Few Torn Pages from India's Freedom Struggle

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Study of recorded history of India's freedom struggle leaves out multitude of people. In free India, it would be a historical cruelty to ignore the influences of small actions by individuals or groups on our freedom struggle. History is based on and includes the sum of history prior to the period under study. By the same logic, it influences the history of the period that follows. Therefore, to ignore individual or small group actions will be a great injustice to a fair history.

Few Tom Pages from India's Freedom Struggle is an effort to bring to light historically unrecorded individuals and their contribution to India's freedom struggle. These are accounts of very highly motivated young men and women who influenced the course of India's history.

An engineer by profession, Subir Adhicary has four books to his credit; one is in Bengali. He is a cartoonist and theatre personality and his writings reflect his keen sense of observation which is mirrored in his lucid manner of story- telling. He lives in Delhi.

History is an integral sum of individual actions of the period for which it is studied. It is based on and includes the sum of history prior to the period under study. By the same logic, it influences the history of the period that follows. Therefore, to ignore individual or small group actions will be a great injustice to a fair history. These actions are influenced by the events and emotions of the period and are required to be added to the integral sum of actions of the period.

It was the year 1955, I was five years old. My father, a doctor in the Indian railways, had just been transferred to Lucknow. One morning, he took me and my brother to a school for admission. It was housed in a big old colonial bungalow with huge open spaces all around. The bungalow had an annexe with a temporary tin roof. There were four big rooms. We were taken to one of the rooms. There sat a frail woman wearing a white khadi saree and an assuring smile. She held out a hand to me. I approached her tentatively, only to be lifted by her on her lap. She lovingly asked me a few questions which I replied to. I was admitted to class preparatory in the Lucknow Montessori School.

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