An image can be a ticket to power or a political trap.
Atal Bihari Vajpayee’s enigmatic image made him a
Prime Minister for eight years. Lal Krishna Advani’s
established image may not help him emulate Vajpayee’s
example. Is Advani’s just released autobiography (My
Country, My Life) going to supply an antidote to his supposedly
alliance-unfriendly image?
Vajpayee has been “the right man in the wrong party”
to parties and politicians that wanted to ally with him
or the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) and save their secular
identity as well. As a BJP ideologue and probably much of
the “parivar” (the far right “family”)
saw him, he was a “mukota” (mask) that helped
him cobble a coalition with a parliamentary majority.
Advani, on the other hand, has not had such a fuzzy image
to win him fair-weather friends. His has been a fixed identity
of far-right firmness. If the media has called him “a
Hindutva hardliner”, former BJP president Venkaiah
Naidu gave him the title of Louha Purush (Iron Man) and
the other party titan the less intimidating label of Vikas
Purush (Development Man).
Over the past couple of years, however, Advani has been
engaged in more and more image makeover attempts. For sometime,
it seemed, the “Hindutva warrior” was trying
to become another Vajpayee. He followed some deft moves
designed to assure the far right that he had not deserted
them. Currently, after his designation by the BJP as the
Prime Minister-in-waiting, he seemed determined again to
sport the halo of Vajpayee, now reportedly too poor in health
to stage a political return.
Some otherwise astute observers assumed that the autobiography
was part of this attempt. A prominent television anchor,
in fact, asked Advani in an interview if this was not so.
The leader did not deny his directly, though he deprecated
the “obsession in a section of the media” with
the issue.
This made the columnist not a little curious. Had Advani
gone and done it at last? Had the man, whom one had seen
wait at an airport reading American pulp fiction instead
of a politically more correct Indian epic or a volume of
Vajpayee’s poetry, decided to reveal his real self
and not to pursue his politics of communal mobilisation
between the covers of his autobiography? Had he shed his
ideological baggage as too heavy to carry at the hustings
as leader of the National Democratic Alliance (NDA), including
parties that want a Vajpayee-type coalition and their share
of minority votes as well?
This and a hundred other questions made this columnist
buy the book with his hard-earned money. Alas, I was short-changed.
The autobiography, however, failed to reveal a startlingly
new Advani. The attempt it represented was, actually, exactly
the opposite of what some experts had expected.
Advani does not avoid the controversy over his tribute
to Mohammad Ali Jinnah on Pakistan’s soil, which culminated
in his resignation from the BJP’s presidentship in
December 2005. “I have no regrets”, proclaims
the chapter heading but what he has done over pages and
pages on the worst trauma of his political life is to try
and make abject amends. Says he: “I had only quoted
from a largely-forgotten speech of Jinnah...I had done so
after formally inaugurating, at the request of the Pakistan
government, a project for the restoration of the Katas Raj
temples...it was the first Hindu temple ever to be restored
after the creation of Pakistan. I felt sad that some in
my own ideological fraternity had failed to appreciate the
significance of this event.”
The defence of the tribute to Jinnah as a trade-off for
temple restoration comes as a fitting climax to the story
of someone who had started off as a member of the Rashtriya
Swayamsevak Sangh (RSS), the patriarch of the “parivar”,
at the age of 14 and claims to have never faltered in his
far right beliefs.
Advani has also been at pains to stress his differences
with Vajpayee, even while paying fulsome tribute to the
former prime minister. The two examples of “significant
difference” cited in the book are obviously intended
as tributes to Advani’s own record as a “Hindutva
hardliner”. Says he:”He (Vajpayee) had some
reservations about the BJP getting directly associated with
the Ayodhya movement (which led to the infamous demolition
of the Babri Masjid). But being a thorough democrat by conviction
and temperament, and always willing to respect the consensus
among colleagues, Atalji accepted the collective decision
of the party.”
“The second instance”, he adds, “pertains
to the time when communal violence broke out in Gujarat...the
Gujarat government, and in particular, Chief Minister Narendra
Modi attracted severe condemnation...the demand for Modi’s
resignation raised by the opposition parties had reached
a crescendo. Some people within the BJP and the ruling NDA
coalition also had begun to think that Modi should be asked
to quit. However, my view on this matter was totally different.”
As for Vajpayee, Advani recalls: “I knew he favoured
Modi’s resignation. And he knew that I disfavoured
it.” At one point, during discussions on the issue,
Vajpayee reportedly said:? “Kam se kam isteefa ka
offer to karte” (Modi should have at least offered
to resign). Advani’s admiration for Modi comes alive
in the description of a subsequent BJP national executive
meeting (April 2002) where the Chief Minister said: “...I
take responsibility for what has happened in my state. I
am ready to tender my resignation.”
In Advani’s ecstatic words: “The moment Modi
said that, the meeting hall reverberated with thunderous
response from the hundred-odd members of the party’s
top decision-making body and special invitees: ‘Isteefa
mat do, isteefa mat do!’ (don’t resign, don’t
resign) I then separately ascertained the views of senior
leaders of the party on this matter. Each one of them, without
exception, said, ‘No, he must not resign’. Some,
like the late Pramod Mahajan (subsequently murdered, allegedly
by his brother), were more emphatic. ‘Savaal hi nahin
uth-ta’ (the question of his quitting simply does
not arise)”.
Advani does not specify that Vajpayee fell in line again,
but has indicated in the book promotion interviews that
Modi, in his view, must be the party’s next prime
minister-in-waiting.
Advani also speaks, if only indirectly, of a more serious
difference with Vajpayee. After talking of his visit to
Washington as India’s Home Minister in January 2002
and taking credit for demanding US assistance in getting
“global terrorist” Dawood Ibrahim deported to
India from Pakistan, Advani says he “started facing
hurdles” in this regard on his return.
“When (Colin) Powell came to India, I was unpleasantly
surprised to know that I was not among the Indian officials
meeting him. The PMO’s (Prime Minister’s Office)
explanation, from what I gathered, was that since I had
met the US Secretary of State only ten days earlier in Washington,
there was no need for me to meet him again. It bewildered
me.” This is widely seen as an allusion to the role
of then National Security Advisor Brajesh Mishra, considered
close to Vajpayee.
The future Prime Minister’s Office, the book suggests,
will play a very different role on issues similar to Ayodhya,
Gujarat, or “global terror”, if the shadow prime
minister’s status acquires official substance. Advani’s
autobiography should sound an alarm.