is delightful undoubtedly! Desipite my discontent, almost
anguish, the moment I view this 'Imperial city' I am
elated considerably. For where else could one be conscious
of the fact that much tremendous work is being carried
on—work calculated to bring a new life, new vigour.
Beds of bonny flowers washed in dew, mountains on whose
barren breast the labouring clouds do often rest, shallow
brooks and rivers wide, meadows trim, and whispering
winds, all these are delights! But they offer but solace
to me. These sonnets sung by Dame Nature are without
doubt sweet. But I have to look into other matters.
Sweat I should, for having dedicated myself to the noble
task of building up a New India, I should not rest on
my oars. No! When I wanted a rest and a holiday, my
colleagues ought to have reminded me of this sacred
duty! But somehow they never thought in that way. In
fact they were all very anxious that I should take a
holiday. And when I returned to Delhi, I found a sort
of cold welcome! For there was a welcome! Palam presented
the the usual welcome! But I found a lack of warmth.
I wish my impression to be wrong.
There was the usual Namasthes—handshakes—how do you
do's —but I noticed absence of something—I term it warmth!
I don't know the reason why there was a lot of formality
and a complete absence of that 'touch' — that warmth!
Perhaps there were some who thought, that I need not
have broken my holiday just for a cabinet meeting! Possibly
they thought that, I could have allowed one or two cabinet
meetings without my presence. I would be immensely pleased
if somebody were to disprove my analysis and conclusion.
How could anybody expect me to be enjoying a holiday,
when all around I find events and incidents that call
for deep consideration and careful analysis. Are not
some of your colleagues capable of handling situations?
— some are prone to ask. The point is, not whether some
of them are capable or not of handling such situations,
but the point is this —what am I for, if I am not on
the spot to handle these situations. I have not become
defunct— No — that can never happen. And it is exactly
because, of the fact, that there are some who feel in
that way, that I cut short my holiday and hastened from
Kulu to preside over the Cabinet meeting.
"Panditji! You look fresh — refreshed" — my
friends exclaimed and I thanked them. Had to, you know!
Common courtesy demands such sweet nothings.
I had to forthwith issue my comments on various, national
and international problems, ranging from the emergence
of De Gaulle to power to the debacle at Deviculam. And
I am sure, that some of those who were a bit dejected
by the defeat at Deviculam, found my statement lifting
And Deviculam was followed up by another defeat-Gurgaon.
Well, that worries me a bit — but I should not allow
others to get worried. These are small matters, when
compared with the stupendous work carried on by us.
The face of this ancient country of ours is being changed.
I know that even some of my colleagues chuckle when
I mention about this. They are interested in the administrative
set up — they seem not to have caught the idealism underlying
these tremendous changes. Well, one can't blame them
all —all cannot be imbued with the spirit of idealism.
And when I say that I do not mean that I am not interested
in the administrative side at all. In fact, even during
my holiday at Kulu, I was in constant touch with even
the routine side. And that portion to which I could
not pay my immediate attention, had to wait. I have
to look into that. So I can't rush back to resume my
holiday—I have to stay for sometime at Delhi take decisions
and then discuss about them with my colleagues — for
they would be naturally interested in discussions. Such
discussions, sometimes cloud the issues, but since,
decisions are already taken, there is nothing wrong
in having delightful discussions. If one is not able
to take decisions, before or after discussions, (before,
better) then how could he ever claim to be the leader.
Some of the foreigners bookish I should call them; though
I do not decry books — think that, that is not democracy.
May be. But that depends upon the kind of democracy
you are building up. Bharath is engaged in the superb
task of getting the best out of democracy — applying
standards and methods peculiarly her own. There is no
meaning is simply swearing by certain theories, or slogans
— though one cannot give up theories altogether. And
slogans are useful in their own way.
But I find, a sort of hackneyed mind — among even Congress
For instance, as soon as I arrived at Delhi, some of
them began pestering me about this Punjab affair — as
if that is the most important affair on hand.
We, who are engaged in building up a new Bharath — I
would say Nav Bharath — for these Hindi fanatics would
like me to use 'Nav' — we should not attach too much
of importance to petty problems.
Corruption and Mal-adiminstration are bad. None doubts
that. And none should encourage that either. But to
think that one should, forget all other problems, just
for solving this one, is something that appeals, not
But some of my friends, began a tirade against this
Kairon affair. Well, there are charges — some of them
grave, ugly, but what to do — both the wings happen
to be part of the Congress. One should not hasten in
such matters. Compromise, is not after all reactionary
politics. Hence, I have very strongly advised them to
munch their sorrow, and allow Kairon to seek a confidence
This is neither fair nor conducive to the growth of
a good standard — argue some. I do not find fault with
their argument. I even appreciate their out-spokenness.
But they should not rush on.
"Panditji! Much strong charges were levelled against
Kairon" — they remind me. As if I have forgotten!
I know — I know — but the fact is, I do not know, what
future is in store for the Congress in Punjob, if I
follow the advice offered, and hasten to unseat Kairon!
One should be sure of the future.
True, corruption and mal-administration should not be
allowed to exist, flourish and continue — but equally
important is the other factor, we should not take action
that would flare up antagonism to the Congress in power.
Is it necessary for these people to tell me about these
abuses? I have spoken very strongly—but then I had to
finally advise the critics, to be patient. Did I not
say that loose talk about the weakness that has crept
in the Congress is futile and useless?
"Panditji! You are paradoxical!" — some of
my friends remark. I do not deny. In fact I have written
on that subject myself. But these paradoxes are to be
found in plenty all around us. The other day, I had
the pleasure of meeting the King of Nepal — and the
Queen! They are on their way to Russia! Paradoxical!!
But such paradoxes have become necessary. Why for the
matter of that my holiday — and the way I have rushed
back to work, that too in a way is a paradox.
But should I, for the sake of being logical, allow my
holiday to be misconstrued. Already there are foreign
journalists drawing dirty lessons! I had to be a bit
"Alright Sir! I am a mere leader by accident"
said I. It ought to have chilled that journalist to
If I were to continue my holiday, all sorts of interpretations
would be cooked up.
If my holiday is lengthened, and the routine is carried
on without any shock or strain, then perhaps there might
arise one or two impudent men to ask me, "Well!
Panditji! Since things are running smoothly, why not
retire and allow others to bear the burden."
It is a dangerous habit of mind, and one should not
allow it to grow. Hence my decision to postpone the
continuation of my holiday. Remain I shall in Delhi,
and in work find strength and solace, for when I am
holidaying, I have to bear more troublesome burdens—anxiety
above all. So I shall remain at the capital, and those
who are desirous of hearing about the beauty that is
Kulu, could approach me — for I am now fully equipped
with a knowledge about the charm of Kulu.
What is this life if, full of care
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to see, when woods we pass
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass!
The poet is enthusiastic — but he is cautious also.
Stand and Stare says the poet—he does not say, Stay
and Stare! I have had my delights, but once at Delhi,
I realise that there is no greater delight than duty!