An article by David Frawley..American Institute of Vedic Sciences

A very thought provoking article where the writer seems to have got hold of the root causes of what ails our society and country….spot on!!!

By Dr. David Frawley, (American Institute of Vedic Studies, New Mexico, U..S.A.)

A defeatist tendency exists in the psyche of modern Indians perhaps unparalleled in any other country today. An inner conflict bordering on a civil war rages in the minds of the country’s elite. The main effort of its cultural leaders appears to be to pull the country down or remake it in a foreign image, as if little Indian and certainly nothing Hindu was worthy of preserving or even reforming.

The elite of India suffers from a fundamental alienation from the traditions and culture of the land that would not be less poignant had they been born and raised in a hostile country. The ruling elite appears to be little more than a native incarnation of the old colonial rulers who haughtily lived in their separate cantonments, neither mingling with the people nor seeking to understand their customs. This new English-speaking aristocracy prides itself in being disconnected from the very soil and people that gave it birth.

There is probably no other country where It has become a national pastime among its educated class to denigrate its own culture and history, however great that has been over the many millennia of its existence. When great archaeological discoveries of India’s past are found, for example, they are not a subject for national pride but are ridiculed as an exaggeration, if not an invention, as if they represent only the imagination of backward chauvinistic elements within the culture.

There is probably no other country where the majority religion, however enlightened, mystical or spiritual, is ridiculed, while minority religions, however fundamentalist or even militant, are doted upon. The majority religion and its institutions are taxed and regulated while minority religions receive tax benefits and have no regulation or even monitoring. While the majority religion is carefully monitored and limited as to what it can teach, minority religions can teach what they want, even if anti-national or backward in nature. Books are banned that offend minority religious sentiments but praised if they cast insults on majority beliefs.

There is probably no other country where
regional, caste and family loyalties are more important than the national interest, even among those who claim to be democratic, socialist or caste reformers. Political parties exist not to promote a national agenda but to sustain one region or group of people in the country at the expense of the whole. Each group wants as big a piece of the national pie as it can get, not realizing that the advantages it gains mean deprivation for other groups. Yet when those who were previously deprived gain power, they too seek the same unequal advantages that causes further inequality and discontent.

India’s affirmative action code is by far the most extreme in the world, trying to raise up certain segments of the population regardless of merit, and prevent others from gaining positions however qualified they may be. In the guise of removing caste, a new castism has arisen where one’s caste is more important than one’s qualifications either in gaining entrance into a school or in finding a job when one graduates. Anti-Brahminism has often become the most virulent form of castist thinking. People view the government not as their own creation but as a welfare state from which they should take the maximum personal benefit, regardless of the consequences for the country as a whole.

Outside people need not pull Indians down –
Indians are already quite busy keeping any of their people and the country as a whole from rising up. They would rather see their neighbors or the nation fail if they are not given the top position. It is only outside of India that Indians succeed, often remarkably well, because their native talents are not stifled by the dominant cultural self-negativity and rabid divisiveness that exists in the country today.

Political parties in India see gaining power as a means of amassing personal wealth and robbing the nation. Political leaders include gangsters, charlatans and buffoons who would stop short at nothing to gain power for themselves and their coteries. Even so-called modern or liberal parties resemble more the courts of kings, where personal loyalty is more important than any democratic participation. Once they gain power politicians routinely do little but cheat the people for their own advantage. Even honest politicians find that they cannot function without some deference to the more numerous corrupt leaders who often have a stranglehold on the bureaucracy.

Politicians divide the country into warring vote banks and place one community against another. They offer favors to communities, like bribes to make sure that they are elected, or stay in power. They campaign on slogans that appeal to community fears and suspicions rather than create any national consensus or harmony.They hold power based upon blame and hatred rather than on any positive programs for social change. They inflame the uneducated masses with propaganda rather than work to make people aware of real social problems like overpopulation, poor infrastructure or lack of education.

Should a decent government come to power the opposition pursues pulling it down as its main goal, so that they can gain power for themselves. The idea of a constructive or supportive opposition is hard to find. The goal is to gain power for oneself and to not allow anyone else to succeed.

To further their ambitions, Indian politicians will manipulate the foreign press to denigrate their opponents, even if it means spreading lies and rumors and making the country an anathema in the eyes of the outside world. Petty conflicts in India are blown out of proportion in the foreign media, not by foreign journalists but by Indians seeking to use the media to score points against their own opponents in the country. The Indians who are responsible for the news of India in the foreign press spread venom and distortion about their own country, perhaps better than any foreigner who dislikes the culture ever could.

The killing of one Christian missionary becomes a national media event of anti-Christian attacks while the murder of hundreds of Hindus is taken casually without any real importance, as if only the deaths of white-skinned people matter, not the slaughter of the natives. Missionary aggression is extolled as social upliftment, while Hindu efforts at
self-defense against the conversion onslaught are portrayed as rabid
fundamentalism. One Indian journalist even lamented that western armies
would not come to India to chastise the political groups he was opposed to,
as if he was still looking for the colonial powers to save him!

Let us look at the type of leaders that India has had, with it’s Laloo Prasad Yadav (ex CM Bihar), Mulayam Singh Yadav (ex CM UP) or Jayalalita to mention but a few. Such individuals are little more than warlords who surround themselves with sycophants.

Modern Indian politicians appear more like colonial rulers looting their own country, following a divide and rule policy, to keep the people so weak that their power cannot be challenged.

Corruption exists
almost everywhere and bribery is the main way to do business in nearly all fields. India has an entrenched bureaucracy that resists change and stifles development, just out of sheer obstinacy and not wanting to give up any control.

The Congress Party, the oldest in this predominantly Hindu nation, had given its leadership to an Italian Catholic woman simply because as the widow of the last Gandhi prime minister, she carried the family torch, as if family loyalty were still the main basis of political credibility in the country. And such a leader and a party are deemed progressive!

The strange thing is
that India is not a banana republic of recent vintage but one of the oldest and most venerable civilizations in the world. Its culture is not trumpeting a militant and fundamentalist religion trying to conquer the world for the one true faith but represents a vaster and more cosmic vision. India has given birth to the main religions that have dominated East Asia historically, the Hindu, Buddhist, Jain and Sikh, which are noted for tolerance and spirituality.

It has produced Sanskrit, perhaps the world’s greatest language.

It has given us the incredible spiritual systems of Yoga and its great traditions of meditation and self-realization.

As the world looks forward to a more universal model of spirituality and a world view defined by consciousness rather than by religious dogma these traditions are perhaps the most important legacy to draw upon for creating a future enlightened civilization.

The irony is that rather than embracing its own great traditions, the modern Indian psyche prefers to slavishly imitate worn out trends in western intellectual thought like Marxism or even to write apologetics for Christian and Islamic missionary aggression. Though living in India, in proximity to temples, yogis and great festivals, most modern Indian intellectuals are loblivious to the soul of the land. They might as well be living in England or China for all they know of their own country.

“They are isolated in their own alien ideas as if in a tower of iron. If they choose to rediscover India, it is more likely to occur by reading the books of western travelers visiting the country, rather than by their own direct experience of the people around them.”👆👆👆👆👆as recd

My LittleTwins!

The phone rang at 7.48 am. Helen had just entered the house after her daily morning walk and yoga session in the park nearby. This was her routine since the past 35 years and was probably the reason for her svelte and fit figure at 62 yes. She never missed a day unless she was bed ridden , which was not very often.
She had lived alone for 10 years now after her husband passed due to a cardiac arrest and she was determined to keep herself well enough to be independent and non intrusive upon her son’s life.
She heard the phone ringing just as she inserted the key into the lock and rushed to pick up the phone before it went onto the answering machine. It was her son’s voice and she didn’t want to miss the call.
He didn’t call as much now as she would have liked since getting married almost 3 yrs ago. She told herself it was because he was occupied by the new job in NY but heart of hearts she knew it was more due to her unsocial and selfish daughter-in-law.
What John told her on the phone was something that couldn’t knock the smile off her lips for the next 3 days. No leaking kitchen sink, dripping bathroom tap or jammed garage door could ruin her mood.
She sang through all her daily chores, skipped to the nearby supermarket for groceries and whistled noisily through her shower ! She didn’t let anything ruin her days or wipe the smirk from her mouth.
She had become a grandma…of twins he said…Little Anne and Andrew!
She was a grandmother finally!!!! She could scarcely believe it ! She had waited so many years for such news !
Three days later she was driving down the expressway , bag and baggage in tow, all prepared for the 2.5 hours drive to her son’s apartment in the city…it was a lovely one through the countryside which was beautiful this time of year. The mixed hues of rust and yellow tempered with the reds of autumn on the trees that dotted the hills and lined the road cheered her up even more! By the time she drove into the parking bay of her son’s NY building, she was practically leaping off her seat in unison to the hip hop beats emanating off the radio.!! ” Yes I’m happy” , she sang to herself!
She was received by a beaming John who gave her a quick hug and carried her bags to their guest room after switching on the coffee maker. “Why don’t you put your feet up a while while I make you some coffee, mom”!
She realised she actually was tired and sank into the couch even as she expressed her joy and excitement to her son.He listened quietly, amused at her childlike rapture and happy to see her so well and alive!
“When do I get to see my grandchildren”, she asked?
“They’re asleep but we could have a peep”, was the answer.
She practically gulped the delicious aromatic coffee that had a dash of cream just as she liked it. It secretly relieved her to realise that he still remembered that about her. She had thought he had distanced himself enough to forget all that they had shared for years. Her motherly heart always sank at the idea of being forgotten and no longer needed by her only son.
Oh God they were adorable! Golden curls and cherubic faces greeted her as they lay in their cribs! They were wide awake! Anne’s blue eyes were just like her John’s and Andrew’s light brown ones looked suspiciously like their mother Linda’s.
She was too entranced to ask where the mother was, by the way, but soon learned that she had gone into the city for a couple of hrs and would be back soon.
Who cares! She shrugged her shoulders and continued to admire her little Angels while exclaiming “they’re so sweet or so adorable”, every 2 minutes.
All of 5 days and 5hrs old, they already looked so big and alert to her. They were listening intently and staring back at her with bewildered yet wisely eyes.
“So sweet”!!! A voice rang out, slightly tonal, suspiciously mocking, that was not hers. She looked over her left shoulder, expecting to see John and Linda, now back home , making fun of her but the room was empty!
She was alone with the twins as John had stepped out to call out to Linda and inform her that their ‘guest’ had arrived.
Her forehead drew frownlines as she shook her head at her own stupidity.
” So sweet”!! A baby voice called out again, as if to make fun of her , followed by a chuckle.
She looked down at the crib in disbelief! Anne and Andrew were exchanging looks. As she gasped, they turned back to stare wide eyed at her, innocent yet wiley . “Am I crazy! They’re all of 5 days old”, she scolded herself!
“So sweet”, Andrew said again and they both laughed heartily.
Thats when she panicked and stumbled out of the nursery, looking for John and trying to catch a breath as her heart almost stopped beating in her chest.
“John”, she screamed!!!
John and Linda came rushing out of the kitchen on hearing her cry and she practically fell into his arms , acting all crazed and depraved !
” What happened , mom? Are you okay”?
“I..I..I” !!! The words refused to leave her lips and she just stood their clutching him and panting like she had run a marathon!
He shook her hard, trying to get to get her to speak but she just stood there in shock!
“Linda , get some water for mom”, he said as he propelled her towards the couch and set her down gently.
“Mom, calm down and tell me what happened! You’re scaring me ! Talk to me, mom”!!!
No answer could she give.
Just then a voice rang out.


“Its okay, Dad”, said Anne as the twins strolled into the room holding hands and smiling crookedly.
“Grandma and us were just getting to know each other” !