Saturday, June 22, 2013
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Little China at Jorasanko
Calcutta , Sunday June 02, 2013 , page 24
Xu Beihong studio recreated at Jorasanko as part of the Tagore and China gallery
Little China in Tagore home
In the run-up to Chinese Premier Li
Keqiang’s visit to India, a permanent exhibition opened at Tagore House
in Jorasanko on Tagore and China. Housed in eight rooms in Ram Bhavan,
on the first floor, the exhibition centres primarily around Rabindranath
Tagore’s first visit to China in 1924.
One of the eye-catching exhibits is the wooden Waterwitch.
Built to order from Dwarkanath Tagore’s Carr Tagore Company in
Kidderpore in 1831, the 363-tonne clipper, used by the East India
Company for carrying opium grown in India to China, sailed from Canton
to Calcutta in 1838 in a record 25 days.
Rabindranath’s
grandfather let out his ships to the Company for opium trade, which he
later became directly involved in. In 1861, a 20-year-old Rabindranath
himself would denounce opium trade in an essay, calling it a business to
kill the Chinese.
“Dwarkanath’s ties with China were
business-related. Tagore fraternised with the people,” pointed out poet
Sankha Ghosh, who was present at the inauguration of the gallery funded
by a grant from the Chinese government. He praised Rabindra Bharati
Museum curator Indrani Ghosh for the research and tasteful display of
information.
When Tagore was
invited to China, collections of his poetry had already been translated
to Chinese. As Rabindra Bharati University vice-chancellor Sabyasachi
Basu Ray Chaudhury mentioned in his address, people knew him as the
author of Gitabitan and Stray Birds. Covers of other works in translation like The Cycle of Spring, dated 1921, are on display in one of the rooms alongside a Tagore special issue of the Chinese magazine, Novel Monthly, that commemorated his visit.
Another reason
endeared Tagore to the Chinese. He was critical of Japan’s invasion of
China in 1938, as revealed in his letters to poet Yone Noguchi, a fact
remembered with gratitude by Chinese consul-general Zhang Li Zhong.
Tagore’s visit
occasioned a flow of students, delegates and scholars to Santiniketan.
We get to know that he named a tea circle on his return after his
interpreter in China, the poet Xu Zhimo. A room has been set up as the
studio of the artist Xu Beihong, who visited Santiniketan. The room also
contains an original letter by the artist (signed as Xu Peon) to
Abanindranath Tagore, which his grandson, the Chinese scholar
Amitendranath, has gifted to the gallery along with some other articles.
The exhibition was
inaugurated by education minister Bratya Basu. Liu Yuening, a professor
of the Central Conservatory of Music, played a Rabindrasangeet on yang
qin, a Chinese dulcimer, at the opening.
Vat a bother
Toong On church at 22 Blackburn
Lane, built in 1924 in what was the Chinatown of old Calcutta, once
housed Nanking Restaurant. It was the best place for Chinese grub, long,
long before chowmein in its various mind-boggling avatars became the
favourite snack of all Indians. The restaurant was run by the Au family
and the property belonged to the trust that was in charge of this place
of worship.
The vat in front of Toong On church in Blackburn Lane
Then sometime in the past, the restaurant
closed and the place fell into disrepute. There was an effort a few
years ago to hand over the building — illegally, no doubt — to a
promoter but the small Chinese community in Calcutta — there are about
1,500 of them in the central areas of this city, 1,500 in Tangra, and
about 1,000 in the rest of the country — resisted, and the church
reopened last year.
Most of the
wonderful antique furniture is gone and so is the old signboard of the
restaurant, but on the first floor, the wooden images of the wargod,
Guan Di, and his two sworn brothers, and an intricately carved wooden
altar remain. A devotee donated a large Buddha statue and it was
installed on the ground floor. Prayers are held here daily.
The lane leading
to the church was always dirty as several families of pavement dwellers
occupied the space, and even worse, at the head of the entrance to the
lane on Lu Shun Sarani (formerly New CIT Road), was a sprawling garbage
dump. Most of the refuse was strewn all over the place than inside it.
The church is a
Grade-I heritage building, according to the Calcutta Municipal
Corporation (CMC), like Victoria Memorial Hall, and no construction can
come up close to it. But in spite of local resistance, the CMC seems to
be bent on shifting the garbage dump from Lu Shun Sarani to the narrow
confines of Blackburn Lane, close to the church.
This new vat at
the other entrance of the lane is far too small for the tonnes of refuse
that are thrown on the main road. But protests notwithstanding, the vat
came up about a year ago, and on April 22, the CMC sent a bulldozer to
start using the smaller vat.
Local people were
up in arms against this and the police had to intervene to maintain
peace. Not just Toong On church, even Masjid Khairul Baqa in the same
neighbourhood is against it. Now the small Chinese community has moved
court and Section 144 CrPc has been imposed around this unique place of
worship. The Chinese have petitioned the West Bengal Minority Commission
as well.
This at a time
when the local Chinese community is trying to revive the old Chinatown
in central Calcutta, and is collaborating with Intach and an
organisation in Singapore to build a museum showcasing Chinese culture
in India inside the church, and turn Blackburn Lane into a pedestrian
plaza where Chinese delicacies will be available.
Monday, May 27, 2013
China Rising
A four-part series that gives a rare insight into the country on the move, with history in tow
Friday, May 24, 2013
Kolkata’s Chinese Breakfast
May 2013 issue
Tiretti Bazaar is one of the few remaining places to sample authentic Chinese snacks like steamed pork buns, dim sum, and light, subtly sweet, sesame sprinkled deep-fried batter balls. {Photo by Arundhati Ray}
Kolkata offers several interesting ways to start the day, but few as fascinating and delicious as breakfast at the Chinese market in the heart of the commercial district. For decades, this was where Kolkata’s large Chinese community lived and worked. Even though, from the 1960s, the old quarters were gradually razed to make way for office blocks and broader roads, for a few hours at dawn, the site reclaims its old identity as a traditional open-air market along the broad Sun Yat Sen Street.
On mats, rickety tables, and upturned packing cases, vendors sell a dizzying variety of homemade products: soy and chilli sauces, tofu and pickles, roast pork and Chinese sausages, glass noodles and prawn wafers. Pots, steamers, and woks, perched on sidewalk stoves, produce soup, dim sum, stuffed buns, hot patties, as well as pakoras and aloo-puri. Many of the vendors and shoppers are Chinese or of Chinese descent.
Sunday is the busiest day at the market as there’s no hurry to finish before a river of traffic brings office-goers to the commercial district. At 6.30 one weekend morning, we hurry to join the queue for a special dish that gets sold out within 30 minutes of being put on sale: red roast pork. Two young men are swiftly slicing pork backs, weighing the pieces, wrapping them in newspaper and handing over the parcels to customers. The meat is still warm, fragrant with star anise and coated in the mysterious spice mix that gives it its delicious flavour and characteristic ruddy appearance. We eat some right away, the juices dripping from our fingers, because the only way to savour the superb crackling is to have it fresh from the oven.
An old Chinese lady has been setting out her wares on the neighbouring table: ivory bricks of firm tofu and magnolia-white mikao pao. With a silken texture akin to blancmange, these rice buns are rather flavourless. But when warmed and eaten with the little packets of sweet-garlic-soy sauce that accompany them, they morph into delicious snacks. Another table is laden with pink-edged prawn wafers, soy and chilli sauces, mysterious bottles of pickled mustard greens, fried momos and oily, but tasty arbi (colocasia) fritters. Subtly sweet, richly fat, air-cured Chinese sausages, a much-awaited winter treat, lie in tangled red and white heaps, trailing their signature scarlet twine for good fortune.
At the far end is the main attraction of the Chinese breakfast: soup with pork and fish balls. Three women manage the huge simmering pot of broth on a sidewalk stove, ladling out the soup into plastic bowls and dropping in pork and fish balls before handing the bowls over to us. We have our soup standing round a table set with little dishes of chilli sauce and spoons. We are joined soon by a Sikh family, a young Bengali couple visiting from Bengaluru, and a group of Anglo-Indians on vacation from Australia.
On mats, rickety tables, and upturned packing cases, vendors sell a dizzying variety of homemade products: soy and chilli sauces, tofu and pickles, roast pork and Chinese sausages, glass noodles and prawn wafers. Pots, steamers, and woks, perched on sidewalk stoves, produce soup, dim sum, stuffed buns, hot patties, as well as pakoras and aloo-puri. Many of the vendors and shoppers are Chinese or of Chinese descent.
Sunday is the busiest day at the market as there’s no hurry to finish before a river of traffic brings office-goers to the commercial district. At 6.30 one weekend morning, we hurry to join the queue for a special dish that gets sold out within 30 minutes of being put on sale: red roast pork. Two young men are swiftly slicing pork backs, weighing the pieces, wrapping them in newspaper and handing over the parcels to customers. The meat is still warm, fragrant with star anise and coated in the mysterious spice mix that gives it its delicious flavour and characteristic ruddy appearance. We eat some right away, the juices dripping from our fingers, because the only way to savour the superb crackling is to have it fresh from the oven.
An old Chinese lady has been setting out her wares on the neighbouring table: ivory bricks of firm tofu and magnolia-white mikao pao. With a silken texture akin to blancmange, these rice buns are rather flavourless. But when warmed and eaten with the little packets of sweet-garlic-soy sauce that accompany them, they morph into delicious snacks. Another table is laden with pink-edged prawn wafers, soy and chilli sauces, mysterious bottles of pickled mustard greens, fried momos and oily, but tasty arbi (colocasia) fritters. Subtly sweet, richly fat, air-cured Chinese sausages, a much-awaited winter treat, lie in tangled red and white heaps, trailing their signature scarlet twine for good fortune.
At the far end is the main attraction of the Chinese breakfast: soup with pork and fish balls. Three women manage the huge simmering pot of broth on a sidewalk stove, ladling out the soup into plastic bowls and dropping in pork and fish balls before handing the bowls over to us. We have our soup standing round a table set with little dishes of chilli sauce and spoons. We are joined soon by a Sikh family, a young Bengali couple visiting from Bengaluru, and a group of Anglo-Indians on vacation from Australia.
A vendor advertises his wares in English for the increasing number of non-Chinese visitors. Some years ago, such signs were rare. {Photo by Arundhati Ray}
The light, flavoursome broth warms us against the chill of the morning, and the steamed fish balls have a satisfying rubbery bite which contrasts nicely with the more meaty pork ones. Two bowls of soup later we move on, but not before we’ve bought some of the fish and pork balls to store in the freezer for soups.
Lids removed from towering, multi-tiered steamers release fragrant steam into the air and reveal neat dim sum made with prawn, pork, fish, and chicken, and large rounds of steamed bread stuffed with pork and chicken. We snack on the excellent dumplings and pack the saucer-sized soft buns for home. A baksawallah or patty man, is selling his wares from the ancient tin trunk traditionally used to hawk around those flaky pastry envelopes stuffed with curried vegetables or chicken. Other Anglo-Indian treats beckon: a tray of crumb-fried egg chops and golden pantharas—deep-fried, meat-filled pancakes.
Enterprising vendors are constantly tinkering with traditional products to adapt to changing tastes. On this visit, we discover chicken rolls—crepes stuffed with spring onion and chicken mince and rolled into long cigar shapes. Right next to the sealed packets of Chinese prawn wafers are freshly made “prawn papars”, flat puris studded with shrimp. But not all the experiments are successful. When we unwrap our packets of sticky rice, we are disappointed to find what once was a moist melange of glutinous rice and succulent pieces of pork scented with star anise and soy has been Indianised with a bland lentil paste, barely any meat, and no Chinese character to it.
By now, the place is bursting with people. An old Chinese gentleman is distributing invitations to a family wedding, calling out to potential guests as he spots them. Chinese New Year is around the corner and several people crowd around a poster announcing the programme of celebrations. Two youth study a sign advertising Mandarin lessons. As we sip cups of tea from the chaiwalla, we are greeted by Chef Jacky, who runs an eatery in our neighbourhood and, like many other Chinese restaurant owners, is stocking up on supplies. A burly young man of Chinese origin speaks with us in fluent Bengali to explain he’s now relocated to Beijing and introduces us to his beautiful wife who speaks only Mandarin. “This place is great to meet everyone at one go when we come to Cal,” he says.
Our last stops are the fish seller for large whiskered catfish and the vegetable man for fat stalks of celery. Then, resisting the temptation of hot onion pakoras, we head home laden with food and reassured that this living tribute to Kolkata’s cosmopolitan identity still remains resoundingly robust.
Lids removed from towering, multi-tiered steamers release fragrant steam into the air and reveal neat dim sum made with prawn, pork, fish, and chicken, and large rounds of steamed bread stuffed with pork and chicken. We snack on the excellent dumplings and pack the saucer-sized soft buns for home. A baksawallah or patty man, is selling his wares from the ancient tin trunk traditionally used to hawk around those flaky pastry envelopes stuffed with curried vegetables or chicken. Other Anglo-Indian treats beckon: a tray of crumb-fried egg chops and golden pantharas—deep-fried, meat-filled pancakes.
Enterprising vendors are constantly tinkering with traditional products to adapt to changing tastes. On this visit, we discover chicken rolls—crepes stuffed with spring onion and chicken mince and rolled into long cigar shapes. Right next to the sealed packets of Chinese prawn wafers are freshly made “prawn papars”, flat puris studded with shrimp. But not all the experiments are successful. When we unwrap our packets of sticky rice, we are disappointed to find what once was a moist melange of glutinous rice and succulent pieces of pork scented with star anise and soy has been Indianised with a bland lentil paste, barely any meat, and no Chinese character to it.
By now, the place is bursting with people. An old Chinese gentleman is distributing invitations to a family wedding, calling out to potential guests as he spots them. Chinese New Year is around the corner and several people crowd around a poster announcing the programme of celebrations. Two youth study a sign advertising Mandarin lessons. As we sip cups of tea from the chaiwalla, we are greeted by Chef Jacky, who runs an eatery in our neighbourhood and, like many other Chinese restaurant owners, is stocking up on supplies. A burly young man of Chinese origin speaks with us in fluent Bengali to explain he’s now relocated to Beijing and introduces us to his beautiful wife who speaks only Mandarin. “This place is great to meet everyone at one go when we come to Cal,” he says.
Our last stops are the fish seller for large whiskered catfish and the vegetable man for fat stalks of celery. Then, resisting the temptation of hot onion pakoras, we head home laden with food and reassured that this living tribute to Kolkata’s cosmopolitan identity still remains resoundingly robust.
Arundhati Ray
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India's only 'Chinatown' in Kolkata
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
The Gallery
Kolkata ,Wednesday , 15 May 2013
Times City , page 2
Times City , page 2
Tagore gallery to beef up Sino-Indian ties
Kolkata: The culture ministry of China is helping Rabindra Bharati University to set up a gallery on “Rabindranath and China.” On the eve of the visit of Chinese prime minister LiKeqiang’s visitto Delhi, the gallery would help deepening Sino-Indian friendship, consul general of China in Kolkata Zhang Lizhnog said on Tuesday.
The Chinese government would donate RMB800,000 to establish a theme gallery at Tagore House on the Jorasanko campus of Rabindra Bharati University. It will highlighte Rabindranath’s “contribution and historical position” in cultural exchanges between India andChina.The gallery,tobelaunchedon Wednesday, would have eight rooms, seven on different themes — India and China in ancient days, China: Dwarakanath and Debendranath, China study, China: In Rabindranath’s writings and works, Xu Beihong’s studio, Tagore’s visit to China in 1924 and Tagore studies in China.
Exhibits in the gallery would be provided jointly by the Chinese and Indian sides,Zhang said.The ShanghaiArchive Bureau would offer 23 panels to reflect Tagore’s visit to China in 1924. Beijing university professor Wei Liming has helped select 500 books in Chinese, both translations of Tagore works and research paperson Tagore, 300of them has already arrived in the city. The gallery would be a permanent exhibition.
Tagore’s works had an extensive influence in China, people of China treated him as a literary giant, Zhang said. “We are friendly neighbours, having time-honoured exchanges in culture and literature. Minor irritants like the recent border dispute in Ladakh should not overshadow the mutual respect for each other. A peaceful resolution of the disputehasbeen in theoverallinterestof the two countries,” he said.
Consul general of China in Kolkata Zhang Lizhnog at a press meet
TIMES NEWS NETWORK
Wednesday , May 15 , 2013
metro , page 18
metro , page 18
China Gallery at museum in Tagore Home
In 1924, Rabindranath Tagore spent 49 days in China, delivering addresses and forging associations. The visit, though occasioning protests from a section, built a bridge with Santiniketan and left Tagore’s imprint on the cultural mindscape of the land that lasts to this day. Now China’s gift to the city on the occasion of the bard’s 150th birth anniversary — a gallery on Tagore and China — is set to open at Jorasanko Thakurbari on Wednesday.
“This gallery is our tribute to Tagore, a friend of China,” says Zhang Lizhong, the Chinese consul-general in Calcutta. China has contributed about Rs 56 lakh for the gallery. “We also donated 500 books published in China comprising Tagore research and translations in Chinese.” Gifts have also been made of calligraphy tools, cutlery, lanterns and such representatives of Chinese culture.
Rabindranath Tagore
It all started with Lizhong’s predecessor Mao Siwei visiting Tagore House on the eve of the Chinese foreign minister’s visit in 2008. “He saw the Japan gallery and asked us why there couldn’t be a China gallery too. When we cited financial constraints he asked us to submit a proposal. That set the ball rolling,” recalls Indrani Ghosh, curator, Rabindra Bharati Museum.
Once the agreement was inked, the work was taken forward by officials of the Shanghai Archive Bureau, who came to Calcutta after hosting an exhibition in Delhi in 2011 on Tagore and China. “They sent 26 exhibits documenting every important event during Tagore’s stay,” says Zhong. These find pride of place in one of the eight rooms in Ram Bhavan, on the first floor of Tagore House. “There will be a touchscreen computer with information on Tagore’s visit, including transcripts of his speeches there,” Ghosh adds.
The scope of the gallery extends beyond Tagore, dating back to visits of Chinese pilgrims Fa Hien and Huen Tsang to ancient India.
The second room is dedicated to the Tagore family’s links with China. “Some of Dwarkanath’s ships were used by the East India Company for the infamous opium trade. Later, he himself engaged in it. But grandson Rabindranath was a bitter critic, calling it Chiney moroner byabsha in an article in the journal Bharati,” points out Ghosh. Debendranath, Tagore’s father, had visited Shanghai.
The other rooms are on China studies, China in Tagore’s writings, Tagore studies in China and Xu Beihong’s studio. The artist had visited Santiniketan and even held an exhibition in Calcutta. A copy of his portrait of Tagore will be on view. There will also be a library cum conference room.
“The opening of China Hall will send positive signals to the Indian people ahead of our Premier’s visit to India later this month,” the consul-general summed up.
SUDESHNA BANERJEE
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
ON FOOT
Monday , May 06, 2013
Metro , page 20
Chinatown-Tiretta Bazar
The Chinese have been in my city since Job Charnock’s time but I would have remained oblivious of the community’s deep local roots had I not joined the group that set out to explore the old Chinatown and Tiretta Bazar on Sunday morning.
The community has even inspired the Bengali word for sugar — chini — because they had first produced it in the city. Dishing out such trivia and guiding us was Joseph Percy Ling, who chose the Chinese breakfast stalls as the first stop. Pity that nobody wanted to eat for fear of getting late!
A temple tour followed, starting with the Sea Ip Church, which houses the god of mercy and compassion. Those who wanted to know what the future held in store for them shook a bunch of wooden sticks until one fell off. Depending on the number on the stick, a piece of paper was handed out with predictions about the person’s future.
We proceeded to the Nam Soon temple, home to the “mad monk”, who earned the sobriquet because of his fondness for meat and wine. A room in the temple housed quite a collection of antique Chinese furniture.
Nanking Restaurant, which was apparently frequented by Shammi Kapoor, was the next attraction. On the floor above the closed restaurant, the Tong On Church was the highlight of the walk. Locals brought out dragon masks and treated us to dragon dance, which is usually performed during the Chinese New Year. Some of us even got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of trying our feet at dragon dance.
The final stop was Gee Hing Church, where community members were playing mahjong, which I felt was a complicated version of the popular card game, rummy. We also visited the place where the last rites of the Chinese are performed. Whether a body is cremated or buried depends on the person’s last wish.
Ritwik Sen
The Chinese have been in my city since Job Charnock’s time but I would have remained oblivious of the community’s deep local roots had I not joined the group that set out to explore the old Chinatown and Tiretta Bazar on Sunday morning.
The community has even inspired the Bengali word for sugar — chini — because they had first produced it in the city. Dishing out such trivia and guiding us was Joseph Percy Ling, who chose the Chinese breakfast stalls as the first stop. Pity that nobody wanted to eat for fear of getting late!
A temple tour followed, starting with the Sea Ip Church, which houses the god of mercy and compassion. Those who wanted to know what the future held in store for them shook a bunch of wooden sticks until one fell off. Depending on the number on the stick, a piece of paper was handed out with predictions about the person’s future.
We proceeded to the Nam Soon temple, home to the “mad monk”, who earned the sobriquet because of his fondness for meat and wine. A room in the temple housed quite a collection of antique Chinese furniture.
Nanking Restaurant, which was apparently frequented by Shammi Kapoor, was the next attraction. On the floor above the closed restaurant, the Tong On Church was the highlight of the walk. Locals brought out dragon masks and treated us to dragon dance, which is usually performed during the Chinese New Year. Some of us even got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of trying our feet at dragon dance.
The final stop was Gee Hing Church, where community members were playing mahjong, which I felt was a complicated version of the popular card game, rummy. We also visited the place where the last rites of the Chinese are performed. Whether a body is cremated or buried depends on the person’s last wish.
Ritwik Sen
Friday, April 26, 2013
Hope Of A New Era
" The Chinese community of Kolkata
Cordially invite you and your representative of your organization,
to a gathering :
On 21st April 2013, at 10.30 a.m.
At Toong Oon Church,
22, Black Burn Lane ,Kolkata,India
The Honourable Prof. Maria Fernandes, Vice Chairperson,
Minority Commission, West Bengal, has consented to be the speaker."
As per the programme the meeting took place with representatives from the various Indian Chinese organizations.
Prof. Maria Fernades was welcomed by Mr. David Chen on behalf of the community; two lions welcomed her and offered her two bouquets of flowers and Mr. Thomas Chen sung a Chinese song to welcome her.
She spoke about the scope of the Minority Commission and its various functions in particular for the Indian Chinese in India.
In the interaction followed, she cleared doubts and presumptions, which was very enlightening. She not only offered her service to our community and encouraged us to move forward with the assurance of the law of the land in our support in giving us assistance to help us in solving the problems that had afflicted us.
The audience were not only impressed by her sincerity and encouragement to move forward but also stimulated to serve the country as its citizen, and do our best as equal citizens.
Hope this will be the prelude of a new era for the Indian Chinese Community in Kolkata.
Chinatown Revival
Kolkata’s Chinatown Set For Revival
KOLKATA, 23 APRIL 2013 : Discussions and debates in quaint Chinese tea houses over simmering cups of green tea in the snaking lanes of Kolkata's Chinatown may soon be a reality. A project aimed at preserving the heritage of the Indian Chinese community in the city and to create an eco-friendly and economically viable arts-heritage-food hub will provide a much-needed facelift to Chinatown.
Titled 'The Cha Project' or tea project, the venture will help preserve Old Chinatown (Tiretti Bazaar) and will focus on developing the New Chinatown (Tangra) that houses Kolkata's 4,000 strong Chinese community, the largest in the country.
"It will be an urban regeneration initiative as well as a tourism opportunity. It will not only attract tourists but people from the city itself. Basically, it will recreate the old Chinatown days," said Mr G M Kapur, state convenor of Indian National Trust for Art and Cultural Heritage (INTACH).
The Chinese have been coming to India from the time of scholars Fa Hien (4th century) and Huen Tsang (7th century) ~ some might even have settled in India, making it their home. But it was not until the 1700s that the Chinese began settling in discernible numbers. Written documents from 1778 mention the first Chinese settler in India ~ a man named Atchew.
Atchew set up a sugar mill in Achipur with 110 Chinese men. The British not only encouraged Atchew to settle in the suburbs of what was then Calcutta, but also gave him and his group all kinds of protection.
The first Chinese to start settling in the city were runaway sailors and the indentured servants mentioned in a letter from Atchew to Governor General Warren Hastings. The city, being a major port, played host to many Chinese sailors on their way to, or returning from, foreign lands.
They would stop in the city and wait for the ships to carry them to their destination. Journeys by sea were slow and the ships infrequent, so many months had to be spent ashore. While they waited for their ships, they looked for work in the city. Some of them might have eventually stopped their seafaring ways and settled in the city.
As part of the initiative by INTACH and the sate government, quaint traditional Chinese tea houses will be built across Chinatown to boost the culture of the community.
"There are plans of building tea houses which will serve as cultural centres," said Mr Paul Chung, president of the Indian Chinese Association.
Art and crafts trademarks of the Chinese like carpentry, leather tanneries, shoemaking, hairstyling and the like will be revitalised to provide business opportunities.
The most striking features of the proposal are heritage centres and a museum that will showcase the history of the Indian Chinese through series of architectural reconstructions, dioramas and layered photographic backdrops, all enhanced by audiovisuals using photographs from different periods.
"We do not have a place to display our history....our people are keen to have a museum in Old Chinatown," Mr Chung said.
Displays of personal everyday objects and old documents and records, contributed by members of the community, will serve as artefact in themselves.
The landmark Toong-on temple on Blackburn lane in old Chinatown, built in the 1920s, that had the very popular Nanking restaurant (shut down for more than a decade) as one of its tenants, might also be converted to a heritage centre.
"We are awaiting the go-ahead of the state government. The concept has been designed and proposal has been submitted," Mr Kapur said.
In 1910, the Chinese community was pushed to the fringes of the city, where they established leather gardens for the tanning industry. This place would later become known as Tangra, (also known as Dhapa or New Chinatown).
Periods of disorder in China ~ the First Opium War in 1840 and the revolution in 1911 ~ saw waves of Chinese migrating to India. By the 1930s, the number of women and children in the community increased considerably. Chinese men were now bringing their families with them.
There was also a burgeoning Indian tea industry that needed trained workers, which led to a further increase in Chinese immigrants. Soon the Chinese, though essentially an insular community, became part of the city's, and to a lesser extent Bombay's (now Mumbai), melting pot.
Hakka tanners and shoemakers, Hupeh dentists, Cantonese carpenters and restaurateurs, all left their lasting stamp on both cities.
In 1939 the Japanese air raids on the Calcutta docks caused considerable damage and loss of life. World War II in Asia saw an interruption in the flow of Chinese migrants to the city.
During the Calcutta riots of 1946, the Chinese played a conciliatory role, keeping violence under check in old Chinatown.
The Sino-Indian war in 1962 changed the equation forever. This period saw the Chinese diaspora being arrested, restrictions placed on free movement, the Indian citizenship of those who had acquired it being revoked and other clamps on civil liberties.
For the city's Chinese, life in every way ~ social, cultural, religious and most important, economic ~ was disrupted. There was even a stop to traditional ways of celebrating festivals ~ dragon and lion dances disappeared from the streets for many years ~ and marriages were low key.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
The buzz around ...
Thursday,18 Apr 2013
page 2 ( Times City ),Kolkata
page 2 ( Times City ),Kolkata
The buzz around Chinatown is back
Singapore-Based Buzz Media Joins Hands With Intach To Prepare Blueprint For Chinatown Revival, Govt To Partner In Project
Kolkata: Almost around the same time that Job Charnock anchored here, another foreign settler also chose to settle along the Hooghly, a little to the south of the city, along with 110 of his countrymen. Atchew was a Chinese traveller and finally set up a sugar plantation and mill in Atchipur, South 24-Parganas with his people. That was in 1778 and written documents are available to show that this was the beginning of a train of Chinese settlers who chose Kolkata as their home. Periods of disorder in China — the Opium war (1840) and the Revolution (1911) saw waves of Chinese men and women coming to Kolkata. By 1930, the Tiretti Bazar area or what is today known as Old Chinatown, was bustling with people.
Lack of space pushed some towards what then looked like the eastern fringes of the city and finally New Chinatown or Tangra developed into another exclusive Chinese settlement. By this time the community had started tanneries in Tangra to give vent to their traditional craftsmanship. A large number of Chinese labourers also migrated to the tea gardens to work as labourers since they had experience in the tea industry. Though essentially an insular community, the Chinese settlers in Kolkata mixed with the indigenous population and soon there was a demand for the Hakka tanners and shoemakers, Hupeh dentists and of course Cantonese carpenters and restaurateurs.
The Japanese air raids of 1939 and World War II in general saw a break in the flow of Chinese population to Kolkata and Mumbai, their two favourite haunts. The Sino Indian War (1962) changed everything and suddenly the community lost several civil rights and Indian passports were also revoked in some cases. That was the time when a large number of Chinese settlers in the city migrated to Canada and Australia. The old houses, places of worship and business establishments of the Chinese near Tiretti Bazar dwindled. Tangra continued, but the buzz grew fainter. Finally, the decision of the state government to remove tanneries from Tangra to counter pollution drove the last nail in the coffin.
Today, the pall of gloom and remoteness of India’s only Chinatown is palpable and it is time that the state government revived and restored it, says a document that has a detailed a revival plan for both old and new Chinatown. This document, prepared jointly by the Singapore-based Buzz Media and the Indian National Trust for Art and Cultural Heritage (Intach), was recently submitted to the state tourism department for a joint venture to restore and re-construct Chinatown and turn it into a tourist spot. Happily, the state government has agreed to partner in the project.
A large number of erstwhile Chinese residents of Chinatown are now settled in Singapore and the project was conceived as part of a nostalgic tribute to their old home. Many such Chinese-origin Singaporeans have been involved in urban renewal missions in Singapore and have also helped build infrastructure like the Chengdu Park in China. Interestingly, Media Buzz is now headed by a Bengali from the city, Rinkoo Bhowmick, who is a heritage conservationist in Singapore. Funds are not a constraint
since many from Singapore have already pledged support if the project takes off.
The document gives details like how the Toong-On Temple in Blackburn Lane in Old Chinatown, which used to house the famous Nanking Restaurant, is lying in a state of neglect and needs to be restored immediately. Again, the Pei May, the last surviving Chinese language school in the city, has also shut its doors and its sprawling campus lies in disuse. These two relics of a bustling yesteryear community can become the centres around which the revival can spin, the document says.
“We want to involve the dwindling Chinese population in the revival project. The Indian Chinese Association, which is the only representative body, has shown a lot of interest already. Once the project starts a design to connect the whole of the selected area will be prepared and existing structures will be enmeshed in such a way that they look like part of a large Chinese scheme,” explained G M Kapur, state convener of Intach. The document says that a large number of traditional Chinese professions like handcrafted leather, dentistry, carpentry, dry cleaning, beauty care, hairstyling and of course, food, will form part of the design, so that people are naturally drawn to the project and funding for its upkeep becomes easier.
Tourism secretary Vikram Sen agreed. “We are indeed happy at the interest that the Singapore-based urban renewal body has shown in Chinatown. We were planning to showcase Chinatown for a long time and here is an opportunity to do so jointly. We will soon ask them to prepare a detailed project report,” he said.
Among the images used in the revival project document is a picture of the Toong-On Temple (above left) on Blackburn Lane in Old Chinatown. The project proposes to turn the temple into a heritage centre. Titled ‘Project Cha’, which has tea as its theme, the plan is to dot Chinatown with traditional tea houses (above right) to foster cultural cooperation as envisaged by Rabindranath Tagore, states the document
TOI has consistently run campaigns highlighting the problems faced by Chinatown and given a blueprint for its revival
Jhimli Mukherjee Pandey TNN
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Spring Festival
Wednesday , Feb 27, 2013 , page 7
Chinese troupe for Visva stage
Santiniketan, Feb. 26: Visva-Bharati has invited a Chinese dance troupe to perform at the university on Thursday in what officials said was an attempt to make students aware of the neighbouring country’s culture.
The three-hour programme by Jilin Provincial Group, named “Happy Spring Festival 2013”, will be organised by the Chinese department and will include a spring festival and lantern dances to Chinese folk music. The consul-general of China in Calcutta, Zhang Li Zhong, will be the chief guest.
The programme will be held in Natyaghar, the varsity’s main auditorium.
Officials said Tagore set up the Chinese department in 1937 to promote the language and culture after his visit to the country in 1924. The poet requested Chinese scholar Tan Yunshan, who was touring India during the late 1930s, to be the founder-director of the department.
Today, Abhijit Banerjee, the head of the Chinese department, said: “This is the first time a cultural troupe from China will perform in Visva-Bharati. We want the students of Cheena Bhavana (the Chinese department) to make themselves familiar with the Chinese culture.”
The troupe is now organising shows in Delhi. After the programme at Visva-Bharati, the team will go to Rabindra Bharati University in Calcutta.
“The team is known internationally,” said Jayeeta Mazumdar, the general manager of Indo-China Promotion Council in Calcutta.
Asked how the programme will help students to become familiar with Chinese culture, Banerjee said: “Chinese culture is part of our course for undergraduates. The dance forms will depict the two most important festivals of China, the lantern festival and the spring festival. All our students will be present. Everybody in the varsity is invited.”
Cheena Bhavana has of late organised several programmes involving the two countries.
SNEHAMOY CHAKRABORTY
Friday, February 15, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Time For A Start
Sunday, Feb 10, 2013, page 2
The Best Chinatown In the World, right here in City of Joy
This column coincides with the start of the Chinese New Year. And what makes the occasion special for us in Kolkata is our unrivalled love for Chinese food. In fact, in the 30 or so countries across the world where I have tasted Chinese food, nowhere is the love for these delicacies as vibrant as in Kolkata. Yes there are some excellent Chinese restaurants spread across in North America, Europe and Australia, but our good old Tangra and the experiments with Chinese food at eateries like Mainland China and Chinoiserie surely take the cake.
First things first- there’s nothing called Chinese cuisine as such. In China itself there are many different varieties of food ranging from the spicy Hunan and Sichuan to the more provincial varieties. What we understand as Chinese food in Kolkata is a more indigenized version of Hunan or Sichuan cuisine, which is a mesh of Chinese with spicy Indian to suit our taste buds. Melbourne, in fact, has gone a step further and set up a chain of Indian-Chinese restaurants across Lygon Street in the Central Business District of the city. In most of these restaurants you get what they call the “Indian Chilli Chicken”!
Among my favourite Chinese restaurants across the world, the four that rank the highest are Kai in Vienna, La Cite Du Dragon in Brussels, Shark Finn Inn in Melbourne and Min Yang at the Taj Landsend in Mumbai. Others that are also worth a mention are Xian in Summertown in Oxford, Sea Palace in Amsterdam, le Sichuan in Paris and also le Sichuan in Chicago. It is perhaps of interest to state here that Kai and Koi are common Chinese restaurant names in Austria, with Vienna alone having more than a dozen of these spread all over the city. My favourite is the one located just next to the Burgasse station on subway line 6, because the owner speaks and comprehends English perfectly. Of all these, Xian in Oxford has a good wine collection to go with the food.
As I mention my favourite Chinese restaurants across the world, it would be sacrilegious to not dwell on Tangra, which continues to be an alltime favourite and which played a part in nurturing my taste for Chinese food while growing up in Kolkata. Despite not having half the décor in comparison to other China towns of the world, Tangra has survived just because of the quality of food it continues to serve. In my 25 years of visiting Tangra the smell emanating from a combination of the city’s waste and burnt leather, a residue from the 350 or so tanneries that once had their base in Tangra, has remained the same. But the stench recedes as you get closer to the chain of restaurants with their bright red facades and unostentatious exteriors. Most restaurants have dangling red Chinese lanterns hanging from the entrance. Tangra also has its own Chinese newspaper and a Chinese Kali temple among other things making it unique.
Two stand-out Tangra features that have stood the test of time are the portions served and the minimal time taken for service. Even the most elaborate order won’t take more than thirty minutes to serve and a ‘small’ soup is enough for two people. A plate of chowmein will easily feed two adult males and a full plate of chicken can serve a family of four. For providing a sumptuous meal at a very reasonable price, Tangra is still the preferred Chinese food destination for the middle class Kolkatan and visitors who wish to experience one of the true attractions of the city.
And it is here that we can do a lot more. It doesn’t take much to promote Tangra as part of the city’s heritage, spruce it up with new gates and other Chinese decorations, do a Chinese food festival from time to time and put it into the tourist map of the city. If the 13th arrondissement in Paris (which houses the city’s main Chinatown) can attract the number of visitors it does, Tangra has the potential to attract double the number of people if not more. If the Dim Sum lunches in Melbourne’s Chinatown can find a mention in the tourist literature distributed at the Melbourne airport one wonders what stops us from not doing the same in the newly built Kolkata international terminal. Heritage walks in Tangra ending with a lunch at one of the restaurants will sure have many takers among tourists. To put it bluntly, we have the best Chinatown in the world but we refuse to promote it. Time perhaps for a start- better late than never.
First things first- there’s nothing called Chinese cuisine as such. In China itself there are many different varieties of food ranging from the spicy Hunan and Sichuan to the more provincial varieties. What we understand as Chinese food in Kolkata is a more indigenized version of Hunan or Sichuan cuisine, which is a mesh of Chinese with spicy Indian to suit our taste buds. Melbourne, in fact, has gone a step further and set up a chain of Indian-Chinese restaurants across Lygon Street in the Central Business District of the city. In most of these restaurants you get what they call the “Indian Chilli Chicken”!
Among my favourite Chinese restaurants across the world, the four that rank the highest are Kai in Vienna, La Cite Du Dragon in Brussels, Shark Finn Inn in Melbourne and Min Yang at the Taj Landsend in Mumbai. Others that are also worth a mention are Xian in Summertown in Oxford, Sea Palace in Amsterdam, le Sichuan in Paris and also le Sichuan in Chicago. It is perhaps of interest to state here that Kai and Koi are common Chinese restaurant names in Austria, with Vienna alone having more than a dozen of these spread all over the city. My favourite is the one located just next to the Burgasse station on subway line 6, because the owner speaks and comprehends English perfectly. Of all these, Xian in Oxford has a good wine collection to go with the food.
As I mention my favourite Chinese restaurants across the world, it would be sacrilegious to not dwell on Tangra, which continues to be an alltime favourite and which played a part in nurturing my taste for Chinese food while growing up in Kolkata. Despite not having half the décor in comparison to other China towns of the world, Tangra has survived just because of the quality of food it continues to serve. In my 25 years of visiting Tangra the smell emanating from a combination of the city’s waste and burnt leather, a residue from the 350 or so tanneries that once had their base in Tangra, has remained the same. But the stench recedes as you get closer to the chain of restaurants with their bright red facades and unostentatious exteriors. Most restaurants have dangling red Chinese lanterns hanging from the entrance. Tangra also has its own Chinese newspaper and a Chinese Kali temple among other things making it unique.
Two stand-out Tangra features that have stood the test of time are the portions served and the minimal time taken for service. Even the most elaborate order won’t take more than thirty minutes to serve and a ‘small’ soup is enough for two people. A plate of chowmein will easily feed two adult males and a full plate of chicken can serve a family of four. For providing a sumptuous meal at a very reasonable price, Tangra is still the preferred Chinese food destination for the middle class Kolkatan and visitors who wish to experience one of the true attractions of the city.
And it is here that we can do a lot more. It doesn’t take much to promote Tangra as part of the city’s heritage, spruce it up with new gates and other Chinese decorations, do a Chinese food festival from time to time and put it into the tourist map of the city. If the 13th arrondissement in Paris (which houses the city’s main Chinatown) can attract the number of visitors it does, Tangra has the potential to attract double the number of people if not more. If the Dim Sum lunches in Melbourne’s Chinatown can find a mention in the tourist literature distributed at the Melbourne airport one wonders what stops us from not doing the same in the newly built Kolkata international terminal. Heritage walks in Tangra ending with a lunch at one of the restaurants will sure have many takers among tourists. To put it bluntly, we have the best Chinatown in the world but we refuse to promote it. Time perhaps for a start- better late than never.
Boria Majumdar
Thursday, January 31, 2013
WATER SNAKE NEW YEAR
February 10th 2013 begins the year of the Water Snake Chinese New Year, known in China as Spring Festival (simplified Chinese: 春节; traditional Chinese: 春節; pinyin: ChúnjÃe). It is sometimes called the Lunar New Year, especially by people outside China. The festival traditionally begins on the first day of the first lunar month (Chinese: æ£æœˆ; pinyin: zhÄ“ng yuè) in the Chinese calendar and ends on the 15th; this day is called Lantern Festival. Chinese New Year's Eve is known as ChúxÄ« which literally means "Year-pass Eve".
Some of the celebrations for this Chinese New Year Season in Kolkata
2/2/2013 - The Chinese community of Ekta Flora housing estate welcomes the New Year
3/2/2013 - The Annual Lion Dance Display and Cultural Show at Territti Bazar, commences from 18.00 hours
9/2/2013 - Lion groups gather in Tangra for the inauguration at 22.00 hours . Commence visiting from 24.00 hours for nest two days
10/2/2013 - Choong Yi Tong celebrate the new year
12 and 13/2/2013 - Fete at Tangra
2/2/2013 - The Chinese community of Ekta Flora housing estate welcomes the New Year
3/2/2013 - The Annual Lion Dance Display and Cultural Show at Territti Bazar, commences from 18.00 hours
9/2/2013 - Lion groups gather in Tangra for the inauguration at 22.00 hours . Commence visiting from 24.00 hours for nest two days
10/2/2013 - Choong Yi Tong celebrate the new year
12 and 13/2/2013 - Fete at Tangra
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
B L E S S E D
On behalf of Chinese community of Kolkata, we honour the elders on double nine ( 23/10/2012). It was in newly rescued Toong Oon Church premises at Black Burn Lane.
We were blessed with so many of our elders
50th Anniversary of the Deoli Camp
Commemoration of the 50th Anniversary of the Deoli Camp on November 18, 2012 at Toronto, by Association Of India Deoli Camp Internees 1962 ( AIDCI ) .
There were more than 250 participants,among them over 50 camp survivours, VIP and out-of-town guests. It had for the AIDCI meeting, 9 speakers courteously spoke about their personal experiences and their personal views on Deoli Camp. This was possible for it is the direct result of the joint effort of every one concerned .
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Two Titles of MO YAN
Two Titles from Seagull Books by MO YAN the 2012 Winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature
CHANGE by : Mo Yan
Translated by Howard Goldblatt
PB, 124pp, 4.25 x 7 inches
ISBN 978 0 8574 2 160 9
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Releasing on 1 December 2012, the new NOVEL
POW!
by : Mo Yan
Translated by Howard Goldblatt
HB, 392pp, 6 x 9 inches
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Howard Goldblatt is research professor of Chinese at the University of Notre Dame. Founding editor of Modern Chinese Literature, he has contributed essays and articles to the Washington Post, Times of London, TIME Magazine, World Literature Today, and the Los Angeles Times, among other publications.
Monday, October 29, 2012
A Trust Betrayed
Without Apologies
The state cares little about the lost years of our ethnic Chinese
S.N.M. Abdi
Not too long ago, I visited a restaurant called Beijing in Tangra, Calcutta’s Chinatown, for a Sunday brunch with friends. The Cantonese noodles and pepper chicken, served in square, white plates, were so delicious that half-way through the meal I wanted to compliment the owner. But Monica Liu, a waiter informed me, had not returned from church. She turned up in a pantsuit while we were savouring our dessert. “You are a God-fearing woman providing excellent food to his hungry children,” I remarked. “You are welcome, sir,” she replied. Then she muttered under her breath: “We have a lot to thank the Lord for. I have come a long way from the concentration camp where I was baptised.”
People rub their eyes in disbelief. I couldn’t believe what I heard. Concentration camp? “I am so sorry, but were you in a concentration camp in China?” I asked Monica confusedly. “No sir. We are Indian citizens. We were picked up from our home in Shillong and dispatched to a concentration camp at Deoli in Rajasthan by the Indian government. We spent over four years behind barbed-wire fences patrolled by soldiers whose rifles were always pointed at us.”
I had thought that I knew my India inside out. But I was proved wrong that Sunday. Like the vast majority of my countrymen, I was blissfully unaware of the detention of a huge number of Chinese Indians in Deoli’s Central Internment Camp during the 1962 India-China war. By New Delhi’s own admission, nearly 3,000 men, women and children of Chinese descent—most of them Indian citizens—were imprisoned in Deoli without trial. They were picked up on the pretext that they posed a threat to India’s security. But the only ‘evidence’ against them was the colour of their skin and facial features. The war lasted barely a month, but many internees were rotting in Deoli until late 1967—five years after the armed conflict!
That Sunday, however, Monica had caught a seasoned journalist like me by surprise. Fortunately, we struck up a conversation—if we hadn’t, this book wouldn’t have been written.
I called on Monica after a few days to see her baptism certificate. The pale green paper had cracked at the folds but it corroborated her stunning remark. Born on October 14, 1953, she was baptised on March 23, 1965, in the Deoli camp, according to the signed and stamped certificate No. 67. She recounted her baptism in a makeshift chapel by Reverand Father Benedict Fernandez of the Church of Saint Joseph in Kota. The visiting chaplain had signed Monica’s baptism certificate with a flourish befitting the truly pious.
The baptism certificate is the only proof Monica has of her detention—and she has preserved it. She was a bubbly nine-year-old when the Shillong police picked her up along with her family and packed them off to Deoli in November 1962. Prisoners without trial, they were released in February 1967, traumatised and penniless. No document were ever issued to them. For a government, it’s difficult to get more arbitrary than that.
My account of wartime abuse of Chinese Indians is based on interviews with surviving internees in India and elsewhere. In their recollections, Deoli emerged as a metaphor for state-sponsored oppression, racial profiling and humiliation of persons with Chinese blood. Indian officials who dealt with the Chinese then spoke to me at length. Some talked on record; others shared information and views on the condition of anonymity. Without their version, an objective appraisal was out of the question. I examined hundreds of pages of diplomatic correspondence between New Delhi and Beijing about the persecution of people of Chinese origin in India just before, during and after the war, besides classified home ministry files and records of the Intelligence Branch of the West Bengal government.
The Indian government emptied the Northeast—close to the zone of military operations—of Chinese in 1962. But they were also taken from Calcutta, Bombay, Delhi, Kanpur, Jamshedpur and elsewhere by special intelligence units and despatched by train to Kota, the nearest railhead from Deoli.
A concentration camp has horrible connotations. So, was the Deoli facility a concentration camp?
Its antecedents were a dead giveaway. Its origins lay in a cantonment established by the British army in Deoli in 1852; in 1942 its barracks were converted into a POW camp for German, Italian and Japanese combatants and nationals. In 1947, the military handed it over to the home ministry. When busloads of Chinese families started arriving at the camp in November 1962, they were subjected to regulations from an old military manual for administering Axis POWs gathering dust in the commandant’s office. For instance, dinner was served at 5 pm and lights were switched off at 7 pm, plunging the prisoners’ wings into darkness until daybreak. The rule was revoked when it was realised that, unlike Axis POWs, 60 per cent of the internees were children or elderly persons.
According to Sunanda K. Dutta-Ray—former editor of The Statesman—the wartime population of ethnic Chinese was around 60,000, with Calcutta accounting for 50,000. But Arun Chandra Guha, an MP representing Barasat, revealed during a 1962 parliamentary debate that there were between 20,000 and 30,000 Chinese in India. The 1961 census pegged India’s population at 439,234,771, or about 440 million. Going by Dutta-Ray’s figure, ethnic Chinese then accounted for 0.013 per cent of India’s population; going by Guha’s, they accounted for between 0.006 and 0.004 per cent. Could this minuscule minority have posed a threat? By no rational yardstick could such a tiny ethnic group have endangered India. But ethno-phobia is triggered more often by hallucination than facts.
The Indian government spoke with a forked tongue while incarcerating persons of Chinese descent. On December 13, 1962, it said it “became necessary to remove all Chinese nationals from that region (Assam and West Bengal) along with others who were security risks when Chinese aggressors had been moving threateningly toward those areas”. On January 8, 1963, it called its action “the minimum any government would take under similar circumstances”. Justifying individual arrests, India said “there were very clear reasons for their detention because of their prejudicial and anti-Indian activities”. But after hurling accusations, the government did a somersault: on February 27, 1963, Union home minister Lal Bahadur Shastri gave the detainees a clean chit! He told Parliament that no internee would be tried for spying or subversion. Shastri was true to his word: nobody was prosecuted. But nobody was set free either: they simply languished behind barbed wires like POWs.
Sadly, even 50 years later, the Indian state has no regrets. There are no pangs of conscience, no symptoms of soul-searching. Questioned about excesses, Jagat S. Mehta, retired foreign secretary who manned the China desk of the external affairs ministry during the war, told an interviewer that India may have overreacted. “Today we are talking from the benefit of hindsight. But during the war Chinese were suspects, although they had been settled in India for a very long time. They got caught in the crossfire when China attacked India.”
In the countdown to war, apparatchiks were cocksure about men of Chinese lineage swelling the ranks of an advancing PLA. A jittery nation was warned that distinguishing between invaders and their collaborators would be impossible because of their identical features! Betrayal was imminent, they insisted: a Fifth Column would suddenly spring into action at the appointed hour, inflicting heavy losses. When nothing of that sort happened despite the PLA marching deep into the Northeast, it was propagated that the Fifth Column was keeping its gunpowder dry and waiting for India to drop its guard before blowing up regimental headquarters, bridges and dams.
A case was systematically built against potential saboteurs, or subversives in waiting. The unfolding reality rubbished every single intelligence report, though. So, in the end, the internees remained just suspects—evidently innocent and harmless—compelling a hard-boiled diplomat like Mehta to concede as much after five decades.
Key Indian officials of that era said they feared a repetition of events in Europe during WW-II. They claimed that Germany’s Blitzkrieg 22 years earlier gave them sleepless nights when reports of China amassing its forces on the border began to trickle in. Officials subscribed to the widely-held view that Norway, Denmark and France wouldn’t have fallen in three months without internal saboteurs. Indian officials, particularly those who had worked with British defence strategists until 1947, believed that Germany’s lightning conquest and rapid destruction of the three countries’ armies was greased by a formidable Fifth Column nurtured by the Third Reich. And they concluded that China had taken a leaf out of Hitler’s book and raised a network of agents—particularly in the Northeast—to help the PLA overrun India.
Moreover, Indian officials brazenly cite America’s treatment of ethnic Japanese after the December 7, 1941, attack on Pearl Harbor by Japanese navy bombers to justify the internment of ethnic Chinese. Detentions in India, they said, paled into insignificance before the world’s biggest democracy and a superpower like the US throwing 1,20,000 Japanese Americans into concentration camps without batting an eyelid. According to them, the two democracies were compelled to intern persons with Chinese or Japanese genes in their national interest. To be sure, India’s Foreigners (Internment) Order of November 3, 1962, was cast in the mould of Executive Order No. 9066 signed by President Franklin D. Roosevelt on February 19, 1942, authorising detention of the Japanese to prevent sabotage and espionage. But the parallel goes no further because surviving internees in the US eventually received a fat redressal cheque and a letter of apology from the president.
In 2008, I suggested in an opinion piece published in The Times of India and Khaleej Times that our government should at least say sorry to the Deoli internees. I also wrote that India’s civil society is unlikely to allow a repetition of such state-perpetrated atrocities unopposed in future. Thanks to the internet, I was flooded with e-mails from Deoli victims and their families, now settled in various countries. But the response of Mao Siwei, consul general of China in Calcutta, to my initiative was rather intriguing. Siwei read my piece and wrote back: “Thank you for standing up and speaking out for the Chinese community in India. I remember that in the early 1980s when the so-called Cultural Revolution was just over, there were two schools of thought about what China should do. One was to check the history of the Cultural Revolution thoroughly and making it clear what was right and what was wrong, and get justice to everyone. The other was to Look Forward and not argue too much about the past for the time being. Mr Deng Xiaoping adopted the latter approach. The history of the last thirty years has proved that Deng was right. The former Soviet Union kept checking its history of 70 years but the state collapsed. China has allowed some of its historical issues to remain unsolved but the Nation became stronger. I am afraid that you can get all the justice for the Chinese but then you would find that the remaining 3,000 Chinese have left Calcutta forever. Middle Path is the main feature of Chinese culture. Maybe I am wrong.”
Siwei is indeed wrong, exclaims Paul Chung, Indian Chinese Association president. Chung believes that an apology is a must, as the community’s wounds have not healed. “Unless the government acknowledges that the Chinese were unnecessarily targeted and tortured, how can there be healing? Nobody has owned up responsibility for our suffering. It’s necessary for the Indian government to publicly admit its guilt so that the victims feel reassured,” he advocates.
“Chinese culture hinges on harmony. And rebellion is the antithesis of harmony. Importantly, destiny is supposed to penalise the perpetrators of injustice. That’s why Chinese reaction to the grave injustices of 1962 was to leave India and go away without protesting—without disturbing the harmony. But that’s a typical Chinese approach. I have been brought up differently by Christian priests. Western philosophy demands justice. It encourages people to fight for justice. It’s not fair to wait for justice. The bully has to say sorry, acknowledge his guilt and even offer financial compensation to remove bitterness. While a typical Chinese would leave it to destiny, I would rather pull out all stops to seek justice for harmony’s sake.”
(S. N. M. Abdi is deputy editor of Outlook. These are excerpts from the opening chapter of his forthcoming book on the persecution of ethnic Chinese during the Sino-Indian war.)
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