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Edited by Meself at 23-5-2018 03:55 PM
So after a lot of dilly-dallying, here I am with my take on Lieutenant Colonel Sikka's (Rtd.) encounter with a braveheart. The book traces the tense atmosphere of 1971 which ended with liberation of Bangladesh and India's resounding victory. While the Vijay Divas is remembered in its glorious technicolor, the behind the scene workings of achieving the same is often overlooked. The book makes a humble attempt at pulling the curtains from the same.
A chance in encounter in 1999, brought Lt. Colonel Sikka at the door of Sehmat Khan whose real identity is yet to be revealed. A beautiful, delicate looking Kashmiri woman who was single handedly responsible for destroying the Pakistani espionage and providing India with critical war information.
Set in 1969, just at the onset of the war; we see a 19 year old Sehmat getting married to Captain Iqbal Syed. Unknown to this young man is the fact the woman he is marrying and is all set to fall in love with is a spy, with a past and loves her nation more than anyone else. The book thereafter recreates Sehmat's cunning deployment and achievements into providing India with an edge over its Pakistani counterparts during the war.
What I loved about the book is that it stayed clear of the impassioned speeches and chest thumping that has become synonymous with this genre .It only talks about the grit and determination of a young girl who wants to be able to provide her country with valuable information. There is no mud slinging of "my-country-is-better-than-yours". Just underlying respect for the emotion of patriotism that was shared by every character in their own right. We see Sehmat as a happy wife, a doted upon daughter-in-law and a strong woman. But we also see a human who has to constantly supress her guilt by putting duty over everything else. Her simplicity, her devotion, her love and her longing are all crushed aside to fulfill one role that she had to fill in the enemy state.
The book also recounts, subtlely, the prejudices and hate mongering that somehow lingers as an aftermath of the partition of Indian subcontinent into two dominions. It reflects upon the instinctive human cravings of love, loyalty and guilt. She may had loved Aby and somewhere loved Iqbal too but her love for her country was greater. She had been loyal to Iqbal but her loyalty to her nation was far greater. These subtle nuances make the protagonist human instead of the war-hardened superhero. Her guilt of having killed a human is ignored until her duty is performed. After which she suffers from depression, it shows how despite being the militant how she remained human.
The book has it many glorious moment by treating the subject maturely. But at the same time it falls prey to heavily glamorized stereotypes too. Certain situations feel forced and unnecessary. And agreed that it is a fictionalized take on the life of Sehmat, it still leaves a little sour taste in the mouth. All in all it was a beautiful read. A tribute to the memory of a braveheart.
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