from Tehelka tells the entire story.
Death on the Margins
Far from the national gaze, the establishment practises a dangerous malevolence when confronted with its anti-people policies, reports SHOMA CHAUDHURY from Raipur and Dantewada. Photographs by SHAILENDRA PANDEY
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ONE YEAR ago, before the campaign on his behalf had gained m o m e n t u m , TEHELKA did a cover story on Binayak Sen — doctor and human rights activist, jailed on false charges under the draconian Chhattisgarh (People’s) Public Security Act (See TEHELKA: No Country for Good Men). On May 25, when Supreme Court judges Markandeya Katju and Deepak Verma took just sixty seconds to undo an injustice that had been wilfully perpetuated by the State for two long years, it should have been an occasion for another cover story, more celebratory, documenting among other things, Binayak’s wife, Ilina’s Herculean legal struggle for his release. But Binayak and Ilina’s story is merely symbolic of a much bigger, on-going and faceless struggle. And so, even as the human rights community exploded in joy with the May 25 victory, 400 kilometers from Raipur, another big battlefront was being opened.
It is two days after 59-year-old Binayak Sen got to go home. May 28, scalding, red dust everywhere, a hot loo blowing. A man in a white lungi and kurta sits under a leafy tree, listening to ten Gond tribals tell their story of how two nights earlier their village was looted. Every ration burnt. Every goat taken, every hen kidnapped. Not even a little chick left behind. The tribals have trekked from faraway Kamanar village in the hope that this man in white will help them access the ear of the State. It is a difficult proposition because it is the State that has looted the village: How do you lodge an FIR with the police when it is the police that have stolen your chickens?
As the man listens, his mobile rings. It is Raju, another tribal boy from village Lingagiri. Raju’s sister had been raped and shot through the mouth some time earlier, their father killed by a bayonet slicing through his stomach. Raju is calling now because there is no rice to eat in the village, people are dying of hunger. The man in white promises to do something. Send rice. Call the district collector. Do anything he can to try and staunch the inhuman civil war going on in central India below the radar of national media.
THIS IS Dantewada, a remote district in the south Bastar region of Chhattisgarh. The man in white is Himanshu Kumar, a Gandhian human rights activist from Meerut who has been working in Dantewada for 17 years. And the war is an old triangular one: between the State, the Naxals, and the tribals — cleft violently from within by the infamous government-sponsored Salwa Judum.
As he listens to the troubled stories swirling around him — trying to give it voice, trying to draw the nation’s attention — a vast debris stretches behind Himanshu. He himself has been brutally looted a few days earlier. On 17 May, a day after the Lok Sabha election results, a police force of over 500 surrounded Himanshu’s Vanvasi Chetna Ashram, ten kilometers from Dantewada town. He was given half an hour to wrap up two decades of work. Then, the bulldozers moved in. They broke everything: home, dispensary, dormitories, training halls, kitchen, telephone towers (sanctioned by the government itself), swing, even a lone hand-pump that was the only source of clean water for the villages around. “Like skimming malai from milk”, says Veena, Himanshu’s wife.
As the bulldozers stamped the ashram out, it began to rain. Himanshu and Veena sat under a tree with their daughters — Alisha, 12, a student of Rishi Valley School, and Haripriya, a spunky 7-year old — and watched. Alisha began to cry. “I told her, if you do good work, you have to be ready for the tough times. I am glad they saw it happen. It was good training for my daughters,” says Himanshu. (It was good training for others too. The police caught two students from the Indian Institute of Science, Bengaluru who were visiting for field work and beat them. They yanked a journalism student, Veronica, by the hair and beat Javed Iqbal, a young freelance photographer from Mumbai, who had been travelling in the interiors, photographing the State’s assault on its villagers.)
WE VISIT the ashram site ten days later. Demolished is a poor word. Erased is more accurate: erased with an implacable anger: an obscene violence. There is nothing there but crushed cement and strewn papers. A tiny pink crocus that has escaped the bulldozers droops in the heat. For 17 years, Vanvasi Chetna Ashram had functioned as a kind of fine nerve connection between the tribals and a forgetful State. Come from distant Meerut and Delhi, painstakingly learning Gondi, Himanshu and Veena had focused on teaching tribals about their entitlements, traveling on foot into villages deep inside the forests, slowly tugging isolated communities into the democratic system. Building concepts of community monitoring: what government schemes had been announced in their name, how were they to access them, how were they to hold corrupt officials to account, how were they to file FIRs and applications, how were they to demand teachers in their schools. “Our work was to strengthen democracy at the roots,” says Himanshu, bending down to pick up a paper fluttering in the rubble. It’s a pamphlet teaching tribals how to vote. Another sheaf of papers lying in the dusty ground documents which children are in school, and why others are out. “The government accuses us of being Naxalites, but Naxals are out to prove that the system can’t work. We are strengthening the system, bringing trust back into it by asking questions, holding it accountable. We are friends of the system — it is the system that is destroying itself from within.”
Rani Devi is one among a few tribals standing mutely at the site. “I don’t feel like eating,” she tells Himanshu. “My head has been spinning since this happened. I feel dizzy. You have to rebuild the ashram here.” There are other tribals standing around whose own homes have been burnt nine or 10 times by the police and Salwa Judum vigilantes. They know what it is to be raped, driven out of their homes, live on the run, live without food. They know what it is to be booked under false charges and what it is to be beaten when you go to complain about an injury. Their stoic silence — their unspoken understanding as they look at the wasted remains of the ashram — tells you they also know how to live without the hope of justice.
The demolition of the ashram is part of the State’s illegal war against its own people. Part of a wilful intimidation of human rights workers
The demolition of Vanvasi Chetna Ashram is part of the Chhattisgarh state’s on-going and illegal war against its own people. Part of a wilful and cynical intimidation of human rights workers who dare to ask questions. Binayak Sen and Himanshu Kumar are part of a continuum: their stories matter because they approximate the stories of hundreds of other anonymous tribal men and women who do not command our attention because they cannot speak English and live below the line of who the metropolis considers Indian.
Himanshu — a man of irrepressible positivity and a humblingly ready smile — came to Dantewada in 1992. His father, Prakash Kumar had given up college in 1942 to join the Quit India movement; he met Gandhi in Sewagram in 1945. Later, he joined Vinobha Bhave’s Bhoomidan movement. “My father helped give away over 20 lakh acres of land in Uttar Pradesh,” says Himanshu, “but he and I do not possess one acre between us.” Inspired by his father and men like Vinobha Bhave, Himanshu started out under a tree in Dantewada, asking tribals questions about their lives and needs, slowly helping them heal ailments like diarrhoea, snake bites, malaria and pneumonia. As their trust grew, the local gram sabha offered Himanshu a patch of land and built him a mud hut to live with them. For 13 years, there was no trouble as Himanshu and Veena — unusual daughter of a garment exporter in Raja Garden, Delhi, and a woman of equally inspiring positivity — went about their advocacy work. The trouble began in 2005, when the Chhattisgarh government started the Salwa Judum.
Early in 2005, a young anganwadi worker called Sonia from Kamalur village was brutally beaten by the police on the pretext of being a suspected Naxal sympathiser. They hit her with poles then tied her hair to rope and dragged her through the mud. Broken, fractured, she came to the ashram seeking help. Himanshu hesitated. He had two young daughters himself. If he took up her case, he knew he was walking towards a dragon’s lair. “For the first time, I was afraid,” says Himanshu, “but Veena urged me on. You call yourself a human rights worker, she told me. After that, we have not looked back.”
Like Binayak, Himanshu began to protest against the excesses of the State, in particular the police and Salwa Judum vigilantes. He sent Sonia’s story to the National Women’s Commission: chairperson Girija Vyas did not think it worth investigating. Since then, Himanshu has sent hundreds of complaints to the Human Rights Commission. Their response? A committee led by the police to investigate police atrocities. Himanshu then also sent at least 1,000 complaints to the Superintendent of Police (SP) in Dantewada. He refused to file FIRs. (In fact, when Himanshu took up a recent false encounter case in Singaram, where 19 tribals were shot dead by the police, SP Rahul Sharma brazenly told the Bilaspur High Court that he had refused to file FIRs because Himanshu always lodged false complaints — forgetting that it is for the courts and not the police to decide whether a FIR is baseless or not.)
Like Binayak, Himanshu’s advocacy brought him increasingly into hostile radar — erasing his past reputation for humanitarian work. In 2006, suddenly — 13 years after he began to work here — the state government sent him a notice declaring his ashram an illegal encroachment. Himanshu produced all the relevant papers. The issue went to court. In January this year, the government suddenly cancelled his FCRA and choked off his foreign grants. Himanshu had to let go of almost a hundred full-time workers. On May 16 — as the country was celebrating Indian democracy and the mandate for a stable government — Himanshu was suddenly handed a notice that his ashram was up for demolition the next day — illegally, since it was a Sunday. He called Chhattisgarh Chief Secretary P Joy Oomen and reminded him that the issue was still in court and that the next hearing was on June 17. Oomen assured him the ashram would not be demolished. The next morning the bulldozers moved in.
THERE IS a reason for the State’s precipitous intimidation of Himanshu Kumar. After the growing outcry against the Salwa Judum in 2008 the Supreme Court had ordered the State to dismantle the camps and militia. The Chhattisgarh government promised to do so and in February 2009 told the court that the Salwa Judum is ‘slowly disappearing’. On the ground, no such thing has happened. The truth is, the Chhattisgarh government is now sitting on a situation that it does not know how to control.
In the four years since the Salwa Judum was launched, more than 600 villages have been forcibly evacuated. Many tribals have been driven into relief camps. Others have fled into the jungles or to neighbouring Andhra Pradesh to work as construction labour. But tired of living in fear and on the run, many are now slowly returning to their villages. Himanshu has started a “human shield” programme to help them return and rehabilitate: this involves volunteers from his group living with the villagers till life has been restored to some normalcy. “We reject the theory that every tribal is either a Naxal or part of the Salwa Judum,” says Himanshu. “We are trying to tell the tribals about the Supreme Court order, and urge them to return and start farming.”
Nendra village was the first such experiment. Others have slowly followed. Basagoda, Avapalli, Dimapur, Lingagiri, Dholaigura — Himanshu calls it the “peer effect”.
But all is not well. The men and women from Kamanar village sitting under the leafy tree, telling Himanshu about their kidnapped goats and hens, are merely the tip of a growing social malaise. Their attackers comprised both police and tribals from the Salwa Judum camps. “The tribals in these camps have become criminalised,” says Himanshu. “They have no source of income in the camps. They have no land, they cannot farm. Looting has become their only employment.” What makes them more deadly is that they have the sanction of the police. The police do not dare file a single FIR against the SPOs — the tribal ‘Special Police Officers’ the State has armed. If they do, the SPOs, fattened with the power of the gun, will turn on the police. “The government has divided tribal society dangerously,” says he. “It will prove a historic mistake.”
IT IS PRECISELY this sort of statement the government wants to intimidate Himanshu from making. On 26 April, 19 houses in Badepalli village were burnt by the Salwa Judum. The urgent call for rice from Lingagiri is proof that the relief committees the Supreme Court had ordered have not kicked in. The ration shops have not been restarted. Himanshu is the only vocal witness to State failure here: the government wants to snuff the witness out.
But the will to fight intimidation is the first lesson a human rights worker learns. The night their ashram was demolished, Himanshu and Veena moved in with their daughters and their core workers into a makeshift house just a few kilometers away, ironically just a little way down a three-way cross-road: one road leading to Dantewada jail, one to the old ashram, and one to a new beginning. Here, while Veena cheerfully sorts through the debris of 17 years — a daunting mess of cupboards, mattresses, computers, and files rescued from the ashram — Himanshu, without a trace of bitterness, has already begun work anew. Back where he started 17 years ago — under a tree.
His father, 82, a dignified old man, has come to give him moral support. He sits calmly, uncomplaining, amidst the heat and mess. “I fought in the freedom movement. I know truth always prevails, but it takes time and much sacrifice. Himanshu is my only son. I don’t know what the solution is, but I know the road he is on is right. The more consciousness he generates among the tribals, the more they will be able to claim their right to life.”
MINUTES AFTER he emerged from jail, Binayak Sen told waiting media that there is a state of war in Central India and his battle lay in replacing that war with peace. The fight against the immoral intimidation of the State is a big part of restoring that peace. It is what kept his wife, Ilina going for two years as she fought to get him out of jail. “The McCarthyism was really hard at first,” says she. “I am a very private person and valued my anonymity. But suddenly everyone was talking about us and looking at Binayak and me as these big Naxal leaders. I have lost a lot of innocence in these two years, but I have come out stronger. Today, I know I can win.”
But fatigue can be an insidious thing. Two baseless years in jail can make any warrior want “to lower their pitch”. The battles Himanshu and Veena and Binayak and Ilina — and countless other human rights workers — are fighting are not their own. They have made it their own because they are fighting to preserve our democracy, fighting to articulate “a particular perception of reality”, as Binayak puts it. Fighting — to quote Binayak again — to dismantle the “structural violence” that perpetuates inequity and poverty. The fact that they do not lower their pitch cannot be taken for granted. India needs to strengthen the jurisprudence in favour of human rights workers and magnify their voice. Men like Binayak Sen and Himanshu Kumar are voluntary ICUs at the most wounded edges of our society. If we crush them, we will not even hear the echoes of the greater tragedies, and greater wars brewing beyond.
Kavita Srivastava is a colleague of Binayak in the PUCL, being the General Secretary of the Rajasthan state unit. She has been one of those who have stood by Binayak and Ilina through the many twists and turns that his case took, and one of the most active advocates of his release.
Recently, I saw her debating Binayak's release with Maxwell Pereira on Times Now TV. (But I'm unable to tell you, even after watching the clips several times, what the question was that was being debated. And perhaps that was the intent - to raise a cloud of obfuscation. The anchorman Arnab Goswami's style of conducting a debate seemed to lend itself admirably to this objective). Goswami began by suggesting that the Supreme Court order to release Binayak on bail was hardly the great victory that his supporters were making it out to be, because it was granted on grounds of health, and did not signify that there was anything wrong with his trial, or with the charges brought by the prosecution.
Kavita's account effectively underscores the point that the judgment delivered by Justice Katju could be interpreted as an indirect rebuke to the state of Chhattisgarh for holding Binayak for two years when nothing in the prosecution's case could be substantiated. Here is her narration, slightly edited for greater clarity.
Shoma Chaudhury of Tehelka, one of the earliest journalists to report truthfully on Binayak's imprisonment, interviews him about his plans for the future and his life in prison.
‘I’d Happily Back Out, But It Seems Impossible’
His political concerns are well known. Activist Binayak Sen shares insights into his detention with SHOMA CHAUDHURY
How did your loss of freedom affect you?
(Long pause) As a civil rights worker, never being in jail was a hole in my CV (laughs). But I thought it would be 10- 15 days. If I’d known it would last two years, I’d have been less sanguine. You cannot access any privilege in jail; you are an equal in a way you can never be in the outside world. This may not always be very pleasant, but for me, it was interesting. The physical circumstances were obviously not pleasant, but everyone is coping with the same thing — hot winds, mosquitoes, terrible food — so that didn’t bother me. The jail system runs on corruption. In some ways, this corruption is almost positive because it brings a kind of humanising intervention that the system has completely shut out. So though it’s illegal, almost every inmate has a stove and at six in the morning, you’ll find everyone making dal.
But as you realised you were in for a long haul, did you go through an emotional graph?
Your mind becomes soggy. After a while I couldn’t remember names, familiar words. That used to panic me. We have seven dogs — I couldn’t remember their names. That is how the absence of familiar intercourse impacts you. I was depressed quite often. There were interesting ideas in my head, but I just couldn’t write. There’s an infinite variety of human nature and circumstance on display in jail. This made me think very deeply about categories. You think section 302 is 302 (murder), but it could range from an entirely fabricated case to self-defence to a gang war to a supari (ransom). Yet this range of crime is subsumed under the same legal category. One of my closest friends in jail was a 25-year-old boy who had been arrested when he was 19 for stabbing his father. He had done it as a last resort to prevent his mother from being beaten to death by his drunk father. He’s been convicted to life imprisonment. What’s horrifying is that the authorities are consumed by active contempt for these inmates. Even the most basic human dignity is denied to them. Every evening I saw lambardars beating inmates with lathis and chappals — 10 to a man. There were much worse things as well. But if I complained the authorities looked at me as if I was soft in the head. There are so many people in jail who are innocent, or at least, who carry the idea of their innocence in their heads. And there is nothing ahead for them but this systemic brutalisation. So I had this feeling of helplessness. It was like living through a neardeath experience, watching yourself and your loved ones from a distance — [my wife] Ilina traveling every week by train to meet me for half an hour and then traveling back.
The State wanted to silence you. Have these two years muted your appetite for battle in any way?
I’m not inherently an ambitious person. I’d happily turn my back on all this if I could. My daughters are at an interesting stage of life. Ilina is someone I respect, which is a big thing to say after living 35 years with someone. But there is a very bad situation here —there’s a state of war in central India. It needs to be addressed, and I find myself in a position to address it. Perhaps more than most people in India. That has to be capitalised. I’m a little confused about how to go forward. I’ve always believed that violence can’t be the final arbiter. This aversion doesn’t stem from being some Gandhi romantic (I’ve always been slightly repelled by his bania personality) but because I believe violence is a never-ending cycle. Once you say yes to it, you can’t get out. Both the Maoists and the State have painted themselves into that corner. At the same time, there are millions of people leading stunted lives. As a doctor, especially as a paediatrician, every malnourished child makes me angry. That child, that mother’s uterus doesn’t need to be that way. It makes you feel desperate. These grave inequities are not maintained by default. Someone is keeping them in place using efficient and diligent methods. So at one level, one has to try and stop the military confrontation between the Maoists and the State and replace it with political confrontation or engagement. At the same time, someone has to ask hard questions about this other structural violence that keeps poverty in place. I’d happily back out if I could, but it seems more and more impossible.
Did the scale of the ‘Save Binayak’ campaign surprise you?
I genuinely thought we were small-time people. It appears we are not — that was a huge, humbling revelation. I have to work out with my colleagues what it means, but it places a bigger responsibility on us to keep giving voice to a particular perception of reality. What we’ve done so far is the bare minimum. We’ve never gone out of our way to be abusive or attract State attention. The dilemma is that pursuing ways that will really advance the case is also bound to attract the ire of the State. But we can’t do less because it will not suffice.
Do you regret your visits to Narayan Sanyal?
No, I never knew there would be such a fallout. Everything I did for him was done with the full sanction and permission of the police and State. Also, as a human rights worker, if a man needs legal and medical help, where do you draw the line?
Well, what more is there to say? Everything that can be said has already been said, or is being said right now somewhere on the internet.
I received the news from my younger ther while on the way to the airport to catch a flight to Cairo, where I have come on work. I sat in the car, dialling one number after another, getting through to some, to others not at all, since most phones suddenly seemed to have become busy at the same time.
There was a numb sense of relief, and a kind of anti-climax. My mother was beside herself with joy and relief.
What remains? Well, actually, quite a lot.
For one thing, Binayak needs to be released. Apparently this is going to take a couple of days, even in these days of instant messaging and videoconferencing, because of colonial era procedures (like telegrams to send the orders of the Supreme Court).
I don't wish to speak for Binayak and his immediate family, but it shouldn't surprise anyone if they seek some absolute privacy for a few weeks, and also have his heart condition treated as a matter of urgency.
The gentle and compassionate global army of activists, journalists, lawyers, doctors, politicians, peasants, workers, and supporters and friends who have worked, walked, written, agitated, travelled, suffered, composed songs and poetry, and spent huge amounts of their time and resources to publicize Binayak's case, and through him, the case of undertrials unjustly held in jails all over India should feel proud of their ability to move a state. This struggle has just started, and should continue and broaden to include all the issues of justice and survival that Binayak "indexes".
In Chhattisgarh, the BJP administration have shown yet another example of 'good governance' by destroying the offices of the Vanavasi Chetana Ashram that has worked non-violently for the advisas for the last seventeen years, most recently as human shields to protect adivasis returning to their villages devastated by that so-called 'people's movement' the Salwa Judum. If the BJP had any sense of shame, they might have desisted. But shame isn't something politicians of any sort feel easily.
That's all I wish to write for now. I too need to catch up with the news as it has developed while I have been travelling. But I will not conceal my schadenfreude at the well-deserved defeat of the BJP in the recent elections to the Lok Sabha. (More on that in a later post.)
A SPECIAL WORD OF THANKS to the indefatigable activists who worked on the Free Dr. Binayak Sen Campaign for their ceaseless vigilance for any news and commentary concerning Binayak. I regard that as the principal repository of writing on the internet on him.
Sudeep Chakravarti, author of Red Sun, has started a blog called ChakraVIEW, perhaps a clever reference to Chakravyuha, the military formation referred to in the Mahabharata.
Red Sun is a 'travelogue' through naxalite country, narrating encounters with a motley cast of characters in the tragedy that is being played out in several states of India. If you are looking for a defence of any particular political position, you are unlikely to find it here. But it is a fairly direct attack on state policies relating to both security and development that have added to the problem of naxalite terrorism - sufficiently direct that it has annoyed some defenders of a 'tough' (i.e., exclusively or mainly military) stance against naxalites. Although it was published in 2008, most of it was written before Binayak's arrest on false charges of association with naxalites. But the arrest is mentioned in the postscript.
Not only does the state of Chhattisgarh catch the wrong person, it then refuses to let Binayak receive the treatment for his serious cardiac condition at Vellore - a right to which he is entitled both by law and by precedence. And then with characteristic brazenness, its Chief Minister persists in lying about Binayak even as its case lies in tatters in the local court.
Of course, now the Supreme Court has ordered the state to provide Binayak the "best treatment available in the state at the state's expense". This probably settles the case in favour of the police proposal to allow him treatment only within the state, since the lower courts will very likely not take the risk of allowing Binayak to receive treatment outside Chhattisgarh at his own expense. If the bail petition (to be heard by a vacation bench of the Supreme Court later, not today) is decided in his favour, then the question of his treatment will be settled anyway.
However, Sudeep's posting of May 6 (with the rather grim title 'Killing Binayak and Other Stories') makes it clear why the prospect of being treated within Chhattisgarh worries us.
Like the criminal investigators in the movies, let us ask ourselves whether the police have the means, the motives and the opportunity to dispose of their 'declared pain in the fundament' in the manner that we all fear. With their record of extrajudicial killings and 'encounters', it is not a feat of imagination or paranoia to guess what the answers might be.
Today completes two years of Dr. Binayak Sen's captivity on charges which the state has been unable to establish in court. Unless the Supreme Court rules tomorrow in favour of bail for Binayak, he will be headed into his third year of captivity.
While hoping for the best possible outcome - i.e., his release and eventual withdrawal of the case against him - members of his family and his well-wishers should also be prepared for the worst.
Why should we hope for the best outcome, and what - in any case - does it mean?
Let me address the second question first. At a personal level, the best possible outcome is not just Binayak's release on bail, but also a quashing of the case against him, based on the inability of the state of Chhattisgarh to sustain any of the charges against him. But I have a hunch that this would not in itself satisy Binayak.
In an interview with Vinay Satpati, Binayak has referred to himself as an "index case", bearing out what I have written repeatedly in this blog. But I wish to cite C P Surendran who provides facts and figures: "There are 1135 prisons in India, housing 322,000 inmates. According to National Crime Record Bureau some 223,000 out of this teeming Republic of the Wretched are under trials or people who don’t know what wrong they have done." Well, they may or they may not be guilty, but this fact alone provides a telling index of the cost of 'security' in our 'vibrant' democracy, and who is bearing it.
There is an important sense, too, in which Binayak is not an index case: unlike the vast majority of the 223,000, he has the good fortune to be linked, through ties of profession, family and association, to a highly vocal and active network of people who can muster attention to his case. The rest of them, "this teeming Republic of the Wretched" as Surendran so eloquently calls them, do not seem to merit the attention of the media (even despite some of the undertrials being journalists), the vast majority of politicians, and certainly not the executive, who seem to all but forget about them.
A preferable outcome would, for Binayak, be a thorough review of all 223,000 undertrials across the country, and the immediate release of those who have been detained on false charges, as Binayak has been. Following this, there would be a review of all security legislation that arms the state with arbitrary and unaccountable powers. This should result in a tightening of the law to restrict the scope for arbitrary detention, and the institution of review mechanisms so that any malicious or wrongful arrests on the part of the state can be rectified with the least possible delay. Also the national and state human rights commissions could be entrusted with this review, and be made directly accountable, responsive and transparent to civil society stakeholders. What is required above all is a legal mechanism that catches and deters genuine terrorists, and a review mechanism that deters police and intelligence officials from abusing their power in the name of curbing terrorism, while quickly identifying and rectifying any mistakes that may be made.
Even this, I suspect, would not be enough for Binayak. What I am sure he will continue to work towards, if and when he is released, is for a genuinely democratic order where the state would uphold and protect the right of people to peacefully go about their daily lives with dignity, and pursue their productive participation in society. Instead what we have now - and what in fact is the cause of much terrorism - is the exact opposite for a substantial proportion of the population of this country. Injustice is inherent in the predatory patterns of development that our politicians and bureaucrats seem to have chosen. Communities of tribals, peasants, fisherfolk, and other groups with no significant power are violently uprooted from whatever meager resources large corporations feel the need to appropriate in the name of 'development'. In this they are assisted not just by the armed might of the state, but by its full administrative and legal machinery as well. This is the model of 'good governance' that the state in Chhattisgarh is defending by incarcerating people like Binayak. In doing so, it is implicitly rejecting the equitable and participatory pattern of development, elements of which Binayak and his wife Ilina have modelled in their own work.
Why should we hope for the best outcome? If democracy in India is to mean anything at all, it cannot afford to silence dissent in the way it has done for Binayak and many others locked up on trumped up charges. The only way we can express our faith in democratic mechanisms in our country is not merely to vote once every few years, but to expect and demand that our state should serve the people. We also need to work, in whatever way we can, to ensure that this service is more effective.
One of the signs of a democracy that India still retains is that it has been possible - despite many difficulties - for Binayak's supporters to organize a crescendo of demonstrations, lectures, and cultural events to draw worldwide attention to the injustice of his imprisonment. Like our Prime Minister Manmohan Singh, but surely with even more merit for Binayak than for Ottavio Quattrocchi, we too feel, "It's not a good reflection on the Indian legal system that we harass people while the world says we have no case."
Unfortunately, these issues of public participation, accountability, responsiveness and transparency, have been notable by their absence in the just concluded election campaigns. Now all that the electorate and the media are looking forward to is a protracted interlude of horse-trading that will bring about a governing coalition promising what might well turn out to be more of the same gridlock of competing predators. As Surendran notes: "Dr Sen’s case is representative of the major failings of the Indian state, be it democracy, development or speedy justice. And none of it, typically, figures in these general elections. That no political party including the morally high-horsed Left has succeeded in mainstreaming these crucial issues is proof of a real problem." The only remaining source of any possible justice now remains the judiciary and the courts, the last bastions of credibility among the many institutions of our faltering democracy.
On the other hand, what if the bail plea is turned down yet again?
A possible rejection of bail - the second in two years - will, if it comes to pass, be seen as a triumph by those who have been silenced by the gradual realization in the public domain that the state has no case against him. The ignorant argument will be revived and trumpeted forth, as it once used to be, that the Supreme Court must know something that lesser mortals do not. Entirely unjustifiably, the law will have been taken to have run its course, and yet again, the Supreme Court's possible refusal of bail will be seen as a vindication of all those entirely unfounded claims about his non-existent links with terrorism. The refusal of bail will also make it hard, if not impossible, for any lower court to examine Binayak's case on merits. It will provide further evidence of the "throw away the key" strategy that intelligence agencies and national security functionaries have designed to make us all feel secure against terrorism, not just in India, but all over the world. Furthermore, it is likely to send a strong, if unintended, message to the world that the needs of corporate and state power will trump the imperatives of truth and justice. The words 'truth' and 'justice' themselves will continue to be used, but the concepts they represent will be defined by the exigencies of power, 'development' and security.
Indeed, to some extent, we are already in this Orwellian world.
The dark heart within the glory of Indian democracy
by Bhaswati Chakravorty
There is almost a mythic power in the spectacle of India going to the polls. Just the number of people going to the booths in every corner of the country, the gigantic scale of the organization, the numerous political parties — all add up to a fascinating and undoubtedly significant exercise in democracy. Especially now, with the civilian governments in countries around India gasping for life, or turning into ruthless victory-mongers at the expense of minority populations. Within India, too, tragedies stalk the exercise of the people’s franchise. In the mythic perspective, these endow India’s general elections with something akin to a noble aura.
The last day of this magnificent exercise will also be the day on which Binayak Sen completes two years in prison. The doctor, who has for years been treating adivasis in the poorest and least developed areas of Chhattisgarh, has been repeatedly refused bail, although on May 4 this year the Supreme Court issued a notice to the Chhattisgarh government to provide him with “the best possible medical aid”. Sen is seriously at risk from cardiac problems and has reportedly said in open court that he may get a heart attack any time. To be fair to the Chhattisgarh government, it is willing to offer its hospital facilities to the prisoner. But their prisoner insists on being treated in his old medical college in Vellore. Although he is within the law in choosing his place of treatment, the state government does not see why it should comply.
Worse, his wife, Ilina Sen, has been telling the world exactly what the Sens and their friends fear — that Binayak may not leave a Chhattisgarh hospital alive. Ilina has carefully documented the sequence of events since his application for medical treatment, and recorded her use of the Right to Information Act to find out what means the government used to make the denial of her husband’s request official. At the end, she writes: “Under these circumstances, Binayak is absolutely right to fear that his life may be in danger in any facility controlled by the state in Chhattisgarh.”
No doubt the chief minister of Chhattisgarh would consider this a wife’s paranoia, since according to him, in “the lanes and by-lanes of Chhattisgarh [Sen] is a non-issue”. Faced with demands for his release, the Union home minister has reportedly said that the Centre cannot do much, since Chhattisgarh has a Bharatiya Janata Party-led government. That does make Binayak Sen into a “non-issue”, a mere object of political balancing acts, of reductive reasoning — or conditioned unreason — that has, in the 62 years since Independence, lost all touch with the desire for justice, equity and human rights which must have once inspired the democracy now going so studiously, so spectacularly, to the polls.
With Binayak Sen, we touch the dark heart of India’s democratic glory. Amid the terrors that reside in that secret place, one of the keenest is the fact that today very few thinking people in India are unaware of who he is, and how much he has achieved in his life before prison. But even the world’s knowledge of what true courage means, what it is to be just, to stand up to all forms of violence — particularly that against the poor, what legal procedure is, how State repression works, has made no difference to Sen’s incarceration.
Last Friday, a group of British members of parliament signed a resolution expressing concern at Sen’s continued detention under “politically motivated and trumped-up” charges, the delay in giving him a fair trial, the denial of his constitutional right to bail and his state of health “due to lack of appropriate medical care”. It asked for the prime minister’s intervention. They are not the first. In April this year, a former Supreme Court judge wrote to the prime minister, saying that the case against Sen should have been dismissed by now, or he should have at least got bail, since the hearings have not thrown up “a shred of evidence” against him.
Earlier, a statement by Noam Chomsky and many others had expressed distress at the grave injustice being done, and asked that Sen be released. Scholars, doctors, lawyers, activists within and outside India have condemned Sen’s imprisonment (part of which was in solitary confinement for no given reason); they have been organizing protests, and constantly writing to the Chhattisgarh chief minister, the president and the prime minister to free the doctor. The People’s Union for Civil Liberties, of which Sen is the general secretary, has been running a ceaseless campaign for justice. Amnesty International has called his arrest “manifest evidence of an increasing trend worldwide to silence peaceful dissent by imprisoning lawful humanitarian activists on charges of terrorism”.
If a system is blind, deaf and ruthless at heart, is it democratic?
On May 14, 2007, Binayak Sen was detained under the provisions of the Indian Penal Code, the Chhattisgarh Special Public Security Act, 2006 and the Unlawful Activities Prevention Act, 1967 that was amended in 2004 to include certain features of the Prevention of Terrorist Activities Act. This had been repealed earlier the same year because of abuse and rights violations. Sedition, waging war against the State, using the proceeds of terrorism, being part of an unlawful or terrorist organization are some of the charges. He was specifically accused of couriering letters on behalf of an imprisoned Naxalite leader while pretending to treat him (although Sen treated the prisoner with official permission, under supervision, and in his own identity).
In spite of unremitting efforts by the police, nothing against him has been established. By March 2009, of the listed 83 witnesses, 16 were dropped by the prosecution, six were found “hostile”, and 61 deposed without corroborating any of the charges. The distortion of the justice process is only one part, although a major one, of the monstrous list of violation of rights against the doctor. He is still in prison.
Sen’s work for the health of the poor led him to the belief that health is impossible without equity, livelihood, justice and the access to human rights. But fighting for the rights of the poor in a state like Chhattisgarh, where Maoists overrun districts in which development is almost non-existent, is, as he remarked in the context of deciding to treat the Naxalite leader in prison, like walking into the lion’s den. What damns him is his opposition to all kinds of violence, whether perpetrated by the Naxalites or by the State. In the darkness of the lion’s den the State meets anti-State violence with equal force, and devours anyone who tries to come between. Here the champion of rights for the disenfranchised appears to be as dangerous an enemy as those who organize mass killings.
Sen has been sharply critical of the Salwa Judum, the so-called “popular resistance” to Naxalites, created by the state government by arming and training a people’s militia: a programme that has set adivasis against one another in perpetual conflict. In March 2008, a bench in the Supreme Court said that arming a civilian and allowing him to kill is tantamount to abetment of murder. That Sen, with many others, objected to murder is what makes the state so adamant about silencing him.
Alongside his medical work, which included setting up a hospital for the poor, membership of the government’s advisory committee for public health, pioneering work for the Mitanin health workers programme, founding an NGO with his wife to train rural community health workers and running mobile clinics, Sen has been working with the PUCL in investigating human rights abuses, especially fake encounters and extra-judicial killings — most recently that of innocent villagers, lined up and shot point blank by the police.
Sen has called himself “an index case”. We are ashamed before the world that we are unable to get justice for this winner of the 2008 Jonathan Mann Award for Global Health and Human Rights, which is the latest in a string of honours for a doctor who has been called the true “alternative model”, and has inspired other doctors to reach out to the unempowered. But we do not always remember Irom Sharmila in Manipur, fighting for nine years against a law similar to the CSPCA; we barely recall the journalist, P. Govindan Kutty, or the documentary filmmaker, T.G. Ajay, arrested for alleged links with terrorists, later released on bail; we hardly know of other human rights activists and journalists, such as Lachit Bordoloi in Assam, Vernon Gonsalves in Nasik, Prashant Rahi in Uttarakhand, Praful Jha in Chhattisgarh, Arun Ferreira, Ashok Reddy, Dhanendra Bhurule and Naresh Bansode in Vidarbha, Pittala Srisailam in Andhra Pradesh, all arrested under the UAPA and charged, sometimes tortured, for alleged Maoist links. And Sheila Didi, an adivasi women’s activist among the most deprived women of Jharkhand, Orissa, Chhattisgarh and Bihar, a former president of the Nari Mukti Sangh of Bihar, arrested, released on bail, rearrested, interrogated and tortured for waging war against the State.
But is our democracy really such a failure? Surely such things would not have been possible if the empowered classes did not isolate and disown those who speak for the rights of the poor? Can it be that the rights of the poor are totally wrong for the rest of us?
Who is the enemy of democracy?
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