( Such was the charm of Nehru...)
Never in life had Nehru begged even a penny from someone. But he was compelled to beg to America for some Jets and ammunition in 1962 when the Chinese advance magnified. The Kennedy Government refused to do so citing the Cuban crisis. It was a heart break!
Never in life had Nehru begged even a penny from someone. But he was compelled to beg to America for some Jets and ammunition in 1962 when the Chinese advance magnified. The Kennedy Government refused to do so citing the Cuban crisis. It was a heart break!
India lost the 1962 war badly…mostly due to inexperience and
lack of resources. It is evident from Time magazine’s comment on the war, “ In
this war, India needs all most everything, except courage.” At last, China
declared a unilateral ceasefire and occupied the Aksai Chin. Yet another
heartbreak.
Nehru was against the election of her daughter Indira as the
Congress president . An over ambitious Indira stood against her father,
opposing one of the finest diplomats of the world, on a petty issue of a
communist Kerala Govt. This heart break was final.
Nehru lived his youth like a Prince of the City and spent
his prime fighting for his motherland and romancing vicereines. After independence, he left no stone
unturned to secure her future…..but in his final days, Nehru was just a
betrayed old man. The charming bachelor of the Court of Inns, whose friend
circle, which included the likes of Einstein and Shaw, was a matter of envy for
many a Euoropian princes, was now a lone warrior whose had lost the last battle
of his life.
The dejected Nehru retired to Kashmir, the land written on
his heart. But even the temptress which the vale was, could not seduce his
weary soul this time. Nehru died in May 1964, the month he returned from
Kashmir, as if it was Kashmir which was making him live.
It was only when India lost Nehru, that his importance was
fully recognized. India was an orphan…literally. There was no visible
leadership. And Indira…? Who wanted a dictator for a country so nascent. An
untested petite man, who earlier had resigned from his post of Railways Minister
was made the Prime Minister. His name was Lal Bahadur Shashtri.
But India’s loss was someone else’s gain. Any problems
guessing whose?
Julfikar Ali Bhutto, the foreign minister of Pakistan, had
some plans in mind. He went to Ayub Khan, the then dictator President of
Pakistan, and proposed his plan. The liberal dictator, who actually introduced capitalist
economic reforms in Pakistan, got tense on hearing the plan. Eyes still on the
file, he asked Bhutto, “ Is it even fair? ”
“ Everything is fair in Kashmir and war”, replied Bhutto, a
feline smile on his face.
Yes it was a fair deal. India had lost a full scale war only
two years ago. Her morale was down and the only man who could raise it, was
gone. Pakistan armour was beaming with the new Patton tanks supplied by America
and airforce was boasting of the state of the art Sabre jets, one of the most
dreaded jets of that time. India had only the old British Folland Gnats and a diminished
rusty armour.
Moreover, it was now or never for Pakistan. However dejected
Nehru had been, he had not lost his zeal to strengthen his country. It was the
time when India’s relations with the Soviet Union were growing sound. The
purchase of arms was going on. So if Pakistan was to conquer Kashmir, it was to
be done immediately.
The operation was codenamed operation Gibraltor and was
designed to rip Kashimr apart from India, and that too, from within.
But it backfired....yet again.
Next time... :)
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