Day 25
I learned from my experience at the movie theater and from
watching TV shows in India that censoring plays a big role in what can be shown
on-screen. Fortunately, I was given a case to read in which a suit was filed
against the producer of a movie due to the negative portrayal of a religious
group, and I was able to read about censoring in-depth.
The Censor Board, which is controlled by the central
government, sets guidelines for film certification and reviews films before
they are released. They have the ability to deny certification and ask that
certain scenes or dialogue be removed.
These guidelines began by stating that the films submitted
for approval by the Censor Board needed to be “sensitive to the values and
standards of society,” and be “clean and healthy entertainment” of “aesthetic
value” and “cinematically of a good standard.” It also stated that the
censorship was not meant to unfairly restrict artistic expression and creative
freedom.
Ironically, the guidelines then went on to give a list of
scenes that were not allowed to be included in the movie. These included ones
depicting “child abuse, abuse of animals, or the abuse or ridicule of
physically or mentally disabled persons.” “Scenes involving sexual violence
against women” had to be “avoided or reduced to a minimum [with] no details
shown.” “Anti-social activities such as violence” were not to be “glorified or
justified.” Scenes “justifying or glorifying drinking, drug addiction, or smoking,”
“scenes degrading women,” and “visuals or words promoting communal,
obscurantist, anti-scientific, and anti-national attitude” were not allowed to
be shown on-screen. Furthermore, during the course of the film, the
“sovereignty and integrity of India [was not allowed to be] called into
question,” the “security of the state [was not to be] jeopardized or
endangered,” “friendly relations with foreign states [were not to be] strained,
“ and “public order [could not be] endangered.”
After reading the whole list of guidelines, it became clear
why so many movies were banned in India. The government has complete control
over the arts.
And so even though the Constitution of India guarantees
freedom of expression, logically, it cannot.
Day 26
I always get emotional reading through human rights cases,
but today’s case file hit my heart in a different way. Today, I caught a
glimpse of the 1984 genocide against the Sikhs.
In 2011, an engineer discovered a site in a village called
Hondh Chillar in Haryana, India. After realizing what had happened there, he
took pictures of the deserted area, and enlisted the help of Sikh organizations
to help preserve the site. The man had found the aftermath of a massacre that
occurred twenty-seven years ago.
In response to the assassination of Prime Minister Indira
Gandhi in October 1984, thousands of Sikhs were killed in horrific attacks all
across India. On November 2, 1984, the village of Hondh Chillar,
which was inhabited by more than 35 Sikh families, was invaded by three
truckloads of people who came shouting and armed with weapons. According to
eyewitness reports, the mob took diesel from the tractors of the villagers and
burned children alive. The women of the village were raped and murdered.
Innocent Sikhs were beaten, and when they ran into their homes to save
themselves, their attackers would lock them inside and set the houses on fire.
An estimated 60 – 70 people died that day.
A very vague First Information Report (FIR) was registered
on the complaint of a reported killing of Sikhs in Hondh Chillar. The police
barely did any investigating. There were no interviews with survivors or
witnesses. The case was closed, and the FIR was claimed to be lost or
misplaced. The survivors left the village and did not return out of fear and
because they knew the police were involved and would not help them.
And so the story of the Hondh Chillar massacre was
forgotten. Only when the site was discovered twenty-seven years later did the details
of the attack come to light. Only then were twenty-nine of the victims traced
and identified as casualties of the mass grave. It’s hard to believe that they
went forgotten for so long after such brutal violence and horrendous bloodshed.
It hurts to think about it.
As I looked over the photographs of the site that the
engineer took in 2011, a knot formed in my throat. The entire area lay in
ruins. You couldn’t miss it from afar. Beyond the bright green thriving grass
was a large patch of gray and brown, where pieces of what once was lay amongst
the burnt, dead grass. Human remains, mostly bones were scattered in the
torched compounds. The village’s Gurdwara, which was once a safe, beautiful,
peaceful place, was completely burnt and inhabited by stray animals. Shambles
of homes, crumbles of bricks, a few portions of gray walls left standing,
decaying plants…it was as if someone had gone in and snatched all the life out
of this place. It was colorless, lifeless. Frozen in time. Forgotten.
I closed my eyes and prayed.