A brilliant article by Melvin Durai

Melvin Durai is a Winnipeg-based writer and humorist. Born in India and raised in Zambia, he has lived in North America since 1982. Through the Internet, his column is read by thousands of people in more than 90 countries.

THE SHOT HEARD AROUND THE WORLD

In case you missed the news, in case you were sleeping under a rock or just got released from Guantanamo, India won its first-ever individual gold medal at the Beijing Olympics, causing 1.1 billion people to jump up and down with joy, touching off a minor earthquake in California and a major interruption in tech support.

Yes, an Indian man won an Olympic gold medal -- and without all his opponents getting injured. Abhinav Bindra, a 25-year-old from Delhi, won first place in the 10m air rifle event, beating 50 other shooters, including that great Albanian marksman Imer Gudschot.

So excited were members of the Indian Olympic Association, so taken in this moment of high-fives and champagne-popping, that some of them checked the official medal table to see if India had moved past America. No such luck, of course, but that didn't stop Indians from celebrating like it was the greatest Olympic achievement ever. And who can blame them? After all, it was their first individual gold medal since India began competing in the Olympics more than a century ago, back in the days when 'catapulting' was an official sport.

'The drought is over!' screamed one newspaper's headline, causing even more celebration across the land, particularly in the farming community.

It was a shining moment for India on the world's greatest sporting stage. As one Indian politician eloquently put it, 'Abhinav Bindra has shooted us all into glory!'

Almost everyone in India, from the Prime Minister to the church minister, heaped praise on Bindra. Even members of the Indian Astronomers Association, attending a convention in Pune, took a break from the proceedings to applaud the 'shooting star.'

Congratulatory messages poured into India from all over the world. U.S. presidential candidate John McCain, hoping to endear himself to Indian-American voters, sent a congratulatory card that he said was 'from one straight shooter to another.'

Indian legislators debated a motion to celebrate Aug. 11 every year as Gold Medal Day. They voted down a proposal to display Bindra's medal at a national museum in Delhi, amid fears that the building would not be able to handle the millions who would come to view it.

The excitement and celebration may have seemed overblown, but not to Indians. 'People around the world may not know this,' a Chennai man said, 'but we Indians really love gold!'

Bindra's victory, combined with shooter Rajyavardhan Singh Rathore's silver medal at the 2004 Olympics, is expected to increase the popularity of shooting in India, drawing thousands of youngsters to shooting competitions and exhibitions during breaks from cricket.

'We want shooting to be more popular in India,' said sports administrator Baljit Singh, 'but not as popular as it is in America.'

Hoping to match the success of TGC (The Golf Channel) in America, media mogul Rupert Murdoch announced that Indian viewers would soon be treated to TSC (The Shooting Channel). It's expected to feature various shooting competitions from around the world, as well as reruns of the American shows 'Gunsmoke' and 'Have Gun Will Travel.'

Rajesh Patel, who has been hired as a TSC analyst, said Bindra's victory will have a lasting impact in India, even on sports announcing. 'We're not going to say that someone's performance is 'simply wonderful' anymore,' he said. 'We're going to say that it's 'simply Bindraful.''

Schoolchildren for years to come will learn about Bindra, thanks partly to an Indian publisher who has already put out a special alphabet book: 'A is for Abhinav. Abhinav is first name of champion. B is for Bindra. Bindra is surname of champion. C is for Chapati. Chapati is food of champion.'

Bindra has not just earned a lifetime of adulation, he has become India's most eligible bachelor, receiving a flood of marriage proposals. Said his proud mother: 'We have received proposals from North Indians, South Indians, even West Indians.'

Indeed, a Trinidad dairy farmer with a 20-year-old daughter offered 1,000 cows in dowry, but Bindra turned down the offer, saying he doesn't want to milk his fame.

That pleased Indian sports fans, who want Bindra to choose his bride carefully, believing that the country's future Olympic glory rests partly on what type of genes his children inherit. Some are even dreaming of a match between Bindra and badminton star Saina Nehwal, an Olympic quarterfinalist. But that would be folly, according to one Indian scientist, who said, 'If we match a badmintoner with a shooter, we might end up with a badshooter.'

Bharat Mata Ki Jai

Today is a great day for Indian sport. Two Olympic medals in a single day. And with Abhinav Bindra's Gold, history has been created. Never before in Olympic history has this nation of more than a billion people managed to get three Olympic gold medals. And that too in individual events. Not difficult to imagine given our obsession for the guys in white flannels . or increasingly today, the men in blue.

I got to watch the last couple of rounds of Vijendra's medal winning bout and to be honest, my eyes did glass over. As it had done when the national anthem was playing as the tricolour was lifted behind the podium with Abhinav waiting to be awarded the coveted Olympic Gold! It is truly an emotional moment for every sports loving Indian. Maybe it is time for people to realise that there are other sports in India besides the one played by ten odd nations (counting Kenya, Zimbabwe, et al) with a piece of willow and a five and a half ounce piece of leather. Maybe it is time we looked at, recognised and encouraged all the other millions of people who are trying, against all odds, to become champions of the world.

Just about five weeks away from today, three more Indians will attempt to become world champions. But the shouts of their success and their tears of joy and their overpowering emotion of success will not be shared by anyone, as they will be standing in the solitary wilderness of the high mountains. They will have only themselves to congratulate as their eyes well over and the moment of glory will only have the whispering winds and azure sky as mute witnesses. Three champions who are trying to defy all odds, are going against all known logic, countering good sense, and embarking on a journey to become the best in the whole wide world. Recognition will come to them from the world body that recognises incredible feats of human endeavour - Guinness World Records - but probably not from their own countrymen under whose flag the feat was achieved.

Certificate in hand, the triumphant trio will try and convince people to support their next adventure. Maybe they will succeed, maybe the struggle will continue. After all, adventure sports is not cricket. Neither is it an Olympic sport. There are no spectators to cheer the challengers. There is no television to take the triumph to the masses. But it is a sport nevertheless and these three Indians will be crowned champions of the world.

At the summit of achievement, the three will stand shoulder to shoulder, unfurl the Indian tricolour at 22,000 feet, look up at the sky and sing the national anthem. That is the recognition worth dying for, worth every effort, worth every pain, worth the time spent knocking on closed doors, worth every humiliation attracted in the journey of The Longest Mile for the three Cliff Riders.

Just before descending from the record beating altitude, the triumphant trio will join hands and shout out to the expanse of nothingness - Bharat Mata Ki Jai. And the surrounding mountains will echo the sentiment back to them. Only they will know that they represented the country and have carried the flag for India as world beaters!

Democracy doesn’t win wars

It is coincidental that today, August 15, we celebrate the Independence Day of the world’s largest democracy. It is indeed something to be extremely proud of, our democracy that is. We citizens, each and every one of us, have a voice. We can demand that our voice be heard. There are enough examples in our neighbourhood where this fact is not true. And the democracy we take for granted so easily, is subverted by many governments around the world. Long live India and long live this vibrant democracy.

But sometimes it makes me wonder. This complacency. Do we take freedom for granted. Do we not realise that with freedom comes responsibility? And accountability? Do we not owe something back to this society that comprises each and every one of us? Why do crib and curse the famous ‘system’ and sit back and perpetuate the problem. Why don’t we stand up and do something about it?

But that is another debate and the subject I am dealing with is democracy and its importance in times of crises. Can a democratic set-up win a war? Let us take an example. The enemy is deeply embedded in a hill feature, above us. We are out numbered and the enemy is better equipped. A battalion is entrusted with the responsibility of capturing the hill feature. Let us see democracy at work…

The platoon commander who will lead the assault comes to the battalion commander and requests a meeting who in turn calls his Brigade Commander who asks him to wait for some time. The Brigade Commander radios the Divisional Commander who then confers with his Corps Commander.

(And remember all this is conscientiously minuted, in triplicate, and filed and receipts taken.)

The Army Commander sets up a Committee who meet to discuss the best way forward, the possible alternative methods of attacks that will offer the best chances of success. The Committee publishes a White Paper after three days and sleepless nights (it is war, after all) and sends it to the Cabinet Committee on Security for their approval. They spend another couple of days on the White Paper and finally the Parliamentary Committee on External Affairs tables it in Parliament for approval. Of course, this is after a special session of Parliament is called to debate the issue. Finally, the action is approved and the document containing approval of the assault on the hill is passed down the chain of command to the platoon commander who is waiting for the command to go ahead. But then, by this time, the enemy has run over the post and a new set of battle plans have to drawn up and sent to Parliament for approval.

This is an exaggerated example but isn’t this pretty much how to democratically fight a war? I am convinced that there is a need for democracy and that is what binds us citizens together. But at the same time, in times of crises, there is need for a strong hand, an iron will, nerves of steel, a time for split second decisions and the orders better be obeyed, or else there could be hell to pay. A war is won by a dictator. And the dictator is the person in charge on the frontline. The man who is leading his men to their death … or glory.

Democracy does not and can not win a war. Democracy comes into play after the battle has been won. When democrats, bureaucrats, politicians, citizens, come forward to pay respects to the martyrs and to rejoice the gallant soldiers. Till then, we need a dictator to win the war.

Are we in the middle of a crisis? Is our great country being compromised due to the democracy we hold so dear? Is it time to take some steps to stem the rot that is setting in before it is too late? Was it necessary for the trouble in Kashmir over the Amarnath issue growing out of hand? No, say many. Can the Kashmir extremism be wiped out? In about two months, I have heard people say who have the means to do it. Problems based on religious lines, education issues, sporting issues, et al. Many of these are examples of democracy gone sour. We the people need to stand up and ensure that the greatness of our country that has endured for thousands of years is not compromised.

Let us remember that when we are at war, it is not democracy that we need. Jai Hind.

Remembering the brave soldiers of war!

If you worship your Bollywood star or a cricketing idol, you are requested to spare a thought for all those people who possibly deserve it a lot more. Salute them for their sacrifices. They give their today for our tomorrow. These are a few faces that are no more. They laid down their lives on the heights of Kargil to protect the sovereignty of our country against the enemy. Go through this mail and shed a tear for the martyrs who are lost from our collective memories. Read the letter from Capt Vijyant Thapar ... maybe for a brief moment in time, your eyes will moist. This is for all those brave warriors who fought in Kargil and an appeal to all of us who sleep better today and yet do not even remember who to thank - do not forget our heroes!

"WE RECAPTURED OUR LAST HILL FROM PAKISTAN BUT WE LOST OUR MOST VALUABLE, GREAT WARRIORS, BRAVE BROTHERS .TODAY IT'S TIME TO REMEMBER THEM" KARGIL'S FIRST HERO Lt. Saurabh Kalia Officers and jawans from the 2nd Rajputana Rifles pray before going into battle to get back Totoling Top. Behind the jawan in the foreground (with a 5.56mm INSAS rifle) is Capt Vijyant Thapar http://www.captainvijyantthapar.com. His face is partly hidden and is seen sporting a beard. Capt Thapar laid down his life in the capture of Totoling Top and was awarded the Vir Chakra posthumously for his valour. Capt.Vijayant Thapar (Robin) He laid down his life for our tomorrow. He was 22!!! His Last Letter to his parents Moments before the final assault Capt. Vijyant Thapar (Robin) left this letter at the war front base, to be handed over to his family. And after that he came back home with the tri colour draped on his coffin. Jawans from the 2nd Rajputana Rifles, remember their 23 comrades who fell in the decisive battle for the Tololing Top. The battalion earned four Maha Vir Chakras, one of India 's highest medals for gallantry, three of them being awarded posthumously. Captain (Dr) Rajshree Gupta, Army Medical Corps (AMC), salutes the tricolour-draped coffin of her husband, Major Vivek Gupta of the 2nd Rajputana Rifles, who died fighting the enemies. It is truly an honour to belong to this glorious bunch of people - the Indian soldier. Largely forgotten by the very people they defend, and often when remembered, converted to a spectacle to gain selfish mileage for them who do not not even begin to understand the term - SOLDIER. If I ever get the power, I will ensure that every citizen of the country does his or her tour of duty. Only then will we begin to appreciate the independence that has been gained, preserved and protected at such great cost and loss of human capital. Till that day I urge every Indian citizen to at least pay respects to these heroes and dip their heads in obeisance. JAIHIND!!!