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Is the Supreme Court being saffronised?


Why is the Supreme Court so anxious to make Rahul Gandhi apologise for telling the truth?  What Mr Gandhi said was that “RSS people killed Gandhiji...”  What’s wrong in that statement?  The apex court says that it is “a collective denunciation.” It is. And what’s wrong in that? Wasn’t the RSS opposed to the Mahatma so thoroughly that it wanted to eliminate him? Nathuram Godse, Narayan Apte and Vishnu Karkare who hatched the conspiracy and planned everything meticulously sitting in the Retiring Room number 6 at Old Delhi Railway Station were all RSS people. Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel, Union Home Minister when Gandhi was assassinated, wrote to Prime Minister Nehru that it was a fanatical wing of the Hindu Mahasabha directly under Savarkar that “[hatched] the conspiracy and saw it through.”  Both RSS and the Hindu Mahasabha celebrated Gandhi’s assassination by distributing sweets.

Yes, Rahul Gandhi was absolutely right: it was RSS people who killed Gandhiji.  It was the organisation’s official desire that Godse implemented. Why is the Supreme Court eager to rewrite history?

The people of India had a lot of faith in the apex court. But it seems that under the present regime even the Supreme Court will lose its credibility. That’s a pity. The apex court’s argument that it is only some people of the RSS who killed Gandhi is ludicrous. Such hair-splitting may sound good in the musty corridors walked on by men in black coats. People know the simple truth which needs no hair-splitting.  Or people ought to know it.

If the BJP and even the present RSS wish to rewrite history, it is understandable.  That is politics.  But the Supreme Court should steer clear of such politics. Otherwise the entire nation will be dragged to darkness.  It will do good for the country if the apex court remembers that loss of trust in the judiciary is the greatest disaster that can befall a country. Many lower courts in the country have already betrayed that trust time and again. One would expect the apex court to stand far above petty politics.


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  1. AnonymousJuly 25, 2016 at 9:52 PM

    You're mixing all the facts together, I think. Yes, RSS ideology did killed Gandhi. But no RSS men were involved in it. Nathuram Godse was part of Hindu Mahasabha at that time. While it's true that RSS men wanted Gandhi to die, they were thinking about it. And no action can be taken on what you think. Law applies when you do something.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJuly 26, 2016 at 6:40 AM

      Shortly after releasing Nathuram’s book, Why I Assassinated Mahatma Gandhi, in December 1993, Gopal Godse in an interview with Frontline magazine stated: “All the [Godse] brothers were in the RSS. Nathuram, Dattatreya, myself and Govind. You can say we grew up in the RSS rather than in our home. It was like a family to us. Nathuram had become a baudhik karyavah [intellectual worker] in the RSS. He has said in his statement that he left the RSS. He said it because [Madhav Sadashiv] Golwalkar and the RSS were in a lot of trouble after the murder of Gandhi. But he did not leave the RSS.” [See issue of 28 January 1994]

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