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Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Vanchi
On 17 June 1911, Robert William Escourt
Ashe boarded the Maniyachi Mail at Tirunelveli, Tamil Nadu. Ashe and his wife
Mary Lillian Patterson, were on the way to Kodaikanal (a hill station near
Madurai) to visit their four children. Ashe was the Collector of Tirunelveli
and was instrumental in sending VO Chidambaram Pillai to life imprisonment on
charges of sedition. The story of VOC, popularly known as Kappalottiya
Thamizan, is by itself a legend in Tamil Nadu.
While Ashe and his wife waited
for their train to move, two young men boarded their first class compartment.
One of them, a well dressed youth of about 25, came abreast of Ashe and pulling
out a pistol shot Ashe in the chest. Ashe collapsed dead on his seat. Before
Mary Patterson could react, the two men exited the coach and went separately
their way. The young man with the pistol ran to the toilet in the end of the
platform. A short while later, his body was recovered from the toilet, pistol
in hand. He had shot himself through the mouth. In his pocket was a note that
claimed his intention to shoot Ashe as a protest against the coronation of King
George the Vth, King and Emperor of India. Ashe was the only Englishman to be
shot dead in South India during the Indian Independence struggle.
The young man was VANCHI aka
Vanchinathan aka Shankaran.
Born into a brahmin family,
Vanchi's generation of young men in Madras Province (as Tamil Nadu was known at
that time) were deeply moved by VOC when he launched the Swadeshi Steamship
Navigation Company in 1906. Challenging the greatest naval power on its own
singular prowess on the seas was like a spark that kindled the fires of freedom
struggle in their hearts. In the two years that VOC's ships broke British
monopoly on the seas, a swell of pride stoked the patriotic fervor in thousands
of hearts. That Ashe as collector of Tirunelveli did everything in his might to
ensure disbanding the Swadeshi Steam Navigation Company, eventually succeeding
in framing VOC on charges of sedition sending him to jail for 80 years, was not
something that the young generation was willing to take submissively. At least,
Vanchi did not think so.
Vanchi had carried only two
bullets in his pistol. He was clear, after killing Ashe, that he will end his
life than face a trial for murder. He left behind a wife who was apparently
pregnant at the time of his death. However, no direct descendant of Vanchi is
alive.
One hundred years after
Vanchi's death, on 18 June 2011, the son of Vanchi's younger brother,
Hariharan, received an email from Robert Ashe, grandson of Robert William
Escourt Ashe. The email said:
"On this day of sad
but proud remembrance, we, the grandchildren and great grandchildren of Robert
William Ashe would like to extend to the family of Vanchi Iyer, a message of
reconciliation and friendship. Vanchi was an idealist political campaigner
whose zeal for the freedom of his beloved India sent Robert to his early grave.
Moments later, he took his own young life. All who act fervently in the
political arena, both ruler and oppressed, risk making mortal mistakes, and we
who are fortunate enough to live on, must forgive and live in peace together[i]."
The email, sent by the family of the late
British Collector of Tirunelveli, conveys the philosophically broadminded
disposition of Ashe family to the act of Vanchi. Hariharan on his part acknowledged the email
and went further to note that both Vanchi and Ashe merely did what they
perceived as their duty at that time. No ill will prevailed on personal front, then or now.
We must bow to the Ashe family for
their honorable acknowledgement of Vanchi’s sacrifice. But, in celebrating Vanchi we
would truly celebrate India.
Jai Hind.
Sunday, March 10, 2019
Bajrang Bali Ki Jai
On the 10th of October 1962, the Chinese crept up the hills around Thagla in the Namka Chu valley. Facing them were three Indian Companies: 4 Grenadiers, 9 Punjab, 1/9 Gorkha, 2 Rajputana Rifles and 01 Platoon of Assam Rifles.
The Chinese had arrived with their 11th Div with 3 regiments, equaling a brigade. They had lined the hills with over 150 guns of 82 mm and 120 mm. The numerical superiority was around 20:1.
Lt Col Rikh of 2n Rajput had taken stock. He had 150 bullets per rifleman, 17 magazines (28 rounds each) per LMG and 2 grenades per soldier. The battalion's 3" (2 & 3 inch) mortars had 60 rounds of ammo, equal to five minutes firing time. But then, he also knew what the Chinese did not know: his men were Rajputs.
At 05:14 hrs on 20 Oct 1962, the Chinese opened up their 150 guns. 82 and 120 mm shells were raining over every square inch of the Rajput position. After 15 to 20 minutes of heavy shelling, Chinese infantry moved from top and bottom of the hills. The battle was joined soon.
Chinese came in wave after wave and by the third wave, Rajputs had nearly run out of ammunition. Though they had taken heavy casualties, they were determined to repulse the Chinese onslaught. They did not wait much. The fourth wave of Chinese descended on them in quick succession.
Major BK Pant of the Rajputs saw that his men were hopelessly outnumbered and severely wounded. Though he himself was wounded in the leg and shoulder in earlier fighting, he virtually dragged himself from trench after trench, rallying his men to fix bayonets and hurl the Chinese wave down in the smog over the slopes of the hill that reeked of blood and gore. Picking himself painfully up a small overhang, he let out a blood curdling war cry that sent his men charging down the slopes. The Chinese took heavy casualties and withdrew the attack.
They realized that tough as they are, the Rajputs, it was BK Pant who was the pivot of their fierce motivation. When their next wave came, they sited the ridge on which Major BK Pant was propped up, gun in hand, rallying his men. A burst of Chinese machine gun fire was directed at him, ripping him through his chest and shoulder.
Though mortally wounded, Major BK Pant, raised himself up and let out a roar. He held his head high in the Rajput tradition and told his men: Men of the Rajput Regiment, you were born to die for your country. God has selected this small river for which you must die. Stand up and fight like true Rajputs.
As he collapsed, he let out the war cry of the Rajputana Rifles - BAJRANG BALI KI JAI.
Out of the 112 Rajuts under his command, 82 died in the battle. The Rajputs lived up to their motto :
The 7th Infantry Brigade under which the 2nd Rajput had faught was commanded by Brigadier JP Dalvi. Brig Dalvi wrote an authentic but moving account of the 1962 war in his 'Himalayan Blunder'.
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