Anniversary !!!

 

50th Anniversary of Deoli Camp

 

 

 

 

 

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 .

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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

Rs 275, $15.00 / £10.50

(Currently Available)

 Releasing on 1 December 2012, the new NOVEL

POW!

by  : Mo Yan

Translated by Howard Goldblatt

HB, 392pp, 6 x 9 inches

ISBN 978 0 8574 2 076 3

Rs 750, $27.50 / £18.00

 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.

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.)

A Trust Betrayed online

Our Trampled Days

The road to Deoli
Our Trampled Days
A contented life. Then, years of humiliation ringed by barbed wire

Ma Oy Fong

I didn’t know what Chinese New Year was like until I was 14. We had always celebrated
quietly at our home in Calcutta. Oranges, red purses, large red characters signifying good luck and fortune were about all I knew about the celebrations of the New Year.

Then my brother went to Tangra to join a lion dance troupe. Precocious, I went with him and stayed at his friend’s home. It was an all-night party. Firecrackers popped all night, the smell of gunpowder hung over the fetid air of Tangra. My host had food everywhere: on the big round table, end tables, at the altar. It was a season of excesses, many of which I learned at the expense of other events the rest of the year.

I had to ask my mother, Li Yue Hua. For as long as I could remember we didn’t celebrate the Chinese New Year. The raw excitement, the smell of incense and firecrackers, drums and gongs—why did we not celebrate the new year? She finally told me that year that my family was interned on New Year’s Day following the 1962 war with China, on January 25, 1963. I asked my mother to tell me about that day and the weeks leading up to it. This is what she said:

“The family had just finished prayers at the puja ghar. Since our family was so big, they worshipped your father’s great grandparents in a small building. Bowls of fruit, sweets, special New Year sesame brittle and fried bow-ties stood in front of the large portraits of your ancestors.

“It was different that year. We were there to offer our thanks to the gods, but everyone was nervous. Your grandparents, uncles and aunts were praying. It was the last time the whole family was together. The day before, on New Year’s Eve, your grandfather had given the workers’ families bags of food and gifts. We used to have a feast for all the workers who came to the house and played cards after. Now, the workers were all gone.

“I remember the day they left: November 18, 1962. All the Chinese workers in our factory were interned that morning. Since the carpenters did not speak English, your dad had to interpret their orders for them. They were to leave immediately and had time to pack a few belongings. Each man packed little. They were gone by noon. Their wives and children wept as they watched their husbands and fathers taken away. Your grandfather promised the workers we would look after their families for as long as we were there.

“Soon after that day, we heard that Chinese passport holders in Darjeeling and Assam were being interned. Like our staff, only the Chinese men were taken, not their families. Your dad’s sister, her husband and the rest of her husband’s family were also interned in November. Your grandmother burst into tears when she heard the news. I read her a report from Amrita Bazaar Patrika, about how well the internees were treated. I’m not sure it comforted her, but she seemed a little happier.

“A few days later, the army came to collect our vehicles to use in the war. Our driver went with the car, too. We were told not to leave the compound. Without cars, there was nowhere we could go. Four guard posts were erected around the compound. Each had two men guarding and they were there 24 hours a day. Lal Bahadur, who had worked for us for years, went to shop for our groceries. When Lal Bahadur brought back the vegetables and meat the guards examined his bags.

“The army was billeted at the airport. Every day, the soldiers drilled and marched. Tanks and combat vehicles rolled past. Trucks and lorries drove on the main road which was just a few yards from our gate. From the verandah we watched nervously and told the children not to go near the gate. We lived in uncertainty and fear every day.

“It seemed we were going to have to go to Deoli so we all started packing. Each family member had a suitcase. Your grandfather checked his luggage every day. He was diabetic and 70 years old. Some days he found the suitcase too heavy and unpacked items. The next day he would find them necessary and pack it back into the suitcase. We all did similar things, sometimes laughing at the choices we made. It was strange what we chose to pack. A photograph, our wedding certificate, socks....

“We didn’t have much to do. The factory and sawmill were closed. Our staff, minus the Chinese carpenters who were already interned, was still living in the compound. Then we started culling the livestock. Every day we took a few ducks and chickens and prepared them for meals. Nothing tasted good anymore. Everyone ate like machines, but preparing the food gave us something to do.

“This went on for a month. We followed the newspapers, often afraid of what we would read. The Chinese army had stopped all incursions in December 1962 and had pulled back to their lines. We knew this because our driver and cars had come back from the border. The jeep had been used for transporting supplies and for medical evacuation. It looked like it had been in a war. A week before the New Year, our hopes lifted. Your grandmother got us started on making New Year sweets and cookies.

“On New Year’s Eve, your grandfather pointed to the packed suitcases lining the living room and said, ‘I don’t want to see the unlucky bags. The war is over. I don’t think anything is going to happen to us.’ So everyone unpacked their bags. We were all happy to do so.

“On New Year’s Day, we had finished prayers and just settled to play cards. We play cards every year to see how lucky the new year will be. I lost three games. Then I looked up and saw an army car approach the house driveway. Eight to ten soldiers or police got out and walked to the house with rifles drawn.

“An officer stepped into the house and identified himself. He read out two names: mine and your dad’s. ‘Step aside. You will come with us. You can collect your bags. Don’t take any jewellery. You can take Rs 500 for your family.’

“It was only our family. Even though I knew it was coming, it took me a while to realise they were taking us away. I saw your grandmother crying and your aunts, too. Grandmother packed us a big bag of New Year cookies....

“Since the army car had come with eight men, there was no space for us. We requested the officer to let us go in our car. Our driver Sundar, the same one who had gone to the border, drove us to Siliguri. It took a whole day to get to Siliguri. The cars made several stops. Your brother ate cookies and asked me why I was crying. We reached the jail at 7 pm. The warden met us. I told him we had not eaten. He offered, ‘Have some tea’.

“Siliguri jail had a criminal ward and barracks. I asked the warden to stay in the barracks. I wanted to be treated as a political prisoner, not a criminal. They separated the women and men. I had your brother with me as he was just eight. Your dad and older brother was in the men’s ward.

“The barracks were three-sided, wooden structures with tin roofs.  We stayed in Siliguri for a month. While we were there, 20 Tibetans came two weeks later. They had been captured while fleeing Tibet. I kept asking the warden when we would go to Deoli. Siliguri was no place to stay for children. Besides, your aunt and uncle were in Deoli. At least we knew someone there, even if it was an internment camp.

“The day finally came when we had a date we were leaving for Deoli. One of the officers I befriended told me to buy certain things that were very expensive in Rajasthan. A bucket. He also told me to buy food for the road. Marie biscuits. We were given a stipend of Rs 2.50 per day for the journey. Your brothers got half of that, Rs 1.25, since they were children. Half an egg each. The train left around noon. It took us three days to reach Rajasthan. We were in two carriages. There were several of us: the Tibetans, our family, and a Hakka jootawalla from Kalimpong and another Cantonese man from Assam who had joined us in Siliguri. It was so hot. I could eat only kakris. And I was soon sick of them. The journey was tense. Eight policemen from Siliguri escorted us. They warned us politely, ‘Don’t show your face at the door. Don’t get out of the train.’ We soon realised why. In some towns people threw cow dung at us.

“We finally arrived in a big station at Kota. An army truck had come to receive us. Each person was interviewed at the office before being driven to the camp. I was so relieved to have reached our destination.

“The camp was surrounded by a barbed wire fence. Four guard posts at corners, with additional posts in between, were manned all day and night. The barracks had been built during World War II to imprison Japanese POWs. The walls were thick, to keep out the blistering heat.

“We were sent to your aunt and uncle’s quarters. They had a small room, so we all slept in the courtyard. I remember the night was clear and cool. There was no dew and we slept soundly on our first night in Deoli.”

I was born in Deoli that year. My family stayed there for four years and was finally released in June 29, 1967.

"Years Of Humiliation" online 

Special Issue: 1962 The China Disaster
Magazine | Oct 22, 2012
 Online Edition  

T I M E ...

Doing Time With Nehru   by   Yin Marsh 

( Life before the India-China Border War of 1962, events that led up to it, and life with my family at an internment camp )

Doing Time With Nehru
Book — A Memoir
Price: $14.95

www.doingtimewithnehru.com

 " My hope is that this memoir will encourage other internees to come forth and tell their stories, and eventually lead the government of India to acknowledge the wrong it had inflicted upon Chinese Indians and issue an official apology "

                                                             - Yin Marsh

2012 Nobel Prize in Literature

Mo Yan ( means "Don't speak" ) has won the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature, announced Peter Englund, Permanent Secretary of the Swedish Academy in Stockholm today.

Born Guan Moye in 1955 to a farming family in eastern Shandong province, Mo chose his penname while writing his first novel. Garrulous by nature, Mo has said the name, meaning "don't speak," was intended to remind him to hold his tongue lest he get himself into trouble and to mask his identity since he began writing while serving in the army.

As a 12-year-old during the Cultural Revolution he left school to work, first in agriculture, later in a factory. In 1976 he joined the People's Liberation Army and during this time began to study literature and write. His first short story was published in a literary journal in 1981.

With hallucinatory realism Mo merges folk tales, history and the contemporary.

In his writing, Mo Yan draws on his youthful experiences and on settings in the province of his birth. This is apparent in his novel Hong gaoliang jiazu (1987, in English Red Sorghum 1993).

Mo is best known in the West for "Red Sorghum", which portrayed the hardships endured by farmers in the early years of communist rule. His titles also include "Big Breasts and Wide Hips" , "The Republic of Wine" , "The Garlic Ballads" . Mo has written 11 novels and many short stories and essays on various topics.

Red Sorghum was successfully filmed in 1987, directed by famous Chinese director Zhang Yimou.

Through a mixture of fantasy and reality, historical and social perspectives, Mo Yan has created a world in its complexity,at the same time finding a departure point in old Chinese literature and in oral tradition.

Despite his social criticism, he is seen in his homeland as one of the foremost contemporary authors.

If you want to start off to get a sense of how he is writing and also get a sense of the moral core in what he is writing I would recommend "The Garlic Ballads".

Oldest Cemetery

 

 

Visit to the Oldest Chinese Hokkien Cemetery

 In the quest to know more about the coming of Chinese to India, we remember that the first group of Chinese came to India led by Chang Ah Chew.

 In order to gather some more information, we decided to go and pay a visit to the Hokkien cemetery with the hope to gather some definite dates on these people and other important data.

 Six members of the Chinese community visited the cemetery at Ghoshbagan near the old number 38 bus terminal known as Mathpukur.

 We were in for a shock as we entered the premises. The once beautiful and traditionally well-kept cemetery was not there anymore. What remained was shambled ground surrounded by few constructed houses spread about with people living in them.

 We could not find any complete tomb structures with the beautiful layout on a respectful atmosphere. We were dumbfounded with what we saw.

We got into the ground not through a gateway but by a narrow lane of about 3 feet wide, between the walls of standing buildings. And the greatest disappointment was, there was not even a single tombstone around. We found the base boundary of 2 graves; one of an adult and the other of child. Besides that, there were one or two small part of a concrete pillar lying around not far from the 2 remaining ruins of the graves.

 The once well-kept pond, was filled with dirty black water. There were houses with people living in it and even a shed where cows were kept.

 After a few minutes of our presence, a small curious crowd appeared, they were watching us to find out what we are doing there. There was no attempt to establish any communication. One of two of them was dressed better than the others.

 We were saddened by what we saw, and left with disappointment.

Now we wonder if we care enough to do something about it?

ROAD & HOME

Courtesy : CNN ( 15 August 2012 )

AUGUST INVITATION

Warrior God Wins a Battle

The Telegraph ( Metro , page 17 )

 Calcutta , 13 August 2012 , Monday

Chinese church reopens after a decade of litigation

The spirit of a Chinese warrior god and the resilience of a community have helped save a church dedicated to the deity in the heart of the city after a decade of litigation.

Lamps were lit and the hum of prayers echoed in the freshly painted hall of the Toong On Church at 22 Blackburn Lane, off New CIT Road in central Calcutta, on Saturday for the first time since the building got dragged into a property dispute.

“Our efforts to save our church have paid off. We are delighted,“ Li Han Kuang, the secretary of the Toong On Church, told Metro. The first prayer session marked the birth anniversary of the deity, Guan Di. A dragon dance and a feast followed the prayers.

The battle to save the church may have been won but the war is far from over for the Chinese, whose population in the city has dwindled to less than 2,000.

Two garbage vats in the vicinity of the church have marred the joy of winning back the building. “We have started a movement to restore the sanctity of the place,“ said Dominic Lee, a resident.

Construction of the church had started in 1917 and the structure was completed in 1924.
“It used to be the nucleus of the vibrant Chinese culture in the city,“ said secretary Kuang.

According to Kuang, the church had rented out the ground floor to a Chinese businessman in the Forties to generate funds for its upkeep.
He opened an eatery named Nanking.

The going was smooth till 2000, when the businessman's grandson Au Yau Wah tried to sell off the property.

The dispute went to court and dragged till Wah's death.
The community got back possession of the church last month after both sides withdrew their cases.

Toong Oon Prayer Meeting

The Chinese community held a service before the Toong Oon Temple , on 15th July 2012 and then went inside the temple ...

The actual condition just outside Toong Oon Temple, even after a whole day of trying to remove the garbage that was piled there

Paying Homage at the door before entering into the Temple itself

Congregation at the Entrance Door of the Temple

The Beautiful statute of Kuan Yin, as seen by the devotees after a
period of 2 years

Under the Candle Lights for the Offering Ceremony

Offering to Kuan Yin at the Alter

SAVE OUR TOONG ON CHURCH

TOONG ON CHURCH , KOLKATA

22, BLACK BURN LANE, KOLKATA 700 012

From

HUMILIATION

SHOW SOME RESPECT TO THE HERITAGE MONUMENT OF THE INDIAN CHINESE COMMUNITY

STOP CONSTRUCTION OF THE GARBAGE DUMP AND PUBLIC TOILET

    保 留 我 們 的 東 安 關 帝 廟 ，

在 22, BLACK BURN小 路 ，KOLKATA 700 012

從 羞 辱 .

顯 示 尊 重 我 們 的 印度 中 國 社 區 的 遺 產 紀 念 碑

停 止 建 設 廢 料 垃 圾 堆 和 公 共 廁 所 。

    
In Simplified form :

保 留 我 们 的 东 安 关 庙 ，

在 22,BLACK BURN 小 路，KOLKATA 700 012

从 羞 辱 .

显 示 尊 重 我  们 的 印  度中 国 社 区 的  遗 产 纪 碑

停 止 建 设  废 料 垃 圾 堆 和 公  共 厕  所 。

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Buddha Light Temple

Innaguration of the new Buddha Light Temple at Tangra on 29 th April 2012

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4G & ZTE

Bharti Airtel launched India's first TD LTE / 4G services in Kolkata yesterday ( April 10 , 2012 ). ZTE, the Chinese telecom equipment maker, will be the backbone of its network in Kolkata .

Mr. Cui Liangjun, Chief Executive Officer, ZTE India said, “We are glad to be a part of Airtel’s foray into LTE services for the first time in India. ZTE is fully determined to build a strong LTE ecosystem that offers a scintillating experience for Internet users.”

TD-LTE ( Time-Division Long-Term Evolution ) is China's home-grown 4-G mobile-telecommunications technology and standard co-developed, since late 2007, by Datang Telecom, China Mobile, Huawei, ZTE, Nokia Siemens Networks, Alcatel Shanghai Bell, Qualcomm, ST-Ericsson, Leadcore.

ZTE is a leader in developing LTE technologies and till date has applied for 381 essential patents (EPs) for LTE standards, which account for approximately seven percent of the total number of EP applications globally. The organization offers a full range of LTE base stations, including widely distributed macro stations. It has won 30 contracts for LTE commercial application and has deployed test networks in cooperation with more than 100 operators across the globe.

TD-LTE offers asymmetric use of unpaired spectrum.It allocates separate channels for outward and return signals, emulating full-duplex transmission over a half-duplex communication link.

Ethnic Chinese Population

‘Quit India’ orders: the waning of the ethnic Chinese population in India

| Talk by Kwai-Yun Li |
Photos by Vidura Bahadur

9th Feb | Thursday | 6 pm |
Ants Cafe
( Behind New Horizon School )
100 Feet Road
Indiranagar | Bangalore

( organised by maraa in collaboration with The Ants Cafe )

All are welcome

About the Talk:

The first Chinese immigrated to India from China in the 1770s. Others followed. These Chinese settled mostly in Calcutta. In the early 1800s, the East India Company decided to convert the jungle in Assam into tea plantations. They recruited “tea planters” from China. The Chinese immigrants continued to arrive in India. In the early 1950s, they could be found in the cities like Delhi, Bombay and Calcutta and in tea plantations and towns in the foothills of the Himalayas, like Makum, Darjeeling and Shillong.

On October 20, 1962, the Chinese and Indian armies clashed in NEFA (North-East Frontier Agency, modern day Arunachal Pradesh) in the north-east and Aksai Chin in the north-west. The Indian Army suffered a humiliating defeat. The Indian government interned over 2,000 Chinese residents in Deoli Detention Camp, Rajasthan; deported an equal number to China and enacted a series of anti-Chinese ordinances and laws.


This talk is an attempt to tell the story of an ethnic minority group caught in a border dispute.


About Kwai-Yun Li: Kwai’s parents immigrated from Moi Yen, China to Calcutta, India in the 1920s. The youngest of nine children, she was born in the sleeping alcove at the back of the family shoe-shop in Calcutta. She immigrated to Toronto in 1972 and became an accountant. While working in accounting, Kwai returned to school and became a writer. More about her on www.kwaiyunli.com


About Vidura Jang Bahadur: Vidura was born in Lusaka, Zambia and has travelled extensively across India and China over the last decade. His interests lie in exploring ideas close to him and experimenting with storytelling, form and format. He is currently working on a photography project on the Chinese Indian community that will culminate in a book and an exhibition.



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REPUBLIC DAY

HAPPY NEW YEAR 4710

Chinese New Year falls on Monday, January 23, 2012

Chinese New Year is popularly known as Spring Festival. It usually starts from late January and early February. The variation in the date of festival is due to the changes in the track of the new moon.

Chinese New Year starts with the New Moon on the first day of the new year and ends on the full moon 15 days later. The 15th day of the new year is celebrated as the Lantern Festival.

2012 marks the 4710 th Chinese New Year, and this time it is the year of dragon according to the Chinese zodiac calendar.

The dragon is the 5th sign of the Chinese zodiac and it is regarded as an auspicious symbol which stands for power, good luck, success, and happiness.

C O N F U C I U S

Touch of Dynasty

On the occasion of the centenary celebration of the Overthrowing of Qing Dynasty, how Dr. Sun Yat Sen touched me in my youth



All young student is expected to at least do their study, yet this kind of expectation is usually untenable to the young student, for what matter to them is to be free to play and to eat when they are hungry; and they seems to be always hungry.

The years of my schooling pasted without much significant events, a few here and there, with the exception of one normal incident that turn out to have leaved a permanent impression in my life.

It was normal as a student of class IV in a Chinese school, to be given a chapter to learn by heart as home task. On that particular occasion, most of my classmates did what we usually do. I, on my part did not even turn the book.

Next day, our class teacher promptly calls us up to find out whether the task was comply with. Soon he found many of us wanting. The defaulters were punished by a few strokes with a warning that it should not be repeated. If it were repeated in the future a tougher punishment would be given.

When my turn came, I was also found wanting. Instead of getting a few strokes of canning which should be painful I was spared. I was told to knee before the big photo of our National Father till I am told to get up. Time passes slowly, and it became more and more uncomfortable as it dragged on.

After one period of class it had become embarrassing, at the second period it had transformed into shame. Finally, I became the most noticeable shameless student of the class.

When I found it nearly unbearable, I picked up enough courage to ask my teacher for the reason which merited my special punishment.

What happened, till today, his words rang out loud and clear as it was yesterday, although it happened some 60 years ago ?

I was told to have a good look of the image of the person in the photo and identify him. I acknowledge him to be none other than Dr. Sun Yet-Sen, the National Father of China, It did not make any more than that his was responsible for the overthrowing of Qing Dynasty.

Then the teacher told me firmly that I ought to be ashamed and apologies to this great man who had sacrificed so much for the liberation of our nation. For I have not even care to use the talents that I have and have not even try to be a person I am to be. It is a shame for anyone who do not develop oneself and to be of service in the world we live in.

Somehow I could not help but to start to feel the shamelessness, worthlessness and uselessness. Tears soon followed, and with my teacher’s gentle prompting I made up my mind to do my best in the future by following his example of selflessness and perseverance in doing what I am born to do. From then onward I never failed to do my best and in the best of my ability.

Looking back, I realized on that fateful day I was touched by him whom I hardly know personally, but was so overwhelmed by his personality and example.

On recalling what happened that day, when he had touched and changed my attitude of life. I am proud and grateful to the Almighty for Dr. Sun Yet-sen and my teacher who cared and took the interest of the student’s future. I thank them for evermore.


PS : Dr. Sun Yat Sen was born on 12-11-1866 in the village of Cuiheng, Xianshang county, Guangzhou, Guangdong Province, China; which is 26 km north of Macau. But a certificate of birth issued by Hawaii that he was born in Kingdom of Hawaii on 24-11-1870, but the claim of Hawaii birth was based on typewritten testimony, and without any documentation from witnesses. He died on 12-3-1925 after illness in Beijing, China.

Treasures Of Ancient China

India and China, the two wonderful ancient civilizations of the world, is more than two millennium years old. The two countries were connected through the ancient ‘silk route’. But introduction of Buddhism in China from India was the most eventful incidence in the mutual relationship that triggered making of Buddhist art and architecture in China and the travel to India by the Chinese Buddhist monks like Fa-Xian, Zunzangand Izing.

To extend the historical tradition of friendly exchanges between the two countries, the year 2006 was declared as Indo-China Friendship Year and a significant component of it was the organization of exhibition on “Treasures of Ancient India” during 2006-07 in the four cities of China-Beijing, Zhengzhou, Chongqing and Guangzhou. The exhibition of about 100 artifacts was a microcosmic presentation of Indian art offered to the Chinese people at their doors. In reciprocation, an exhibition on “Treasures of Ancient China” has been organized this year (2011) in four cities of India - New Delhi, Mumbai, Hyderabad and Kolkata. The exhibition has been jointly organized by the Archaeological Survey of India and the State Administration of Cultural Heritage of China. It showcases about 95 antiquities in various art forms ranging from Neolithic to the Qing Dynasty. The range of Chinese exhibits in the exhibition, which will be at the National Library , Kolkata from 8 th Sep to 7 th Nov 2011, is very large, covering jade objects, porcelains, decorative elements, terracotta, metal ware etc.

The exhibition is aimed at further strengthening the bond of friendship between people of the two nations.

Venue :

Belvedere House , National Library
Alipore , Kolkata - 700027
9 th Sep - 7 th Nov , 2011
( 10 am - 5 pm )
Phone : 2479 1381 / 82 / 83 / 84

I n d e p e n d e n c e

On the invitation for 64th Independence Day Celebration by West Bengal Governor

The invitation arrived bringing a sudden and somewhat similar feeling as those of the Virgin Mary at her visit to her cousin Elizabeth who was carrying a child.

The humble sensation of unworthiness brought forth by the bestowing of significant for being remembered in this great and unique occasion is the honour on behalf of the Chinese Community in Kolkata.

In a way this has shatter ambiguousness and darkness that held by us in spite of being born and lived in this land of our birth. With this some ray light and hope emerges to encourage us.
It is the beginning that has to bring us hopes for our future as citizen. We do hope the message of hope and understand will become stronger, with the removal of undue suspicion so that will bring forth the more enthusiasm and strength to fulfill our contribution as proud citizen of India.

JAI HIND !!

G L I M S E

Lost Tribe

By Ming Tung Hsieh

Published: April, 2011
Pages: 252
ISBN: 9781456773380

This book is part memoir, part un-usual history of India and China, with lot of untold true stories about a small and an unique tribe that used to live in Calcutta’s (now Kolkata since 2001) China Town for as long back as the city of Calcutta which was established by the British East India Company in the 18th century, about the poignant story of an once vibrant tribe that was systematically rounded up by their thousands, women, children and infants included, then transported in special trains to a concentration camp in Rajasthan when a short sharp war broke out between India and China in 1962, many more were arrested in the middle of the night, taken to border and pushed across to China for deportation, even though many of them had never been or seen China before, such ethic-cleansing like measure were resorted to until it become a lost tribe. Emphasizing the fact that they were mostly small traders, shopkeepers & skillful craftsmen, diligently working and contributing to the local economy, never indulged in any antinational activity, yet when the far away border dispute cropped up between the governments of India and China, they were summarily arrested because of their ethnicity, this book also has many untold stories narrated by inmates of the only concentration camp interning the ethnic Chinese civilians during the later half of the 20th century, about how they lived, ate and stubbornly not giving up hope of being able to come out of it alive some day. When writing this book which had taken him more than four years of research and search for the relevant men and materials, he maintained that maximum care was taken to be as accurate and truthful as possible, he dedicates this book to the memory of the lost tribe as well as to the survivors from, and all those who did not survived in that wretched concentration camp

Mission Focus on Chinatown, Kolkata

The Telegraph , Calcutta
21 June 2011 , Tuesday
page 18 ( METRO )

Can also read at : The Telegraph ePaper

A Fusion Of Yoga & Tai Chi

The Times Of India ,Kolkata
28 May 2011, page 14

Ninety-three-year-old yoga guru Iyengar & 117-year-old Shaolin master Lu Zijian will brainstorm in China to bring about synergy in traditional fitness practices

What do a 93-year-old yoga guru and a 117-year-old Shaolin master have in common? The fact that they practise their art for hours even at this age. And that after a lifetime exploring the links between body, mind and spirit, they are sharp and agile enough to teach youngsters one-third their age lessons on how to stay not just fit but also equipoised.

Next month, yogacharya B K S Iyengar and the oldest Chinese martial artiste alive, Master Lu Zijian, will come together at an ambitious China-India yoga summit to be held in Guangzhou. The agenda: a dialogue on the traditional fitness regimens of the two countries. Not just that, Iyengar will lead a packed, three-day programme to guide around 1,000 yoga enthusiasts from China and abroad on the many interconnecting layers of the system. ‘‘I will go from the scratch to the ultimate,’’ says Iyengar, who is generously allowing beginners and veterans to take his classes.
Yoga reached China around 40 years ago and caught on like a wildfire despite the fact that the country has its own indigenous systems of mindbody regimens. There are about 15 millions yoga practitioners in China today.

This summit will see the entire yoga industry spread across neighbouring Taiwan, Hong Kong and Macau converge at Guangzhao. ‘‘Tai Chi is now not as popular as yoga in China. Yoga is definitely more popular among the educated youth, especially the women—95% of the learners are women,” says Zhiyong Chen, who is directing the
event that has the backing of the Indian consulate and the Ayush (alternate health) department of the ministry of health.

Lu Zijian, who is fondly referred to as the Yangtze River’s Great Chivalrous Man, lives in Chongqin and practises the evolved Tao-based martial art and healing system, bagua zhang. He has lived through China’s historical decades and is today celebrated as China’s most healthy centenarian.

With some help from interpreters, the two masters will “compare Tai Chi and yoga, their principles and similarities, how they look at the human body, mind and spirit, and how they work to improve them”, says Chen.

Senior Iyengar teacher Birju Mehta, who will be among the team of six from India, says the Indian and Chinese systems perhaps have parallel end goals though they follow different processes. Iyengar has held large-scale yoga summits across the world—the last in Russia two years ago. But this one is generating a lot of buzz because it sees the coming together of people who have inherited similar systems. And also because Iyengar has declared that this will be his last foreign yoga tour.

The yogacharya remains a staunch classicist in a world where yoga has acquired some really outlandish forms.But he is also open to dialogues with other traditions and last year had a public interaction with the Dalai Lama over Indian and Tibetan traditions.

Malini Nair

TAGORE AND CHINA

On May 12, 2011, Chinese ambassador Zhang Yan attended the launch of the new book Tagore and China hold in Alliance Francaise de Delhi. Chinese Indian scholar Tan Chung, Special Secretary of the Ministry of External Affairs in charge of public diplomacy Jayant Prasad, publisher of the book and other experts and academicians all in total over 100 people also took part in this event.

In his remarks, ambassador Zhang congratulated the publishing of the book. He indicated that Tagore is a well known and influential Indian litterateur in China. Several activities have been held in China in commemorative of Tagore's 150 years birth anniversary. Tagore has made great contributions to the mutual understanding and cultural exchanges of China and India.
Mr. Tan Chung gave a briefing of the book and a retrospection of Tagore and his visits to China. The book, which collected articles and essays about Tagore by both Chinese and Indian scholars, was published by Sage Publications, and edited by: TAN CHUNG , AMIYA DEV , WANG BANGWEI and WEI LIMING ( Peking University, Beijing, China ) .

TAGORE AND CHINA

edited by: TAN CHUNG Emeritus Fellow, Institute of Chinese Studies, New Delhi and Academic Associate, University of Chicago
AMIYA DEV Fulbright scholar to USA
WANG BANGWEI Peking University, Beijing, China
WEI LIMING Peking University, Beijing, China
Published : May 2011 , Pages : 420 Size : Crown: 7" x 10"
Imprint : SAGE India , India (INR) Rs 895

About the Book

Tagore and China is the first full account in English of Rabindranath Tagore’s visit to China and its civilizational import. Perhaps for the first time, exhaustive material related to the visit has been collected.

The book charts Tagore’s ‘grand visit’ in 1924 undertaken in response to China’s ‘Tagore fever’ and the series of talks he gave there, their antecedents as well as impact. Also discussed is the foundation of Cheena-Bhavana at Visva-Bharati—and thereby of Chinese studies in India—and Tan Yun-shan’s lifelong dedication to it and the Sino-Indian love it held.

This well-researched book unearths new material from Chinese sources to confirm the devotion of Tagore’s interpreter, poet Xu Zhimo, to him and Tagore’s affection for Xu Zhimo. Tagore’s two personal visits to Xu Zhimo, preceded by the latter’s visit to Santiniketan, have also been detailed.

Supplemented by several rare photographs, Tagore and China is a fitting tribute to Tagore’s 150th birth anniversary and is going to be of abiding value to Sino-Indian understanding.

About Tan Chung

Immediately after his birth in April 1929 in Malaya, Tan Chung was carried by his mother and aunt to Santiniketan to be shown to his father, Prof. Tan Yun-shan ( Tan Yunshan was the Founding Director of the Department of Chinese Language and Culture "Cheena-Bhavana" at Visva-Bharati University, Santiniketan) .

Gurudeva Rabindranath Tagore was glad to see the baby and christened him “Asoka” --- the Bengali name, Tan Chung could, unfortunately, never use. Tan Chung returned to Malaya(now Malaysia)with his mother who was the principal of the Aiqun Girls’ School at Batu Bahar. He was then raised in China from 1931 to 1954. He came to India to be united with his parents and studied at Santiniketan from 1955 to 1958.

He then started his career teaching Chinese language in India from 1958 to 1994 continuously in the National Defense Academy (Khadakvasla), School of Foreign Languages of the Ministry of Defense (New Delhi), Delhi University and Jawaharlal Nehru University. He also taught Chinese history at Delhi University from 1971 to 1979.

Tan Chung has published ten books in English and six books in Chinese. His 'China and the Brave New World', published in 1978, 'Triton and Dragon', published in 1985, and 'Dunhuang Art', published in 1994, are used as reference books for university students in India,USA,Taipei, and Hong Kong.

His 'India and China: Twenty Centuries of Civilizational Interaction and Vibrations', co-authored with Professor Geng Yinzeng of Peking University, is Part 6 of Volume III of the series of History of Science, Philosophy and Culture in Indian Civilization, published by Centre for Studies in Civilizations, New Delhi. His 16th book is 'Rise of the Asian Giants: Dragon-Elephant Tango'（2008,Anthem Press). His 17th book 'Tagore and China' has just been released .

Tan Chung has been active in developing Chinese studies in India in various capacities as the Head of Chinese and Japanese Studies of Delhi University, Chairperson of the Centre for Afro-Asian Languages and of the Centre for East Asian Languages of Jawaharlal Nehru University. He helped create the unit of East Asian Studies in the Indira Gandhi National Centre for the Arts (New Delhi) when he was Professor-Consultant there from 1990 to 1999. He was the founder Co-Chairperson of the Institute of Chinese Studies ( Delhi ) from 1990 to 2002.

He guest edited a special issue on 'India and China' for the Indian Horizon, the journal of the Indian Council for Cultural Relations in 1994. He has been the Honorary Consultant of the Editorial Board of The Selected Books of Oriental Cultures, Beijing , from 1996 to date.

He popularized the concept of 'Chindia' in China, and brought out the Chinese language book, Chindia --- Idealism and Realization in 2007.

Tan Chung is the recipient of Padma Bhushan award in 2010.