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Sniffing the coke trail Ever since the death of the late Pramod Mahajan’s sec- retary Vivek Moitra and the hospitalisation—and subse- quent arrest on Monday—of his son, Rahul Mahajan, the issue of the liberal use of expensive drugs in high society has come into focus. Though chemical and other substances have been used for mind bending for a long time, it is only in the last decade or so that expen- sive, “designer” drugs have made inroads into India. The Delhi police are certainly to be con- gratulated for the swiftness with which they picked up the drug dealers and peddlers al- legedly involved in supplying narcotics to Rahul Mahajan’s party. It can only mean one of two things—either the police have a ter- rific network of informers or—and this sounds more probable—the cops know about the drug dealers of the city and knew exact- ly where to go. The customers for such drugs are in- evitably the rich, given how expensive they can be. With growing incomes, India is said to be a lucrative market for such drugs and Mumbai and Delhi are where most of the buyers are, giving a lie to the earlier official line that India was only a transit point for the drugs trade. The haul of 200kg of cocaine in Mumbai on Sunday proves that. The Mahajan case has shown that the time for complacency is gone. Young people, even if they are so far limited to the rich and spoilt, have easy access to high-end drugs. But drug abuse is also prevalent among the middle-classes and the poor; indeed, users in these segments suffer even more because they have no recourse to expensive rehab programmes. Increasing drug use across all levels of so- ciety is a fact of life today. Moralistic postur- ing has no practical purpose here. What is needed is a strong campaign to ensure that everyone—especially students and young- sters—realise how dangerous such drugs can be. But most of all, we need effective policing and strict implementation of the law to ensure that dealers are kept off the streets. The alacrity shown in the present case would be commendable if it leads to a crack- down on drug dealers—and users, however rich and powerful they may be. Often, the initial fervour of law and order forces disap- pears once the spotlight is off a high-profile case; it would be a pity if this happens this time round. VIPs must also queue up Our politicians are a peri- patetic lot. And they have the knack of visiting exotic- and cool-locales, especially when the weather here is un- bearably hot. Most often, if not always, it is the tax pay- er who pays for these jun- kets, taken ostensibly to study the experience of other countries, like a team that is heading to Germany in time for the soccer World Cup to look at the stadia. As if that was not bad enough, these VIP travellers, unlike us ordinary citizens, are accustomed to landing in international cities and being whisked through immigration and baggage clearance by dutiful Indian embassy officials. Indeed, in popular destinations such as London and New York, the local Indi- an diplomatic mission becomes a kind of glo- rified travel agency to handle the travel and logistical arrangements of visiting politicos and mandarins. Well, their passage will not be quite so smooth in future. The ministry of external affairs, mindful of the pressures this kind of junketeering puts on diplomats, has intro- duced some sensible restrictions. No more ac- cess to first class lounges, no VIP immigra- tion clearance and certainly no transport and other facilities for all and sundry from now on, especially if they are on private visits. Indian missions will now be required to confine their hospitality and facilitation only to important state visits. The MEA has cor- rectly pointed out that visiting dignitaries, especially those on private jaunts, must look after themselves. This is the practice fol- lowed by most western countries where politicians and bureaucrats are expected to find their own way around unless they are part of a state delegation. The mission has other, more important things to look after, such as promoting India’s interests in a glob- al environment. Handling VIP visits need- lessly takes them away from their job. The prime minister, who handles the MEA, is a man known for his simplicity. Clearly, he has encouraged this much-needed regulation, which, if implemented to its fullest, will not only reduce the burden on our missions but will also go a long way in reducing the bloated sense of self-importance many of our leaders suffer from. It is shocking that in a democrat- ic republic such as India, we still suffer from the VIP syndrome that confers privileges on our “rulers”. A good beginning has been made on how they will be treated abroad; let us hope this egalitarianism becomes normal even at home. Swapan Dasgupta If what took place in Delhi’s 7 Saf- darjung Road last Thursday night had happened a week later, the Bharatiya Janata Party leader- ship would have found no hos- pitable corner of India to hide their faces. According to the cho- reographed script, Rahul Maha- jan was to travel to Assam on June 3 to immerse his father’s ashes in the Brahmaputra. On his return, he would have announced his decision to perpetuate Pramod Mahajan’s legacy and for- mally join the BJP. A day or two later, he would have been appoint- ed a vice-president of the party’s youth wing. Rahul would have been honoured for his greatest as- set—being his father's son. By hosting a small rave party before his initiation, Rahul blew his chances. However, the mist- imed celebrations provided the BJP a small face-saver. At least Sushma Swaraj could claim that the death of Bibek Moitra and the hospitalisation of Rahul was a “family tragedy” that had nothing to do with politics and Atal Bihari Vaj- payee could loftily blame it on “bad com- pany” and youthful indiscretion. The disclaimers are unlikely to wash. The latest misfortune of the Mahajan fami- ly has destroyed the posthumous halo con- ferred on Pramod and brought into the open the decadent under- belly of an organisation that once claimed to be the repository of eth- ical politics. The sordid tale of in- dulgence is not merely an indict- ment of a lifestyle centred on easy, unearned money. It is also an in- dictment of an entire leadership that chose to be either willing par- ticipants or mute spectators to a perversion of public life. There is no question that Pramod had many things going for him. Intelligent, articulate, witty, innovative and, above all, prag- matic, he was among the brightest sparks in the BJP. He fitted into a leadership role almost effortlessly. Unfortunately, all these attributes blended with a ruthless disregard for ethical niceties. Pramod first undertook fund- raising for the party because, as he once explained, “someone had to do the job”. But money de- voured him and became almost an end in itself. He institutionalised a regime of quid pro quo with leading donors on the pragmatic plea that “if you sleep with some- one at night, you can’t treat him as a whore in the morning”. The colourful imagery wasn’t a Pramod original; he was echoing a prominent Mumbai industrial- ist who was gen- erous in his con- tributions to the BJP. The second distortion was triggered by what he called “cadre building”. It involved an elaborate network of private sub- sidies to individuals who were ei- ther fiercely loyal to him person- ally or were deemed useful in the long term. The individual sums involved weren’t necessarily stag- gering—a little help with house- hold expenses here and help with securing an agency there. These were old Congress techniques and Pramod grafted them on to the BJP. This process meant that the party treasury became detached from a private war chest con- trolled by Pramod. It is not that Pramod’s parallel economy was unknown to the BJP leadership. Indeed, many of them gleefully plugged them- selves into the network. Pramod had an uncanny way of identify- ing human weak- nesses and turning these into political opportunities. He was ruthless and un- sparing in his atti- tude towards those who he identified as obstacles in the path of his political ad- vance. Even the top leadership didn’t want to get on his wrong side. He ran what at least two sen- ior BJP leaders have described to me as a “mafia” operation. Pramod ran a system which was prefaced on money. Every- thing, he believed, had a price and everything could be “managed”. Once an astute political mind, he ended up reposing all faith in Mammon. Even elections, he be- lieved, could be won by the neces- sary deployment of resources—a misreading that cost the NDA the 2004 election and contributed to the party’s dismal showing in As- sam in April this year. Money warped his vision and it distorted his lifestyle. An at- mosphere of unwholesome reck- lessness permeated into the heart of the system he created. It may or may not have triggered his own murder but it has certainly en- sured that his son’s political ca- reer was still-born. Last December, Pramod was anointed Lakshman by the BJP’s most towering leader. Six months later, the entire party stands dis- honoured by his epic legacy. What went wrong is well known. The BJP needs to ask why the wrongs were knowingly condoned. Email: [email protected] An epidemic of caring Pramod’s sordid legacy Abraham Verghese A quarter-century ago this week, when the Centers for Disease Con- trol first reported the affliction we now know as AIDS, I was a 25- year-old medical resident. While I didn't even notice the report at the time, the milestones of my life and medical career—and of thou- sands of other doctors like me— have since been inextricably tied to the history of the virus. By 1983, when I moved to Boston to begin specialty training in infectious diseases, I was well aware of AIDS. Like so many young doctors at that age and in that era, I was caught up in the “conceit of cure”: the hubris that made us feel that science could find an answer to most things. On my first weekend on call at Boston City Hospital I saw my first AIDS patient, a man about my age, and though I have since seen hun- dreds (perhaps thousands) of peo- ple with HIV, the image of his anxious face is indelible in my mind. What followed over the next 10 years was a war, a long siege, with many casualties—every patient I saw would probably die from the disease that brought them to my office. The metaphorical veil of shame and secrecy that travelled with this virus tainted every- thing; being an AIDS doctor could distance you from other doctors, and even from friends. When Robert Gallo and Luc Montagnier (or Luc Montagnier and Robert Gallo—a side story) discovered the human immunode- ficiency virus, it felt initially like the siege had been broken. But in fact, the blood testing that fol- lowed simply revealed the enor- mousness of the global problem. My generation of infectious disease physicians—most of us male and heterosexual—found ourselves transformed not just by disease but by the unique popula- tion of patients we encountered. We were more homo-ignorant than homophobic. The battle left us with a deep regret that it took a disease like this for us to under- stand how much we could learn from gay men. My patients taught me about courage, about bravery, about or- ganising for a cause, about dying for one. They left me with an abid- ing conviction that has not faded, the armor to shrug off the slings and arrows of pettiness and mal- ice that we all encounter: there are bigger things at stake in life than just your happiness or mine. We became zealots for the cause of our patients, even if zeal was all we had to give. We had no cure to offer, and so we began to visit our patients in their homes, at their deathbeds. Paradoxically we discovered that our presence, our promise not to desert our pa- tients, our continued care brought about a sort of healing. I went at great personal cost to the international AIDS confer- ences; I watched with awe as poli- tics eclipsed science and as gay ac- tivists rattled the cages of stodgy government entities like the Food and Drug Administration, and got results. The men who died never lost hope. But I did, as one drug after another failed. I became a thera- peutic nihilist. I did not think I would live to see the day when we had something that could really control the disease. When that moment came in America, with the drug cocktails in the mid-90's, I cried for all the patients I had known who would never have the Lazarus-like resurrections I could now bring about. HIV clinics changed. From be- ing poignant settings full of brave laughter in the face of great tragedy, clinics were now all busi- ness. Don't get me wrong—I would not want to go back to the old days. But once treatment was available, the challenge seemed to be elsewhere. Today I see so many of us who came of age at the same time now have one foot in Africa or Asia, as if we need the kind of challenge we once faced here. Victories are now to be won one child at a time. I wonder now what I would have done if I had known in 1981 that AIDS would be as huge as it turned out to be. I am ashamed to admit that I might have gone into another field. Which is why I have such optimism for the future, be- cause I meet so many students and residents now who, knowing the magnitude of the problem, are still going into infectious diseases. I think perhaps that is the lega- cy of my patients, the legacy of people from all walks of life who toiled against AIDS when there was no hope. My students seem to know what we had to so painfully learn: the secret in the care of the patient is caring for the patient. The writer is Director, Center for Medical Humanities and Ethics, University of Texas Health Sci- ences Center, San Antonio. —NYT After 25 years of AIDS, the focus must be on the patient, not the disease —Getty Images Money matters Mahajan ran a system prefaced on money. Everything, he believed, had a price and could be managed People power I watched with awe as gay activists rattled the cages of stodgy government entities and got results opinion Mumbai, Tue, June 6, 2006 epaper.dnaindia.com 10... Vol.1 Issue No. 308 Printed & Published by M Venkataraman on behalf of Diligent Media Corporation Ltd. Printed at EL-201, MIDC, TTC Industrial Area, Mahape, Navi Mumbai 400 705, Phone No: 3980-2200 and published at 1st Floor, Oasis Complex, Pandurang Budhkar Marg, Kamala Mills Compound, Lower Parel, Mumbai- 400 013, Phone No: 3988-8888. R.N.I. No. - MAHENG/2005/15154. Board of Directors Girish Agarwal Himanshu Mody Pawan Agarwal Pradeep Guha Punit Goenka Sudhir Agarwal Publisher M.Venkataraman Sales & Marketing Suresh Balakrishnan Group Heads Abhay Desai A.L.Sriram Amiy Roy Gurneesh Khurana Jayesh Asher N.B.Verma Parthasarathi Sen Pramod Dabke P.S.Leena Prathap Ravindranath Rajlakshmi Mohan Rizwan Khatri Sheena Saji Vijay Kadu Ramesh Chandra Agarwal Subhash Chandra Editor Gautam Adhikari Editorial Board Ayaz Memon Arati Jerath Bipul Guha Chandramohan Puppala Khalid Mohamed Malavika Sangghvi Pradyuman Maheshwari R.Jagannathan Sathya Saran Sidharth Bhatia Vinay Kamat Section Heads Abhilasha Khaitan Abhijit Majumder Anita Pujari Anthony D’Costa Jit Ray Manjula Sen Marion Arathoon Meenakshi Shedde Priya Tanna Raj Nambisan Rehan Ansari Sherwin Crasto Sumit Chakraberty Uma Prabhu Chairmen Fear and mistrust rule Toronto For many Canadians, the most understand- able emotions this week are fear and mis- trust, prompted by the stunning arrests late Friday of 12 men and five youths on terror- related charges, allegedly linked with plots to attack unspecified targets in Toronto and across southern Ontario. The arrests sparked front-page headlines, tarnishing Toronto’s image as a safe city.The biggest challenge for politicians and security forces is to win the support of moderate Muslims. Toronto police chief Bill Blair launched that effort by meeting Muslim leaders from across the GTA. For their part, Islamic lead- ers issued a welcome statement condemning any act of terror. Police are suggesting the alleged Toronto cell is similar to those operated around the world by a growing pattern of groups in- spired by Al Qaeda. However, there are two realities that must be remembered by everyone who is interest- ed in the safety and security of this nation. First, all 17 who were arrested are innocent until found guilty in a court of law. And sec- ond, if Canada is to fight those who want to unleash acts of terrorism against us, we all will be compelled to draw upon the best of what Canada has represented over the decades—diligence and fairness. —The Toronto Star (Canada) The struggle for Arcelor The Arcelor affair has made for a most grip- ping drama. However this battle ends, it will result in the biggest steel company in the world. The directors of Arcelor should stop trying to block the Indian businessman and allow an open debate by their shareholders. In January, Mittal Steel, controlled by the Indian tycoon Lakshmi Mittal, made a sur- prise bid for Arcelor. Its directors, backed by Luxembourg and France, reacted with shameless invective. Arcelor’s chief execu- tive, Guy Dollé, dismissed Mittal as a “com- pany of Indians”. Then, last week, Arcelor produced a white knight, Aleksei Mordashov, the head of Russia’s Severstal. Joseph Kin- sch, the Arcelor chairman, declared that he, at least, was “a true European.” Mittal is not out yet. It raised its cash-and- stock proposal by 34 per cent, and a contin- gent of Arcelor shareholders have called for an extraordinary general meeting to block the Russian deal. But the striking scenario of two businessmen from rising economic pow- ers competing for an “old Europe” company speaks of globalisation on a new vector. It’s sad that the struggle for Arcelor has been accompanied by such an unfortunate dollop of racial slurs, because there are real issues at play here. The directors and share- holders of Arcelor have a right and a duty to explore the relative merits, motives and con- sequences of the proffered partnerships. —International Herald Tribune Drugs... destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with your self-esteem. Kurt Cobain CORRECTION: In our edition dated June 4, Page 3, in the article ‘It’s back to school with a syringe’, ME Yoelkar, dean of KEM Hospital has been mistakenly called KEM Medical Director ME Yolekar. s utra... outside in... Party with a difference? This refers to Gautam Adhikari’s front page editorial, ‘In High Places’, in DNA (June 5) on the cocaine binge involving the rich and the mighty. Rahul Mahajan has proved that he is indeed part of a ‘party’ with a difference. For a layman like me, the sordid episode was a simple case of drug overdose but I am appalled at Vajpayee’s defence of Rahul Mahajan, saying ‘such mis- takes happen at a young age’. Would Vajpayee have reacted in the same fashion if the young man, who is Rahul’s namesake, were to be from 10 Janpath? The apprehension among the general public is that this case will be similar to Jessica Lall’s, even more so looking at Apollo Hospital’s vague reports and the Delhi Police’s failure to register a case against Rahul. As the editorial comment rightly said, the media must play its true role to ensure that facts are not fudged. —PR Kandikkal, Mumbai. II Rahul Mahajan was carrying his fa- ther’s ashes for immersion in the Brahmaputra. His doctor claims that he was deeply depressed and on medica- tion. Yet he partied. Vivek Moitra had of- ten commented that he had lost a father figure with the death of Pramod. Yet, he too partied. Maybe they wanted to en- sure that the departed soul rests in peace. Such are the ironies of life. Jayanti Shukla, Mumbai. How long? This is with reference to Minhaz Mer- chant’s sober views in ‘A caste-less socie- ty’ in DNA (June, 5). He draws his con- clusion in the brilliant background of the Sepoy Mutiny of 1857 and asserts that since ‘we cannot banish caste overnight’ we have to make it caste-less on the basis of EBC rather than OBC quotas. I agree with him in saying that ‘quotas’ should be done away with. Ac- cording to the provision in the Indian Constitution, ‘a period of 10 years’ only was provided to uplift through ‘free and compulsory education’ the standards of the economically backward classes (IV, 45). But none of the objectives have yet been achieved. How long would we allow such party politics to play with our na- tion and its people? —MV Atre, Mumbai. In the company of liars The curtain raiser on the monsoons early this week and the media exposé on the de- gree of the city’s unpreparedness shows how the government, politicians and bu- reaucrats have lied about monsoon man- agement in Mumbai. Do we deserve to be governed by incapable bureaucrats? Mumbai must decide. In the midst of this, the BMC commissioner is set to take up the plum posting of chairman of JNPT. It is important that he be held back and account for the work he has done or not done to save the city from another 26/7. The new commissioner cannot be made a scapegoat. Anil Kalaga, Mumbai. Letters: inbox@ dnaindia.net i nbox... Have you ever seen the eyes of the faithful on a mission? The burning of the faith fire in the form of patriotic zeal, religious reform or scientific search has powered people in ways unmatched. Neither the carrot not the stick can compete with the momentum given by something so intangible yet so powerful as faith. Faith exists in almost everyone’s life to some degree. From going to the doctor, get- ting married, discovering new lands, invent- ing things or seeking God. Even science is not free of faith. Most, if not all, of its laws begin with a belief, a hypothesis that is either proved later as truth or rejected outright. Not so with religious faith. God is neither proved nor disproved and perpetually falls in the grey zone of belief. Does intense and total faith imply that what we believe is true? Do we create that which we believe in or do we delude ourselves and project the unreal phantoms of our minds onto a reality that is independent of our beliefs? Civilisations have been built on a set of be- liefs. Battles have been fought for the sake of that which we believe to be true. This is truer of religious belief. Scientists have rarely tak- en up arms over the atomic weight of an ele- ment. So, a scientific approach solves contro- versies. Perhaps even wars can be wiped out if we acted solely on empirical evidence. However, if we act only by that which is proven and testable, then we may never act or live because that leaves out much of life and the world. To some extent you got to have faith in the concept of faith, as a prerequisite to know- ing. On the religious path faith is the key that opens doors to a divine reality.In the spiritu- al mind, myths, visions, prayers and stories mingle to form the private inner world. How much of this is true we can never know. The secret is to have a balance of faith and doubt. Neither be blinded by faith nor be so rigidly against it that it shuts the doors to discovery. Harvinder Kaur r eflexions... Keeping the faith

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  • Sniffing the coke trailEver since the death of thelate Pramod Mahajans sec-retary Vivek Moitra and thehospitalisationand subse-quent arrest on Mondayofhis son, Rahul Mahajan, theissue of the liberal use ofexpensive drugs in highsociety has come into focus.

    Though chemical and other substances havebeen used for mind bending for a long time,it is only in the last decade or so that expen-sive, designer drugs have made inroadsinto India.

    The Delhi police are certainly to be con-gratulated for the swiftness with which theypicked up the drug dealers and peddlers al-legedly involved in supplying narcotics toRahul Mahajans party. It can only mean oneof two thingseither the police have a ter-rific network of informers orand thissounds more probablethe cops know aboutthe drug dealers of the city and knew exact-ly where to go.

    The customers for such drugs are in-evitably the rich, given how expensive theycan be. With growing incomes, India is saidto be a lucrative market for such drugs andMumbai and Delhi are where most of thebuyers are, giving a lie to the earlier official

    line that India was only a transit point forthe drugs trade. The haul of 200kg of cocainein Mumbai on Sunday proves that.

    The Mahajan case has shown that thetime for complacency is gone. Young people,even if they are so far limited to the rich andspoilt, have easy access to high-end drugs.But drug abuse is also prevalent among themiddle-classes and the poor; indeed, users inthese segments suffer even more becausethey have no recourse to expensive rehabprogrammes.

    Increasing drug use across all levels of so-ciety is a fact of life today. Moralistic postur-ing has no practical purpose here. What isneeded is a strong campaign to ensure thateveryoneespecially students and young-stersrealise how dangerous such drugscan be. But most of all, we need effectivepolicing and strict implementation ofthe law to ensure that dealers are kept offthe streets.

    The alacrity shown in the present casewould be commendable if it leads to a crack-down on drug dealersand users, howeverrich and powerful they may be. Often, theinitial fervour of law and order forces disap-pears once the spotlight is off a high-profilecase; it would be a pity if this happens thistime round.

    VIPs must also queue upOur politicians are a peri-patetic lot. And they havethe knack of visiting exotic-and cool-locales, especiallywhen the weather here is un-bearably hot. Most often, ifnot always, it is the tax pay-er who pays for these jun-kets, taken ostensibly to

    study the experience of other countries, likea team that is heading to Germany in time forthe soccer World Cup to look at the stadia.

    As if that was not bad enough, these VIPtravellers, unlike us ordinary citizens, areaccustomed to landing in international citiesand being whisked through immigration andbaggage clearance by dutiful Indian embassyofficials. Indeed, in popular destinationssuch as London and New York, the local Indi-an diplomatic mission becomes a kind of glo-rified travel agency to handle the travel andlogistical arrangements of visiting politicosand mandarins.

    Well, their passage will not be quite sosmooth in future. The ministry of externalaffairs, mindful of the pressures this kind ofjunketeering puts on diplomats, has intro-duced some sensible restrictions. No more ac-cess to first class lounges, no VIP immigra-tion clearance and certainly no transport and

    other facilities for all and sundry from nowon, especially if they are on private visits.

    Indian missions will now be required toconfine their hospitality and facilitation onlyto important state visits. The MEA has cor-rectly pointed out that visiting dignitaries,especially those on private jaunts, must lookafter themselves. This is the practice fol-lowed by most western countries wherepoliticians and bureaucrats are expected tofind their own way around unless they arepart of a state delegation. The mission hasother, more important things to look after,such as promoting Indias interests in a glob-al environment. Handling VIP visits need-lessly takes them away from their job.

    The prime minister, who handles the MEA,is a man known for his simplicity. Clearly, hehas encouraged this much-needed regulation,which, if implemented to its fullest, will notonly reduce the burden on our missions butwill also go a long way in reducing the bloatedsense of self-importance many of our leaderssuffer from. It is shocking that in a democrat-ic republic such as India, we still suffer fromthe VIP syndrome that confers privileges onour rulers. A good beginning has beenmade on how they will be treated abroad; letus hope this egalitarianism becomes normaleven at home.

    Swapan DasguptaIf what took place in Delhis 7 Saf-darjung Road last Thursday nighthad happened a week later, theBharatiya Janata Party leader-ship would have found no hos-pitable corner of India to hidetheir faces. According to the cho-reographed script, Rahul Maha-jan was to travel to Assam onJune 3 to immerse his fathersashes in the Brahmaputra. On hisreturn, he would have announcedhis decision to perpetuatePramod Mahajans legacy and for-mally join the BJP. A day or twolater, he would have been appoint-ed a vice-president of the partysyouth wing. Rahul would havebeen honoured for his greatest as-setbeing his father's son.

    By hosting a small rave partybefore his initiation, Rahul blewhis chances. However, the mist-imed celebrations provided theBJP a small face-saver. At leastSushma Swaraj could claim thatthe death of Bibek Moitra and thehospitalisation of Rahul was afamily tragedy that had nothingto do with politicsand Atal Bihari Vaj-payee could loftilyblame it on bad com-pany and youthfulindiscretion.

    The disclaimersare unlikely to wash.The latest misfortuneof the Mahajan fami-ly has destroyed theposthumous halo con-ferred on Pramod andbrought into the openthe decadent under-belly of an organisation that onceclaimed to be the repository of eth-ical politics. The sordid tale of in-dulgence is not merely an indict-ment of a lifestyle centred on easy,unearned money. It is also an in-dictment of an entire leadershipthat chose to be either willing par-ticipants or mute spectators to aperversion of public life.

    There is no question thatPramod had many things going forhim. Intelligent, articulate, witty,innovative and, above all, prag-matic, he was among the brightestsparks in the BJP. He fitted into aleadership role almost effortlessly.Unfortunately, all these attributesblended with a ruthless disregardfor ethical niceties.

    Pramod first undertook fund-raising for the party because, ashe once explained, someone hadto do the job. But money de-voured him and became almost anend in itself. He institutionaliseda regime of quid pro quo withleading donors on the pragmaticplea that if you sleep with some-one at night, you cant treat himas a whore in the morning. Thecolourful imagery wasnt aPramod original; he was echoinga prominent Mumbai industrial-

    ist who was gen-erous in his con-tributions to theBJP.

    The seconddistortion wastriggered bywhat he calledcadre building. It involved anelaborate network of private sub-sidies to individuals who were ei-ther fiercely loyal to him person-ally or were deemed useful in thelong term. The individual sumsinvolved werent necessarily stag-geringa little help with house-hold expenses here and help withsecuring an agency there. Thesewere old Congress techniques andPramod grafted them on to theBJP. This process meant that theparty treasury became detachedfrom a private war chest con-trolled by Pramod.

    It is not that Pramods paralleleconomy was unknown to theBJP leadership. Indeed, many ofthem gleefully plugged them-selves into the network. Pramodhad an uncanny way of identify-

    ing human weak-nesses and turningthese into politicalopportunities. Hewas ruthless and un-sparing in his atti-tude towards thosewho he identified asobstacles in the pathof his political ad-vance. Even the topleadership didntwant to get on hiswrong side. He ranwhat at least two sen-

    ior BJP leaders have described tome as a mafia operation.

    Pramod ran a system whichwas prefaced on money. Every-thing, he believed, had a price andeverything could be managed.Once an astute political mind, heended up reposing all faith inMammon. Even elections, he be-lieved, could be won by the neces-sary deployment of resourcesamisreading that cost the NDA the2004 election and contributed tothe partys dismal showing in As-sam in April this year.

    Money warped his vision andit distorted his lifestyle. An at-mosphere of unwholesome reck-lessness permeated into the heartof the system he created. It mayor may not have triggered his ownmurder but it has certainly en-sured that his sons political ca-reer was still-born.

    Last December, Pramod wasanointed Lakshman by the BJPsmost towering leader. Six monthslater, the entire party stands dis-honoured by his epic legacy. Whatwent wrong is well known. TheBJP needs to ask why the wrongswere knowingly condoned.

    Email: [email protected]

    An epidemic of caring

    Pramods sordid legacy

    Abraham Verghese

    A quarter-century ago this week,when the Centers for Disease Con-trol first reported the affliction wenow know as AIDS, I was a 25-year-old medical resident. While Ididn't even notice the report at thetime, the milestones of my lifeand medical careerand of thou-sands of other doctors like mehave since been inextricably tiedto the history of the virus.

    By 1983, when I moved toBoston to begin specialty trainingin infectious diseases, I was wellaware of AIDS. Like so manyyoung doctors at that age and inthat era, I was caught up in theconceit of cure: the hubris thatmade us feel that science couldfind an answer to most things. Onmy first weekend on call at BostonCity Hospital I saw my first AIDSpatient, a man about my age, andthough I have since seen hun-dreds (perhaps thousands) of peo-ple with HIV, the image of hisanxious face is indelible in mymind.

    What followed over the next 10years was a war, a long siege, withmany casualtiesevery patient Isaw would probably die from thedisease that brought them to myoffice. The metaphorical veil ofshame and secrecy that travelledwith this virus tainted every-thing; being an AIDS doctor coulddistance you from other doctors,and even from friends.

    When Robert Gallo and LucMontagnier (or Luc Montagnierand Robert Galloa side story)discovered the human immunode-ficiency virus, it felt initially likethe siege had been broken. But infact, the blood testing that fol-lowed simply revealed the enor-mousness of the global problem.

    My generation of infectious

    disease physiciansmost of usmale and heterosexualfoundourselves transformed not just bydisease but by the unique popula-tion of patients we encountered.We were more homo-ignorantthan homophobic. The battle leftus with a deep regret that it took adisease like this for us to under-stand how much we could learnfrom gay men.

    My patients taught me aboutcourage, about bravery, about or-ganising for a cause, about dyingfor one. They left me with an abid-ing conviction that has not faded,the armor to shrug off the slingsand arrows of pettiness and mal-ice that we all encounter: thereare bigger things at stake in lifethan just your happiness or mine.

    We became zealots for thecause of our patients, even if zealwas all we had to give. We had nocure to offer, and so we began tovisit our patients in their homes,at their deathbeds. Paradoxicallywe discovered that our presence,our promise not to desert our pa-tients, our continued care broughtabout a sort of healing.

    I went at great personal cost tothe international AIDS confer-ences; I watched with awe as poli-tics eclipsed science and as gay ac-tivists rattled the cages of stodgygovernment entities like the Foodand Drug Administration, and gotresults.

    The men who died never losthope. But I did, as one drug after

    another failed. I became a thera-peutic nihilist. I did not think Iwould live to see the day when wehad something that could reallycontrol the disease. When thatmoment came in America, withthe drug cocktails in the mid-90's,I cried for all the patients I hadknown who would never have theLazarus-like resurrections I couldnow bring about.

    HIV clinics changed. From be-ing poignant settings full of bravelaughter in the face of greattragedy, clinics were now all busi-ness. Don't get me wrongI wouldnot want to go back to the olddays. But once treatment wasavailable, the challenge seemed tobe elsewhere.

    Today I see so many of us whocame of age at the same time nowhave one foot in Africa or Asia, asif we need the kind of challengewe once faced here. Victories arenow to be won one child at a time.

    I wonder now what I wouldhave done if I had known in 1981that AIDS would be as huge as itturned out to be. I am ashamed toadmit that I might have gone intoanother field. Which is why I havesuch optimism for the future, be-cause I meet so many students andresidents now who, knowing themagnitude of the problem, arestill going into infectious diseases.

    I think perhaps that is the lega-cy of my patients, the legacy ofpeople from all walks of life whotoiled against AIDS when therewas no hope. My students seem toknow what we had to so painfullylearn: the secret in the care of thepatient is caring for the patient.

    The writer is Director, Center forMedical Humanities and Ethics,University of Texas Health Sci-ences Center, San Antonio.

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    Fear and mistrust rule TorontoFor many Canadians, the most understand-able emotions this week are fear and mis-trust, prompted by the stunning arrests lateFriday of 12 men and five youths on terror-related charges, allegedly linked with plotsto attack unspecified targets in Toronto andacross southern Ontario. The arrestssparked front-page headlines, tarnishingTorontos image as a safe city. The biggestchallenge for politicians and security forcesis to win the support of moderate Muslims.Toronto police chief Bill Blair launched thateffort by meeting Muslim leaders fromacross the GTA. For their part, Islamic lead-ers issued a welcome statement condemningany act of terror.

    Police are suggesting the alleged Torontocell is similar to those operated around theworld by a growing pattern of groups in-spired by Al Qaeda.

    However, there are two realities that mustbe remembered by everyone who is interest-ed in the safety and security of this nation.First, all 17 who were arrested are innocentuntil found guilty in a court of law. And sec-ond, if Canada is to fight those who want tounleash acts of terrorism against us, we allwill be compelled to draw upon the best ofwhat Canada has represented over thedecadesdiligence and fairness.

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    The struggle for ArcelorThe Arcelor affair has made for a most grip-ping drama. However this battle ends, it willresult in the biggest steel company in theworld. The directors of Arcelor should stoptrying to block the Indian businessman andallow an open debate by their shareholders.

    In January, Mittal Steel, controlled by theIndian tycoon Lakshmi Mittal, made a sur-prise bid for Arcelor. Its directors, backed byLuxembourg and France, reacted withshameless invective. Arcelors chief execu-tive, Guy Doll, dismissed Mittal as a com-pany of Indians. Then, last week, Arcelorproduced a white knight, Aleksei Mordashov,the head of Russias Severstal. Joseph Kin-sch, the Arcelor chairman, declared that he,at least, was a true European.

    Mittal is not out yet. It raised its cash-and-stock proposal by 34 per cent, and a contin-gent of Arcelor shareholders have called foran extraordinary general meeting to blockthe Russian deal. But the striking scenario oftwo businessmen from rising economic pow-ers competing for an old Europe companyspeaks of globalisation on a new vector.

    Its sad that the struggle for Arcelor hasbeen accompanied by such an unfortunatedollop of racial slurs, because there are realissues at play here. The directors and share-holders of Arcelor have a right and a duty toexplore the relative merits, motives and con-sequences of the proffered partnerships.

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    Party with a difference?This refers to Gautam Adhikaris front page editorial, In High Places,in DNA (June 5) on the cocaine binge involving the rich and the mighty. RahulMahajan has proved that he is indeedpart of a party with a difference. For a layman like me, the sordid episode was a simple case of drug overdose but I am appalled at Vajpayees defence of Rahul Mahajan, saying such mis-takes happen at a young age. Would Vajpayee have reacted in the same fashion if the young man, who is Rahuls namesake, were to be from 10Janpath? The apprehension among thegeneral public is that this case will besimilar to Jessica Lalls, even more solooking at Apollo Hospitals vague reports and the Delhi Polices failure toregister a case against Rahul. As the editorial comment rightly said, the media must play its true role to ensurethat facts are not fudged.PR Kandikkal, Mumbai.

    IIRahul Mahajan was carrying his fa-thers ashes for immersion in theBrahmaputra. His doctor claims that hewas deeply depressed and on medica-tion. Yet he partied. Vivek Moitra had of-ten commented that he had lost a fatherfigure with the death of Pramod. Yet, hetoo partied. Maybe they wanted to en-sure that the departed soul rests inpeace. Such are the ironies of life.Jayanti Shukla, Mumbai.

    How long? This is with reference to Minhaz Mer-chants sober views in A caste-less socie-ty in DNA (June, 5). He draws his con-clusion in the brilliant background ofthe Sepoy Mutiny of 1857 and assertsthat since we cannot banish casteovernight we have to make it caste-lesson the basis of EBC rather than OBCquotas. I agree with him in saying thatquotas should be done away with. Ac-cording to the provision in the IndianConstitution, a period of 10 years onlywas provided to uplift through free and

    compulsory education the standards ofthe economically backward classes (IV,45). But none of the objectives have yetbeen achieved. How long would we allowsuch party politics to play with our na-tion and its people? MV Atre, Mumbai.

    In the company of liars The curtain raiser on the monsoons earlythis week and the media expos on the de-gree of the citys unpreparedness showshow the government, politicians and bu-reaucrats have lied about monsoon man-agement in Mumbai. Do we deserve to begoverned by incapable bureaucrats?Mumbai must decide. In the midst ofthis, the BMC commissioner is set to takeup the plum posting of chairman ofJNPT. It is important that he be held backand account for the work he has done ornot done to save the city from another26/7. The new commissioner cannot bemade a scapegoat.Anil Kalaga, Mumbai.

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    Have you ever seen the eyes of the faithful ona mission? The burning of the faith fire inthe form of patriotic zeal, religious reform orscientific search has powered people in waysunmatched. Neither the carrot not the stickcan compete with the momentum given by something so intangible yet so powerful as faith.

    Faith exists in almost everyones life tosome degree. From going to the doctor, get-ting married, discovering new lands, invent-ing things or seeking God. Even science isnot free of faith. Most, if not all, of its lawsbegin with a belief, a hypothesis that is eitherproved later as truth or rejected outright. Notso with religious faith.

    God is neither proved nor disproved andperpetually falls in the grey zone of belief.Does intense and total faith imply that whatwe believe is true? Do we create that whichwe believe in or do we delude ourselves

    and project the unreal phantoms of ourminds onto a reality that is independent ofour beliefs?

    Civilisations have been built on a set of be-liefs. Battles have been fought for the sake ofthat which we believe to be true. This is truerof religious belief. Scientists have rarely tak-en up arms over the atomic weight of an ele-ment. So, a scientific approach solves contro-versies. Perhaps even wars can be wiped outif we acted solely on empirical evidence.However, if we act only by that which isproven and testable, then we may never act orlive because that leaves out much of life andthe world.

    To some extent you got to have faith in theconcept of faith, as a prerequisite to know-ing. On the religious path faith is the key thatopens doors to a divine reality. In the spiritu-al mind, myths, visions, prayers and storiesmingle to form the private inner world. Howmuch of this is true we can never know. Thesecret is to have a balance of faith and doubt.Neither be blinded by faith nor be so rigidlyagainst it that it shuts the doors to discovery.

    Harvinder Kaur

    reflexions...Keeping the faith