Patriotic Passions - Jallianwala Bagh
Jallianwala Bagh - -what images this name invokes in us! We have all
read and studied about the massacre of the innocent men, women and children who
had gathered at the Jallianwala Bagh to take part in the Baisakhi festivities.
Having studied and having taught, having answered questions and having set
questions, having seen movies on this episode of our freedom struggle and on
the episodes this led to, it was with awe that I entered the gates to this
hallowed ground.
Jallianwala
Bagh is just a few meters away from the Golden Temple. After paying our respects at Harmandir Sahib,
we walked the short distance to this martyrs’ memorial. This place does not
look like it has changed much in the last 100 years. The approach to the garden
is still through a narrow road, lined with shops on either side. The entrance
is a small narrow gate in the wall. The bagh is enclosed on all four sides. The
walls of buildings on three sides of the garden form parts of the compound
wall. There is a high compound wall where no buildings are present. It is
completely enclosed, the only point of entry and exit being the gate in the
front or jumping over the high walls. Today, what was just a vacant plot of
land with a few trees and plants going under the grand name of Jallianwala
Bagh, has been turned into a true garden, with lush green lawns and flowering
plants.
The place
of death and horror, a place where the walls once, a century ago, reverberated with
sound of gun fire and echoed with the
screams of the wounded and the dying is today an oasis of peace and quiet. The
trees which stood as mute witnesses to this horror continue to stand giving
shade to the thousands of tourists who come to pay homage to the martyrs.
Though
the place is full of tourists, it is not noisy. The history of this ground,
consecrated by the blood of hundreds weaves it spell on all. The people speak
in hushed tones and there is a general air of awe and reverence. The ‘amar
jyothi’, burning in memory of the people who lost their lives here, placed
exactly opposite the spot from where Gen Dyer’s men opened fire, sets the tone
for the mood of homage. The tree on which the men climbed to try and jump over
the high wall, the well into which men, women and children jumped into, to
escape the bullets, the brick wall with bullet holes in it, all bear testimony
to the heartless horror that had been unleashed on a people whose only fault
was that they wanted to welcome the new year with joy and gaiety.
A walk
around the bagh and through the small museum ignites in us feelings of sadness
along with a strong surge of patriotism and pride.
The
Jallianwala Bagh is one of the saddest and most horrific events of our freedom
struggle, one that will never fade from our national memory. The names of the
thousands who died may be forgotten, but their tragedy never!
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