Hindu-Baiting New York Times

05.04.06 | 30 Comments | Filed Under Indian Politics, Media Watch

I rarely read the NYT and when I opened it more out of curiosity than anything else, what do I see splashed on the front page today yesterday?

Film Ignites the Wrath of Hindu Fundamentalists
India has made headlines as an emerging superpower, a land of high-tech multimillionaires and a vast new market for American goods. But there is another India too, and it is not just the one of villages and ox carts that has always been best known in the West.

Lisa Ray plays a widow forced into prostitution in Deepa Mehta’s “Water,” about the degradation of Hindu widows in India in the 1930’s. The film has sparked protests.

This is the disturbing India of the Hindu widow, a woman traditionally shunned as bad luck and forced to live in destitution on the edge of society. Her husband’s death is considered her fault, and she has to shave her head, shun hot food and sweets and never remarry. In the pre-independence India of the 1930’s, the tradition applied even to child brides of 5 or 6 who had been betrothed for the future by their families but had never laid eyes on their husbands.

“Hindu Fundamentalists” indeed. I won’t go over the columnist’s irresponsible usage of terminology about a phenomenon she has not understood: I’ve done it elsewhere. So, first things first.

The columnist goes whatever her credentials, is absolutely unqualified to speak on a subject she knows so little about. She betrays her ignorance in these lines:

The sorrowful film is nonetheless a triumph of conscience over blind faith, and a powerful message about how much, and how little, has changed in India.

What blind faith is she talking about? About the prohibition on widow remarriage? And that it is always the “society’s” fault? And that by implication, Hindu society is–gosh!–sooooo primitive? Such cruelty! Barbarism! How about looking at it from the actual widow’s perspective. I’ll let S Gurumurthy speak. This is from an interview that Rediff carried about 6 years ago when Her Holiness Deepa Mehta was shooting the film in Benares. He says this about traditional Hindu widows:

I look at it from an entirely different point of view. I see a weak society and a sick mind combined together to produce something of this kind. Their first production showed that Indian women are sex starved and so they seek relief in lesbianism. How many Indian women do this?… I will tell you, Sarada mata, after becoming a widow, went to Brindavan and said that the Brindavan widows are an example and illustration to her. See how Sarada mata looks at them and how Deepa Mehta views these widows. It is the difference between Yudhishtira and Duryodhana.

In the Mahabharata, Krishna asks Duryodhana to find one good man and he also asks Yudhishtira to find one bad man. Both of them come back in the evening and report to Krishna. What happened was Yudhishitira could not find one bad man and Duryodhana could not find one good man. Yudhishtira saw at least one good trait in all men and Duryodhana saw at least one bad trait in every man he met.

Sarada mata saw goodness in 98 per cent of the widows and Deepa Mehta sees only the two per cent or five per cent who are fallen. And these women would be fallen in any case, whether they are widows or unmarried or married.

Every widow who is already hurt in life will feel humiliated if she sees this film. She may feel, she will also be looked at like that. Take for instance, a film on airhostesses. If the airhostess is portrayed as a woman having extra marital affairs in the film, will not honorable air hostesses feel hurt? Are you not hurting a particular segment?

THIS is the problem with coconuts–to borrow Richard Crasta’s delightful term for pseudo-westernized Indians like Mehta–who stoop to any antics to impress the White skin by painting their own culture black. Add to this a dash of their message of social reform and liberation and you have a hideous caricature that defies description. On the contrary, this actually aptly describes the likes of Deepa Mehta. Deepa Mehta is no social reformer or maker of meaningful cinema but a crass opportunist who is out to earn fast money by misrepresenting a culture she is ashamed to belong to. Unable to counter genuine criticism by people like Gurumurthy, she takes refuge in pompous statements like:

“I think it’s slightly naïve for me to think that films make a difference,” Ms. Mehta, the director, said in a telephone interview from Toronto…

I’m tempted to ask: then what do you make them for? To express your creativity by hurting people’s sensitivities? If Mehta is this fortright in taking up social causes, why doesn’t she focus on the plight of women under Islam? She’d be bombed out of her senses before she knows it’s happened to her. But denigrating Hinduism is she knows, both a tried and safe route to riches and international critical acclaim. The jury, bless them, who awarded her for the soft-porn film, Fire can only be compared to a jury of the blind who award the one-eyed person. Plus there’s also the ever-dependable ally for her in both the secular Indian media and the Hindu-hostile international media to lambast any criticism: blame it on the Hindu Fundamentalists.

“In retrospect,” Ms. Mehta said in a director’s statement that accompanies the release of the film, ” ‘Water’ reflected what was taking place in India in some form or other: the rise of Hindu fundamentalism and high intolerance for anything or anybody that viewed it with skepticism. Therefore, we were a soft and highly visible target.”

Right. You portray the majority of Hindu widows as sex-starved nymphets and when they protest, you label that intolerance. It is also interesting how Deepa Mehta traces the “inspiration” for this trash.

Ms. Mehta said she got the idea for “Water” a decade ago, when she was in Varanasi directing a one-hour television episode of “The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles” for George Lucas. One morning on the ghats she was horrified to see a widow scampering on all fours searching for her glasses. When the widow couldn’t find them, she sat down on her haunches to cry, completely ignored by the people around her.

“It wasn’t shock, but I felt totally ignorant,” said Ms. Mehta, whose father was a film distributor in the Indian city of Amritsar and graduated from the University of New Delhi. “Where the hell had I been?” Her own grandmother was a widow, but “she ruled the house,” Ms. Mehta said. “She was the matriarch.”

Now, that’s how classics are inspired! You take one rotten apple from a crate and then conclude that all apples in the crate are rotten. By the same reasoning, I can simply conclude based on Bill Clinton’s episode, that all American men are habitual philanderers and make a movie on the subject.

Lastly, there’s also something to be said about the reportage slant in the New York Times. For this is not the first time it has carried Hindu-bashing articles nor will it be the last. I suspect it hires trolls writers for this unstated purpose of India/Hindu-bashing: Pankaj Mishra comes to mind first followed by Somini Sengupta. And now, this item, which qualifies as a “news report” but that really is a veneer. In some places, the reporter takes open swipes at Hinduism:

This is the disturbing India of the Hindu widow, a woman traditionally shunned as bad luck and forced to live in destitution on the edge of society. Her husband’s death is considered her fault, and she has to shave her head, shun hot food and sweets and never remarry

The sorrowful film is nonetheless a triumph of conscience over blind faith, and a powerful message about how much, and how little, has changed in India.

Shakuntula, who begins to question a Hindu faith that subjects women who have lost husbands to such degrading lives, and Kalyani, a beautiful young widow who has been forced into prostitution by the head of the widow house.

Today there are about 33 million widows in India, according to the 2001 census, and many in the rural areas are still treated like the outcasts in the film.

So all these 33 million Indian widows are either sex-starved or are whores or both. Funny we in India never realized all this. It really took Deepa Mehta–and the West–to open our eyes to see this disturbing fact of Indian life. As to the condescending remark on “how little has changed in India,” we don’t need you to tell it, NYT. We’re pretty adept at managing our problems. Look instead at your own “changed, modern, progressive” society and try and spare some time for introspection before you embark on the next round of hedonism.

At a deeper level, this is exactly our problem: that we let people like Mehta and rags like NYT get away with such open denigration.

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