Let me ask you a series of questions. See how many can you answer:
1. What are the names of your parents?
2. What are the names of your grandparents?
3. What are the names of your great grandparents?
4. What are the names of your great great grandparents?
5. What are the names of your great great great grandparents?
Obviously you can answer (1) and (2) quite easily. Myself, I would fizzle out at the 3rd question. And hats off to you if you can name even 2 of the 32 people appearing in Question 5.
But these people existed. They are part of who we are even though we have never heard their names. And what of our ancestors from generations ago, from hundreds of years ago.
This nation belonged to them just as this nation belongs to us now. We hold it in trust so that we can pass it along to the next generation. It’s a pact between generations. For we all must pass, but Eternal Bharat lives on.
But how do we remember this pact when we cannot even name our ancestors from 5 generations ago? How do we recognize who we are and what is our place in this world?
We recognize them by means of cultural symbols.
It’s in the symbols of Bharat, it’s the languages we speak, it’s the stories we tell.
With his eyes wide open, a young child listens to his grandmother narrate the fascinating tale of Krishna driving Arjuna’s chariot. Then, he goes out and sees the same image carved into a rock wall from thousands of years ago. He understands that thousands of years ago, his people used to tell these same stories. He understands that this land and its people are forever his.
Symbols like this:
It’s the Dholkal Ganesha, sitting on a 13000 feet high hilltop in Dantewada in Chhattisgarh. Right there, suddenly in the heart of the forest, there is the mark of the ancestors from 1000 years ago. It’s one of the faces of eternal Bharat.
They can come with a hundred lies about Aryan invasion, they can send a hundred JNU professors with fake narratives of tribal separatism, but they cannot deny this. This silent stone figure is mocking them and their lies. O sons and daughters of Macaulay, come hither and deny this…
They couldn’t deny it. So in frustration they had to do this:
The Commies did it just like the savages they truly are. This empty spot where the idol stood for 1000 years shows what Commies always do:
Destroy and move on. Leave the land barren and leave the civilization orphaned.
This empty hilltop is the metaphor of the future that the “left liberals” want for our nation. This is their “idea of India”.
As I always say, the “idea of India” is that there is no India at all.
No, this was no fashionable “church attack”. So no one cared. Last I checked, they were busy saving some some Bollywood movie or something. Because those movies are priceless artwork. Ganesha idols are no art. They are eyesore.
Pay no heed to this 1000 year old statue that was just destroyed by the army wanting “Azaadi”. It’s not like this one was irreplaceable.
But what is more disturbing than the liberal silence is the Hindu silence. Let’s get this straight. We have to grow up and stop referring to the “liberals” as hypocrites. These so-called liberals are not hypocrites. They are just enemies.
Why would they care about this Ganesha statue? It symbolises an eternal Bharat that they want to wipe off the planet. Things are going their way. If there was a war between India and Pakistan, would you care about the losses on the Pakistani side? Of course not. Because that’s your enemy.
The question is why we Hindus are not speaking up about the loss of our civilization. If we go silent, the enemy will cleanse this Bharat of every symbol of our nation. The pact between generations will forever come to an end. No one in this land shall speak of Krishna and Arjuna ever again. It will become a land of empty hilltops and a lost people.
Well, we already are a land of broken idols. From Kashmir to Dantewada:
— Santosh K Misra, IAS (@misra_ias) January 27, 2017