Major Gaurav Arya Writes An Open
Letter To Prime Minister Narendra Modi
To,
Sri. Narendra Modi
Prime Minister, Republic of India
7, Lok Kalyan Marg
New Delhi
Respected Pradhan Mantri ji,
As I write these lines, I am fully
aware that you may never read them. Also, I have nothing new to say. You have
the nation’s intelligence services at your beck and call. The Director
Intelligence Bureau briefs you every day. The Secretary R&AW awaits your
command. The NSA is on speed dial. A phone call with the three Service Chiefs
along with ISRO, and you have access to the kind of information daily, that all
the news channels of India combined, will not have in a lifetime.
At the snap of your fingers, India
can launch a nuclear strike from the unknown depths of the oceans. Or, you can
send flowers of peace to an adversary. What you do is your decision. But as an
American author once said about India’s missile program… Agni does not mean
Chrysanthemum. It means fire. Dr. Kalam knew exactly what he was building.
So, what can a former junior army
officer tell you that you don’t already know? Absolutely nothing. But it is
this very insignificance of mine that makes this letter different. I see dark clouds above and difficult times ahead. I seek
your intervention.
And this is why I say this.
To our East, Xi Jinping has probably
been crowned Emperor of China, even if they still call him President. They say
that he will rule till he breathes, with all the power of the Party, Politburo
and the PLA concentrated in his hands. This simply means a far more aggressive
China led by a man who, in real terms, is not accountable to anyone. While we
are still figuring out how to respond, China’s encirclement of India is
complete. From bases in South China Sea to the 99-year lease of the Hambantota
Port, from PLA warships in Gwadar to the One Belt One Road (OBOR) initiative,
we are hopelessly surrounded.
To our West, we are dealing with a
rouge nuclear-armed army that actually owns a nation of 200 million luckless
souls. This army is not accountable to anyone. In 1999, it launched an attack
on Kargil, without so much as informing its own Prime Minister. In 1965, it did
not deem it necessary to inform its own sister services, the Pakistan Air force
and Pakistan Navy that it had launched Operation Gibralter and attacked India
in Kashmir. Both the Pakistan Naval and Air Chiefs suspected something was
wrong, but their worst fears came true when they heard Madam Noor Jehan singing
patriotic songs on radio. That, in Pakistan, usually means war. Or a coup.
Pakistan will supposedly issue,
though some say it already has, tens of millions of long-term visas to Chinese
nationals to settle in Balochistan for the China Pakistan Economic Corridor
projects. According to the Federation of Pakistan Chambers of Commerce and
Industry (FPCCI), by 2048 the majority population of Balochistan will be
Chinese. Mandarin is already being taught to Pakistani children, not that they
were learning anything useful earlier…and the Yuan will soon be legal tender in
Pakistan.
Earlier we had China to the East and
Pakistan to the West. We now have China to the East and China to the West. The
dragon is moving its tail.
Closer home, there is massive
radicalization in Kashmir. From the pulpit of mosques to social media accounts,
the Valley is turning Wahhabi with a fierceness not seen earlier. ISIS flags
are waved at funerals and clashes.
Sheldon has started writing in
Kashmiri.
It is important that an urgent
narrative around Kashmir is created and pushed. There are a lot of fence
sitters in Kashmir. They overtly support the terrorists, but privately hate
them. Such is the cost of living in Kashmir. We must give these fence sitters a
story; a narrative so powerful and true that it blows away everything in its
path. This narrative exists. It is structured around the truth of the UN
Resolutions of Kashmir, the truth about the Hurriyat, the truth about the
lavish lifestyles of those who scream “azaadi”. Shopping malls, private jets,
luxury hotel stays, foreign holidays in Spain and Malaysia…while the hapless
population is mired in misery, Asiya Andrabi’s son is found in a 5 star resort
in Bangkok, posing for photographs with Hulk Hogan. For the separatists, the
blood of the Kashmiris is a credit card with no limit. Keep swiping. Keep
killing.
Many Kashmiris support the Hurriyat
not because of love or respect, but because Kashmiris have a long history of
supporting whoever they perceive as the victor. Kashmiris see Hurriyat winning
against the Indian state. They don’t care to know or acknowledge that the
Hurriyat exists because the Indian Constitution allows space for dissent. Had
Hurriyat tried in Pakistan, a minuscule percentage of what it does in Kashmir,
Geelani would have disappeared and the Mirwaiz would have been found under some
culvert in a very small gunny sack. In Kashmir there is a very fine, almost
invisible, line between fear and respect. Some say there is no such line at
all. We must understand these nuances.
Geelani and his cohorts are doing a
very fine balancing act. They are indispensible to the Pakistanis and have,
somehow, convinced the Indian government that they speak for the Kashmiri
people. That credibility must be damaged, not just by NIA raids but also in the
heart of the Kashmiri people. This is not difficult to do; the Hurriyat’s
credibility is based on falsehood. All we need is to be constant and consistent
in cracking the mirror, with truth.
India is plagued by many other
challenges. The North East is still simmering. The Left Wing Extremism (LWE) areas,
or the Red Corridor, are perhaps India’s greatest internal security challenge.
This is a long list. The list will remain long because the people responsible
for shortening of this list are bureaucrats.
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