Panchayat Raj

The anniversary special of the newsmagazine The Week of Dec 28th, 2003 has lots of stories of the warm and fuzzy feeling variety. I went through the breathless prose of a large number of luminaries in it, including that of President Kalam’s. What especially caught my eye was an article in the section BestofTheWeek2003 section from their Jan 26th issue — the Republic Day issue — titled simply SOLD.

The story was about panchayats in rural India, specifically about women being ‘fined, humiliated, and sold to the highest bidder.’ It is chilling reading and here are some lines from that article.

… Devaki Bai, 30, had been sold to another man for Rs 5,000 … Women were auctioned during Panchganga, a panchayat held to hear matters of dispute … Women were asked to lower their saris and stand with stones on their heads.

… Young Basanta was sold for Rs 8,000. … More than 20 women were brought to the Panchganga to settle disputes and to be auctioned. Those with no bidders were slapped with a fine and made to stand for six hours with a huge stone on their heads.

Sushila was sold … for Rs 7,000. Basanta did not want to go back to her husband… Her father was fined Rs 10,000 and then she was put on sale.

… her head was uncovered and her sari lowered suggestively by the Panchganga members. … Basanta said police were present at the auction.

Basanta was sold for Rs 8,000 and when she objected she was made to hold up one hand and stand on one leg. She was left to starve while others feasted…

“The money collected as fine and sale of women was used for the feast and allied expenses of Panchganga,” said tahsildar Jayant Joshi. …

Warms the cockles of your heart, doesn’t it, reading about the wonderful warm honest upright citizens of rural India? I was reminded of another article that I had come across last year. It was by Amrit Dhillon, a British citizen based in Delhi who wrote an article titled “Malicious, Petty and Unimaginably Cruel” which I include in the extended entry to this post.

What are we to make of this? Panchayat raj was to be the bedrock upon which India’s democracy was to be grounded according to Gandhi. I am sure that he did know rural India. Did he know that rural India was stupifyingly superstitious, ignorant, uneducated, poor and petty-minded, misogynistic, and myopic? Those aren’t the best grounds upon which the tree of democracy can flower, are they?

There is a lesson here for the cautious. But first I include the article by Dhillon below. Read and weep for the poor unfortunates, mostly women, who have to endure panchayat democracy of rural India.

Malicious, Petty and Unimaginably Cruel

It sounds idyllic. Village councils. Grassroots democracy. The words evoke a pastoral vision: handsome men with impressive handlebar moustaches wearing smocks and turbans surrounded by country belles in richly coloured saris, all seated under the shade of an ancient banyan tree. Bells tinkle as cows amble home after grazing, a pleasing smokiness from wood fires being lit for cooking the evening meal fills the air, and the sun sets on the flaming-yellow mustard fields as the village meets to discuss important matters in tones of sweet reasonableness.

What could be better? This is direct democracy at work. Power where it should be: on the ground, in the hands of men and women so that they can determine their destiny rather than having it determined for them in faraway Delhi. But hey, what’s that strange fruit hanging from the eucalyptus tree near the pond? A bunch of oversized papayas? A tangled mass of coconuts? Why, it’s the rotting corpse of a young woman, strung up by the village council for daring to defy convention by wanting to marry — quel horreur — a man of her own choice who also happens to be — quelle honte — from a different caste.

Every other week stories emerge from the interior of the Indian countryside of village councils, known as panchayats, handing out gruesome judgments on anyone whose behaviour diverges from mediaeval conventions. Most panchayat members are pig-ignorant peasants; men whose minds are darker than the bottom of the village well and replete with feudal beliefs that haven’t been re-examined for centuries. These are men who believe their honour resides not in their own exemplary conduct but in their wife’s crotch; that women should walk a few paces behind a man, display the obedience of a bullock even if beaten, and never challenge the status quo.

The same yardstick applies to the lower castes. If they get ‘uppity’, hell hath no fury like an upper-caste Hindu villager who believes that it is an immutable law of nature for the lower castes to be treated as less than human. A low-caste woman in south India who moved to a town, got herself an education and then became a social worker, returned to her village one day to see her folks. The high-caste members of the panchayat, incensed that she was wearing shoes, threw chilli powder in her eyes, thrashed her for impertinence with — a nice touch — her own shoes, and threw her out.

The only thing wrong with village democracy is the village. The only idyllic thing about an Indian village is the landscape. The villagers themselves are usually barbarous misogynists. Give them power and this is what you get:

  • A young woman bludgeoned to death on the orders of a panchayat because the village concocted stories about her having an affair and giving birth to an illegitimate child.
  • Two teenagers dragged into a shack, hacked to death and burnt by their families with the enthusiastic approval of the panchayat because the boy was a Brahmin and his inamorata belonged to a lower caste.
  • A married woman, accused of sexual misconduct, is given the choice by the village council of being fined, or raped by five men. The woman, a teacher, told a television news channel that schoolchildren had been forced to say that she was guilty of illicit sexual relations.
  • A couple stoned to death for wanting to marry. They belonged to different castes but their families had no objection. The village council disagreed. The families were also driven out for being so ‘liberal’.
  • A young girl denounced for “immorality” and accused of being pregnant is told to leave her home along with her family. The large belly turns out to be a tumour, but the village council refuses to allow her or her family back.

The more humane punishments for anyone who dares to be different involve humiliation such as being paraded naked in public or having one’s head shaved. A woman was dragged naked through the streets with bells tied around her neck and her face blackened with shoe polish. A man was paraded naked on a donkey with a garland of shoes around his neck and a bell around the donkey’s neck so that people would hear and come running out to join the fun.

Welcome to village India. Only metropolitan liberals with a preposterously romantic view of rural life could imagine these villages as being Arcadian. It was presumably such naive notions that inspired India’s ruling elite to establish panchayats all over the country in the years after independence so that local communities could govern their own affairs. Spend just five minutes in a village and you will know that you’ve stepped into an eddy of intrigue, cunning, malice, pettiness and unimaginable cruelty.

My father, who grew up in a Punjab village, remembers to this day the envy that corroded the souls of his neighbours when my mother began using soap detergent for the laundry in the early 1930s instead of the traditional plant that was used for lathering clothes. The local crones would walk past my mother’s kitchen, glancing spitefully at the foam in the gutter. ‘How can she afford it when we can’t?’ Villages are heartless places populated by heartless people who never do any heart-searching. The atmosphere is polluted by bigotry, because in villages no belief or custom is ever doubted, much less re-examined.

Add to this poisonous brew a high level of ignorance, illiteracy and irrationality and you’ve got yourself a rollicking dystopia. This is not to say that only those acquainted with John Stuart Mill should exercise power, but how can it be a good idea to give absolute power to men who use it to enforce cruel, ignorant and intolerant attitudes?

The strangest anomalies arise from superimposing power on a bedrock of ignorant minds. Apart from anything else, the verdicts of panchayats on unconventional social behaviour contradict Indian laws. A court in Rajasthan, for example, ruled recently that an illegitimate child should enjoy the same inheritance rights as the child born in wedlock. Try telling that to a panchayat itching to lynch anyone who feels amorous outside marriage.

Earlier this month, India’s supreme court decreed that any Hindu well-versed in the scriptures could become a priest in a temple, not just Brahmins. Try getting high-caste villagers to follow the ruling when they won’t even let the low castes set foot inside a temple or go near the village pond for fear of ‘contamination’.

You see, it’s one thing when India’s uneducated masses vote in a general election. This is people power, but via the ballot box: it is diffuse, operates at many removes and ultimately ends up being exercised by MPs, who themselves are hemmed in by laws, party policies, restraints and rules.

But it’s another thing altogether when you give power to a panchayat. It’s direct, naked, immediate power; a bit like walking into Sainsbury’s for the weekly shop and finding your neighbours arrayed in front of the poultry section, waiting to judge you for flirting with your rather nice married neighbour. If found guilty, they drag you into the stock room and push your teeth down your throat. No mediation here, no dilution, no appeals, no layers of bureaucracy or procedures to soften the encounter between victim and assailant.

Giving power to panchayats is a disaster. As it is, the lack of privacy in a village is scary. Your buffalo is constipated? People know. Possess only three pairs of undies? They know. In debt? They know. In this context, to push the private into the public domain is to invite tyranny because villagers in India are clueless about notions of individual freedom, tolerance, the right to dissent, or even the basic concept of the separation of public and private. Bottom-up democracy is an appalling idea: it caters to the lowest common denominator, and in some villages it’s so low that it’s underground.

This is not to say that all village councils should be abolished. By all means, let them decide if the sewers need repairing, when to fix the leaking school roof and the most desirable spot for storing cow dung. Just keep them out of anything personal and private. In matters of the heart, distant rule by an indifferent and uncaring Delhi is just fine.

Amrit Dhillon is a British Asian currently based in New Delhi.

Author: Atanu Dey


11 thoughts on “Panchayat Raj”

  1. This article triggers a lot of emotions and instincts within me. The urban (read sheltered) Indian within me attempts to avoid realizing the depth of the words and evade the brutality of the facts. The modern (read ignorant) Indian within me tries to cross-reference this with what he knows of Gandhi’s teachings and philosophies and is scared of the situation at hand for the policy makers and citizens of this country. The individual, that I am, is overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the task at hand for our generation to do anything which will effect any sort of noticeable change.

    btw, Happy New Year.


  2. Hi Atanu,

    Well, I am really not sure what to comment on this, but wanted to make some comments as I have experienced indiscriminate discrimination in my life in various forms.

    I want to mention a shocking event that took place in my life. As usual like lots of Indian youth who come of college, and dream about going to US, I also joined the bandwagon and paid a few thousands of rupees to an institution in Hyderabad. They told that they will process H1B papers for the most intelligent guys first and take it from there. But to our utter surprise, in the next 1 year or so none of the top guys in the institute got their H1B, but all the guys who belonged to the CASTE of the MD/CEO got the SACRED H1B papers and they flew to US, finally ALL the so called highly intelligent guys who belong to different/lower castes had to find jobs some where else and find some other means in realizing the dream of getting sacred H1B.

    This is just one major example that I have experienced and how deeply India is divided on caste basis and the mayhem that it is creating in the society on a day to day basis. What do you think about that, is it just RURAL INDIA? Only uneducated indians, or the whole Indians. Personally as more and more people are getting educated more and more caste conflicts are happenning, the society is getting more and more grouped on the caste lines.

    Forget about rural India, I would like to see educated India, which will treat each and every person that visits their house with same level of respect like giving water in the same glasses, allowing them to eat at the same level. I may not be clear enough in expressing, but I don’t see it happenning in the near future, I really wish I can see that happen.

    6th Sense Kind of Dialouge:


  3. Ramdhan,

    Your comments are pertinent to the core problem that confronts India and which is being systematically ignored by practically everyone. I will begin exploring that topic from today onwards.



  4. Hi Atanu,

    I would love to see the disection done by a Master like you. I wish to see atleast the readers of your articles realize the stark fact and start influencing the community arround them.

    Have a Wonderful New Year.

    Ramdhan YK


  5. This is a misnomer thatthese are the same panchayats as being promoted by constitutional amendment.These are caste Panchayats and no noe ca nreally control them.
    Moreover infidelity in maritalrelations is prevalent in schedule tribes and castes and it is not frowned upon but people are allowed to move on by paying a fine.


  6. thought provoking, the slogan INDIA SHINING seems such a sham, I feel ashamed when these news are beamed around the world……..
    Surely you cant let bunch of illitrates be judges
    but can, all we do is write!!
    I think we should also think abt how to bring changes…
    Mr. Atanu if you know how to go about let us know.


  7. Hi,very colorful article in this nice website. I will come here usaually to support you.So beautiful photoes of these lovely flowers. So is this article here,and. I will often come. Pls keep it.


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