Thursday, 10 April 2014

Open Letter To Gujarat 2002 Riots Heroine Maya Kodnani By Sanjeev Bhatt

Open Letter To Maya Kodnani

By Sanjeev Bhatt
01 September, 2012

You are a woman and a practicing gynaecologist. How could you participate in butchering innocent and helpless women and children? You never felt the pain of the people who were screaming for mercy, who were begging for their lives, who were ripped apart in cold blood, who had images of their dear ones in eyes when they were being slaugtered? Did you ever sleep in peace after that night? Did you celebrate any birthday ceremonies of your own after that?

Could you ever smile after that butchery? Do you still enjoy red colour? Could you look at a meat shop without the religious repugnance, if any? Did you touch a baby with love ever after? Did you look at your own image in your own mind in the early hours of morning without a chill running down your spine?

Dear Maya Kodnani, are you a mother, a sister, a grandmother, perhaps? Are you human? Were you ever human? Dear Maya Kodnani, have you ever thought whether it is ok to kill another human being just because someone directed you to wreak vengeance on a particular community?Have you ever wondered whether it is acceptable to kill another just because he or she is not like you? Did it ever occur to you that slaughtering fellow human beings is a gruesome crime, even if it is committed under State patronage? Did it ever occur to you that those who patronised you might one day betray and sacrifice you for political expediency?

We can feel your pain and distress. We sincerely hope and pray to God that you get the time and opportunity to find honest and truthful answers to some of these questions during this lifetime.

God bless!

Sanjeev Bhatt

Sanjiv Bhatt is an Indian Police Service officer in Gujarat. He is known for his role in filing an affidavit in the Supreme Court of India against the Chief Minister of the Government of Gujarat, Narendra Modi, concerning Modi's alleged role in the 2002 Gujarat riots

Peeping Tom Narendra Modi and the Snoopgate: Will Big brother be watching you?

Photo of Modi with woman at centre of snooping row published

Days after the Gujarat government set up an inquiry commission to look into whether there was a conspiracy behind the leaking of taped conversations pointing to the alleged illegal surveillance of a woman on the order of Narendra Modi associate and then home minister Amit Shah, investigative portal Gulail kept the heat on the BJP's prime ministerial candidate by publishing a photograph of Modi in conversation with a woman purported to be the subject of the unauthorised surveillance.

With references to an unnamed 'Saheb' in the taped conversations, at whose behest the surveillance was conducted, the snooping scandal has become an embarrassment for the BJP and Modi, with later reports suggesting that Modi met the woman at the inauguration of a traders' market rebuilt after the Bhuj earthquake, and that her family may have received undue favours from the Gujarat government until the surveillance was later ordered, before she eventually shifted base to Bangalore. The latest Gulail report says the photographs cast a shadow of doubt over the woman's father Premlal Soni's claim that only he was known to Modi and that it was he who had requested the CM to "take care" of his daughter following which the surveillance was initiated. According to the report, "The pictures show that Modi knew Madhuri for at least five years before his state machinery mounted an illegal round the clock vigil on the young woman in August 2009." Quoting IAS officer Pradeep Sharma's affidavit, the report says “The Chief Minister, Shri Narendra Modi, visited Kachchh to inaugurate the hill garden project upon its completion, and was at this time introduced to Ms. Soni. Shri Modi invited Ms. Soni to email any other suggestions she might have, giving Ms. Soni his personal email address. Ms. Soni subsequently wrote to Shri Modi thanking him for the visit to hill garden. A series of emails were exchanged until Sharad Utsav in October 2005...." The woman was given charge of coordinating with guests at the Sharad Utsav festival, Sharma said in his affidavit, and she had been paid for her duties.

Can the Man (Narendra Modi) who re-discovers his wife after 46 years discover India after 12 years?

“I am Narendra Modi’s Wife”
She is clad in an ill-fitting blouse and a mod­est printed sari. Somewhat stooped, her face is wrinkled, her hands have obviously seen hard times and her hair is pulled back in a tight bun, making her look severe. Dirt grips the cracks of her slipper-clad feet. She could have been any woman in Rajosana village, Gujarat. But then, she is Jashodaben Chimanlal Modi. Everyone in this village knows her as Narendra Modi’s wife.

After the post-Godhra Gujarat riots, Modi’s po­litical foes in Banaskantha district discovered her in this dusty village. Since then, Jashodaben has lived her life under intense scrutiny. Few among the 2,500 villagers, predominantly Muslim, dis­believe her story. Even Modi has neither con­firmed nor denied her muted claim. At the time of going to press, a faxed request for a comment was not returned by Modi’s office.

People close to her say that she was married to Modi in his native village, Vadnagar, in Mehsana district, when she was 18. At the time of her mar­riage, she had studied only up to Class VII. That is believed to have put a strain on their marriage. (Also, according to a villager, Jashodaben does not like to be photographed as she believes she is not good looking.) A few days after the mar­riage, Jashodaben was sent back to her father Chimanlal’s house to complete her education. As those who know her say, in a bid to please her husband and measure up to his exacting stand­ards, she started studying in Dholaka and com­pleted her SSC (old pattern) in 1972. Then she completed a primary teachers course and worked in Ahmedabad for three months.

Subsequently, on 23 March 1978, Jashodaben joined a primary school in Dekwali village in Banaskantha district. She was later transferred to the District Panchayat School in Roopal village where she worked for 12 years. On 2 December 1991, she came to Rajosana village, where she currently lives. Villagers say that though she has been to Ahmedabad occasionally, she was never asked to stay on by her husband.

Jashodaben, a first standard teacher at the Rajosana Primary School, is very popular among her Muslim students. Muslim women in the vil­lage, none of whom were willing to be quoted, say that Modi’s estranged wife is shaping the per­sonalities of Muslim children through her dili­gence as a teacher. They seem to like her. But the 57-year-old will be retiring in October.

“Narendrabhai Modi is a national leader. He is intelligent and good looking. Jashodaben may not be able to match him. But she is his wife; he has married her. He must take her back to live with him,” says a village elder.

When I met her at the school, Jashodaben was as excited as a child and could not stop smiling. She expressed a desire to talk and tell her tale. But the principal of the school, Pravinkumar P Vyas, admonished her for talking to a journalist. “You will only talk to them after school hours. Now go back to your class,” Vyas told her.

She pleaded, “Can I talk to her during the break? It will only take a few minutes.” But the principal was unrelenting.

She left the room meekly, only to come back soon. She said,“I will not say anything against my husband. He is very powerful. This job is all I have to survive. I am afraid of the consequences.” She then went back to her classroom.

Meanwhile, the principal had made a call from his mobile phone to inform somebody that Jashodaben had visitors. He then went to meet her in her classroom. After that, she became a dif­ferent person. She smiled no more, her excite­ment was gone and she looked nervous. She kept wringing her hands. When I approached her again, she screamed, asking to be left alone. But as she walked away, she gestured to suggest that she would talk later.

Later, some men visited the school, one after the other, in different vehicles. They parked their vehicles within the school premises, and looked directly into the principal’s office. After a while, they left. When the school day came to an end, Jashodaben almost ran out to a waiting autorick­shaw. She pointed at me and told some villagers that I was harassing her.

Hiding her face in her hands, she went to her brother’s house in her maternal village in Brahamanwada, about 20 km away. A few min­utes later, a young man who identified himself as Prakashbhai, a reporter from Ram Setu (a two-page government-run newspaper printed with inconsistent frequency), approached me and asked me to leave the village. By then a sizeable crowd had gathered around us.

Though Jashodaben earns a monthly salary of Rs 10,000, she lives in a one-room tenement in the Panchalvas area in the village, and pays a rent of Rs 150 every month. The 100 sq ft room has a tin roof, no toilets, and not even a bathroom. The tap is located outside the house. According to the vil­lagers, Jashodaben wakes up very early and takes a bath outside the house.

Despite the fact that she can afford a better life, she has chosen to stay in a somewhat im­poverished village, in a sympathetic and help­ful neighbourhood. Here, her story is known to all. Even the children of her school refer to her as ‘Narendrabhai Modi’s wife’.

But for all practical purposes, that means lit­tle. Jashodaben does not enjoy any privileges. She has to sweep and clean her house, fill water, use a public toilet, cook her meals and wash her own clothes. She does not have any domestic help.

The moment a car is spotted in the village, those living in the bylane leading to Jashodaben’s house gather outside their homes and maintain a close watch on her. Everyone I met claimed to be close to her. In fact, some even asked for money to ensure good access to her. Every Sunday, she takes the 20 km ride to Brahmanwada in an autorick­shaw to spend the day with her brother’s family. Her brother runs a provision store.
People close to her say that she longs for that phone call from her husband, the call asking her to come and live with him forever. Jashodaben has consulted numerous astrologers for this rea­son. Interestingly, the verdict of all the astrolo­gers is that one day she will definitely live with her husband.

The war between the BJP and Congress in Gujarat, particularly in Rajosana, works in Jashodaben’s favour. Her story will be retold over and over again.

For many years, the Congress had an upper hand in the Panchayat elections, but of late, the BJP is emerging stronger here. So, while Modi’s supporters maintain a close watch on Jashodaben’s activities to ensure that her dis­closures do not embarrass the Chief Minister of Gujarat, his opponents are keen to reveal her to the nation. Meanwhile, Jashodaben is noticed to be turning increasingly religious.

Narendra Modi: Living the Life of a Bachelor, Not enjoying fruits of marriage

Revealed: Why Narendra Modi walked out of his marriage with Jashodaben
April 10 2014
A day after BJP's prime ministerial nominee Narendra Modi declared in his poll affidavit filed in Vadodara that he was a married man and that his wife's name is Jashodaben, his elder brother Sombhai Modi issued a statement here on Thursday to explain that the marriage was forced on a teenaged Narendra.

Sombhai said the marriage was forced on Modi by his parents when he was a teenager in keeping with the old orthodox tradition of fixing marriages between children and that it was never consummated as Modi walked out of the marriage soon after it was solemnised.

Dwelling on the reasons of the Gujarat Chief Minister's act, Sombhai said a young Modi did it in response to an inner call to work for the nation and the society inspired by the teachings of Swami Vivekanand.

In his press statement Sombhai, who runs a home for the old-aged and lives a simple life with his family in Ahmedabad, appealed to the people to see the marriage in the backdrop of these facts.

Modi, who has ruled Gujarat since 2001, has left the field for "spouse" blank in four Assembly polls. Of late, he has also flaunted his single status at rallies, saying that he was single and had no one to be corrupt for.

Modi ended the speculation over his marital status after a long period of silence, perhaps because the Congress had run a smear campaign against him in the last Vidhan Sabha elections and even after that by projecting Jashodaben, a retired teacher living in a north Gujarat village along with her brother, as a spurned wife and a victim of Modi's exploitation.

Modi's declaration of his marital status is aimed at pre-empting such a campaign and also any attempt to drag him to the Election Commission on the issue.

Since 1992, when Gujarati weekly Abhiyan carried for the first time a story on Modi's marriage, Jashodaben and her family have refrained from talking to media, calling it a personal affair, and wishing Modi good luck in his endeavours.

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

What does Bigamous BJP ideologue Advocate Ram Jethmalani have on Uniform Civil Code and Bigamy?

What does Bigamous BJP ideologue Advocate Ram Jethmalani have on Uniform Civil Code and Bigamy?

Advocate Ram Jethmalani seems to have a disease for Proclivity with women.

What does Ram Jethmalani have to comment on Uniform Civil Code and Bigamy?

Bigamous Ram Jethmalani himself is "a man with a disease for enjoying female company" -In his own words

Two wives and four children: My first love was Dolly, a girl in school — we are still friends. I married Durga when I was a little over 18. I went to meet her with my grandfather and Durga entered the room with her aunt. She didn't even make eye contact with me. When I met Ratna, my second wife, I was taken in by her intelligence as a lawyer. We married secretly on the eve of Partition. Polygamy was permitted in Pakistan then and we never faced any problems as such. My family included two wives and four children — three from Durga (Rani, Shobha, Mahesh) and one from Ratna (Janak).

There is no cut-off age for love: I don't deny enjoying female company. I have had exceedingly intimate relationships with many charming women. There is no cut-off age for love. But sex without emotional involvement is something I don't understand.
I have never really understood god: I am not an atheist, but I have never been able to figure out why God created the world. When I see children suffering, I wonder: what is wrong with God? Is he a sadist? I am personally inclined towards Buddhist philosophy.
Ram’s weakness for women did not end with his second marriage and he continued to enjoy intimate relationship with a number of other women all through his life.

One of his oldest friends explains, “He has a different appetite for women. Some people eat two chappatis and others eat five. It is the same thing. He just has a larger appetite!”

But Ram has a totally different perception of his so-called romantic escapades.

“I have never believed in raw sex. Sex without emotional involvement and taking on some responsibility for care and concern and, if possible, sacrifice is odious and has never found any favour with me,” he says.

Barely five years after his marriage to Ratna, he had what he recalls as two very romantic experiences at the Afro-Asian jurists’ conference in Damascus in 1957.

Damascus had several nightclubs where local dancing girls performed.

Like the other delegates, Ram too visited some of them. It was a novel experience for him.

He frequented one particular nightclub where a beautiful young woman called Ima danced very night. Ram’s attraction for her was apparent from the first visit.

Between performances, and whenever she was free, she would come and sit with him. Ram spent long hours with her and would return from the nightclub in the early hours of the morning.

The conference would start at 7:30 am. Despite his nocturnal wanderings, Ram wanted to attend all the sessions.

So in order to stay alert, he would do some yoga when he returned to his room, standing on his head for a while to gather his thoughts.

In spite of the lack of sleep, he was usually the first one in the committee room every morning.

A strange relationship developed between the lawyer and the dancing girl. Ima could not speak English and Ram knew no Arabic.

But they managed to communicate. On the last day, they managed a conversation of sorts with the help of a translator.

Ultimately, Ram decided to learn Arabic and Ima decided to learn English. For almost six months after he returned, they wrote to each other. Ima had someone read out Ram’s letters to her and write for her in English.

In Mumbai, Ram hired a maulana who came to his office to teach him Arabic. However, the lessons ended on a rather strange note.

One day during his Arabic class, an appreciative client who happened to be a practitioner of Ayurveda, walked into the office with a bottle containing a strange-looking portion.

He handed it to Ram saying he had prepared it especially for him since it was good for the brain and that Ram would remember him whenever he had it.

When it was time for the teacher to leave, he told Ram. “You will not consume this. Why don’t you give it to me?”

Since Ram had no intention of consuming the portion, he handed over the bottle. The next day the maulana did not turn up and Ram did not hear from him for a whole month.

Suddenly one day he reappeared, looking drawn and sad. Ram asked him about his extended absence.

“Don’t ask,” said the older man. “That bottle that the ayurved gave you was disastrous. I went home and took some. As soon as it went down my throat, I felt like my body was on fire.”

Concerned, Ram asked, “So, what happened? Are you all right now?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” the maulana answered, “but my wife…” “What happened to your wife?” “She died,” was the morose response.

That was the end of Ram’s romance with Arabic.

In any case, Ima’s letters had stopped by now. But Ram had become attached to her and he undertook a special trip to Damascus to find her.

However he found no trace of her and he had to accept that she was out of his life.

Even while he was romancing Ima, Ram had encountered an attractive woman delegate at the conference, a professor called Zohra.

After his speech on the first day, she had walked up to him at the cocktail party that evening saying, “After hearing your opening speech this morning, I have fallen in love with you.”

Flattered though he was, Ram told her he was married. That did not seem to deter her or him, for that matter — and they spent a fair amount of time together.

He spent the days with Zohra and the evenings with Ima and still found time to attend the conference. At 34, he had the energy do all that he wanted to do. His wives, of course, remained unaware of these developments.

In 1978, Ram met an American lawyer, Ms Margaret Mcgovern, at a conference in Boston. Some months later, her two daughters visited India and stayed with Ratna in Mumbai.

Mahesh was also living there at that time. Soon it became obvious that both sisters were spending more time with him than required. Their familiarity with him did not fail to attract hostile comments.

One of the girls, Terry, eventually took up residence in Delhi and became friends with Rani. She was in her late 20s, pretty, outgoing, and flaunted an MBA degree from Harvard.

Her charms opened every door for her and she became a part of Delhi society. Soon, she got into a relationship with a well-known politician, who happened to be a married man.

The affair went on for a while, but one day, when she went to meet him at a hotel, he paged her from his room instead of coming down to the lobby to meet her.

Infuriated at this callous behaviour and convinced that he was ashamed to be seen in public with her, she called off the affair.

Although she knew Ram well, up to that point they had only been good friends. Soon she was seriously involved with a man who was a playboy and a socialite.

Carried away by his suave manner, she got engaged to him. But Ram talked her out of that relationship. Her decision turned out to be a blessing, for the man who had been her fiancé was later picked up on drug charges in the United States and spent 10 years in jail.

Terry continued to meet Ram and their relationship grew closer. The fact that she was so much younger than him seemed to make no difference to either of them.

Although Terry still socialised a lot, at the end of the day she would invariably come to Ram’s house. In time, he believes, she gave up all the other men in her life.

They spent a great deal of time together, playing tennis, discussing a wide range of subjects and just being together. She even attended court hearings when he was on. Ram does not talk of love in the context of women but he does not deny that she had a special place in his heart.

That is the closest he will come to admitting that his feelings for Terry were stronger than they usually were for his other friends.

In 1982, although the relationship was still going strong, Terry told Ram she wanted to leave India to go to Switzerland for further studies.

Ram was not happy because she had become important to him, but he understood that she was much younger, and inevitably she must make her own life and future.

He went to see her off at the airport, not something he usually did. She went through immigration and then suddenly turned around and came back to cling to Ram, crying that she did not want to go. He consoled her, but encouraged her to leave.

A few months later he went to Switzerland, where he was a very welcome guest.

She told Ram, “When I do marry I will tell my husband that I have a special friend whom I will not forget.” True to her word, when she married she told her husband about Ram.

She was keen on Ram attending her wedding. However, he could not since he had prior commitment. But not wanting to disappoint her, he asked Janak and his daughter-in-law, Manya to go on his behalf, which they did.

He next met Terry in the United States in 1984 when he was in hospital in Kansas City for an angioplasty. He was delighted when she walked into his room one morning.

She stayed on for a few days with his daughter Shobha. The next year, she came to India with her husband.

They met Ram frequently. A couple of weeks later, the couple left to return to Italy where they lived. On the way to the airport, they stopped to say goodbye to Ram.

At the time Ram was staying at the India International Centre. Just as he was about to go to sleep, there was a knock at the door. He opened the door to see Terry standing there.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he led her in gently and asked her what had happened. She had been unable to get a seat on the flight, though her husband had left.

She needed a place to spend the night and asked if she could stay with him. “Of course,” he said. Terry left the next day.

They are still in touch and do meet, though not frequently. When Ram talks about her he cannot hide the tenderness his voice.

Can one label Ram as a man who uses women? To this he counters, “If it is mutual, who is using whom? If any woman thinks that when she is sleeping with a man he is using her, then she should know that she is using him equally.”

He is quick to add, “I have never forced any woman into a relationship.”

“Don’t believe that men are the seducers all the time. The power of sex is the power of women and not of men. Throughout history, man has used his superior physical strength to sexually subjugate women.

But women have succeeded in evading man’s strength and establishing themselves in power, while convincing man that the delights he was trying to obtain by force were available by flattery.

This was a development of far-reaching importance in the history of civilisation. Women had discovered the might of lust and man’s vulnerability: the demonic power of passion that is never satiated.

The force thus unchained was to count among the most remarkable of the world’s forces and even to have power over life and death. Cleopatra is an outstanding example of the practitioner of this great art.

Man foolishly believes he is the conqueror but he is, in fact, the conquered. Oscar Wilde had said, ‘Man in his vanity wants to be a woman’s first but woman, in her wisdom, wants to be man’s last’.”

Does his treatment of women show that he has no respect for them? Ram strongly denies this. “How can anyone say that? In fact I have shown more respect for women than others,” he asserts.

He does not believe in sex without mutual emotional involvement. These conditions are, of course, hard to fulfil and set very severe limits to philandering.

“I am not a Don Juan, not a Hercules, I am not even oversexed. Not one of my friends of the opposite sex have come to me for sex. They have come to me for something else.

"Some of them have been my admirers as a lawyer, some as an honest politician, or as a fighter for human rights and as a person who has had the courage of his convictions.

"Most of my relationships have been intellectual and platonic, though it would be less than honest to deny the absence of some sexual attraction. I may be virile in Parliament and in the courtroom but as far as I understand myself I am feminine in my graceful and dapper appearance.”

In his own defence, he says, “Every woman I have befriended has felt like a queen, however plain or lacking in great accomplishments.”

It is a condescending comment from a man who is usually sensitive about how he sounds to others. And the women he has been involved with would probably differ from him on that comment.

Ram explains why women are drawn to him. “I have been a serious student all my life. I have been one of the most industrious lawyers, sometimes working for 18 hours a day.

"I believe it is my appreciation of and affection for them that perhaps makes me a desirable friend from their point of view.

"I don’t consciously flatter anybody but I see so much of good in people that I am an involuntary flatterer of people. I do make women feel terribly desirable and gifted. Maybe this makes them my friends.”

Whenever Ram is speaking to a person of the opposite sex, his conversation is liberally sprinkled with “darling” and “sweetheart”.

A friend once overheard him speaking on the telephone to a Cabinet colleague and he was calling her “darling”. When the friend asked whom he was speaking to, Ram carelessly replied, “Why? Mamata Banerjee, the railway minister.”

There are few men intrepid enough to address Ms Banerjee as “darling”, but such things come naturally to Ram.

There is a part of Ram that enjoys being viewed as a rake. He lives up to that role and enjoys having his name linked to beautiful women. Paying compliments to women is second nature to him.

It seems to be a habit that he will not give up. Maybe because of his age and also because of his gallant charm, women cannot take offence.

"Man with disease for scumbags" BJP's shady lawyer Ram Jethmalani claims Asaram Rape Victim has a Disease for Proclivity to men

Asaram lawyer Jethmalani loses the argument on Twitter with 'girl has a disease' remark
September 17, 2013

Senior advocate Ram Jethmalani, one of India's top legal minds, may need to defend himself against Twitter users who are criticising him for his controversial statement about a girl who has accused self-styled godman Asaram of sexual assault.

PTI reports Jethmalani, while arguing for Asaram's bail in the Rajasthan high court on Monday, said the girl was afflicted with a disease "which draws a woman to a man". He also claimed the police complaint filed against Asaram and age of the girl had been fabricated.

Reaction on social media was immediate and angry. "Ram Jethmalani is a vicious combination of Thakral of Meri Jung and Chadhdha of Damini," tweeted @indiantweeter, referring to much reviled lawyers of Bollywood cinema.
"Ram Jethmalani has a disease that attracts him to defending scumbags," tweeted @anupknair.

Jethmalani, 90, was called a lawyer for Mogambos, another infamous Bollywood movie villain, and much worse. People made fun of his age and competence in court. "Martians planted mind control chip in Asaram's brain, argues defence lawyer Ram Jethmalani," tweeted journalist Praveen Swami.

"Dear oh dear, Ram Jethmalani showing that even leading lawyers can be desperately out of form," tweeted cricket writer and analyst Harsha Bhogle.

Ram Jethmalani
"Girl has 'disease' that draws her to men.' Then men raped her to cure the disease?" tweeted writer Taslima Nasreen.

People compared Jethmalani to Delhi lawyer AP Singh, who had made a controversial statement about the December 16 Delhi gang-rape victim while defending convicts in the case. "If Delhi Bar Association can contemplate action on Singh post Dec 16 verdict, can't imagine y they shouldn't act on Jethmalani," said @Punditmusings.

A 16-year-old girl on August 20 had lodged a police complaint, accusing Asaram of sexually assaulting her at his ashram near Jodhpur.

Asaram was arrested from his ashram in Indore, Madhya Pradesh, and brought to Jodhpur Sep 1.
Immediately after his arrest, Asaram filed an application for bail in the same court, which rejected the plea September 4. Asaram apparently hired Jethmalani after losing his bail plea before lower courts.