<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Political on Anachronistic Monk</title><link>https://durwasa-chakraborty.github.io/tags/political/</link><description>Recent content in Political on Anachronistic Monk</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><copyright>© 2026 Durwasa Chakraborty</copyright><lastBuildDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 16:44:28 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://durwasa-chakraborty.github.io/tags/political/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Ashes on Our Foreheads: The Right to Protest Is the First Right of a Patriot</title><link>https://durwasa-chakraborty.github.io/posts/the-ashes-on-our-foreheads-the-right-to-protest-is-the-first-right-of-a-patriot/</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 16:44:28 +0530</pubDate><guid>https://durwasa-chakraborty.github.io/posts/the-ashes-on-our-foreheads-the-right-to-protest-is-the-first-right-of-a-patriot/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;figure&gt;&lt;img
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Lahore, 1929. Image courtesy of British Pathé.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a photograph that should hang in every classroom in this country: the funeral procession of &lt;span class="mention"&gt;Jatindra Nath Das&lt;sup class="mention-ref"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="mention-link" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jatindra_Nath_Das" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jatindra_Nath_Das&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
, 1929,
winding through the streets of Calcutta. Six hundred thousand people walking
behind the body of a twenty-four-year-old who had starved himself for
&lt;em&gt;sixty-three&lt;/em&gt; days in Lahore Central Jail. He was not demanding independence that
day; he was demanding that an Indian prisoner be fed and treated like a European
one. He died for the dignity of the jailed, and a nation that was not yet born
carried him on its shoulders. Let me say that again: &lt;em&gt;sixty-three&lt;/em&gt; days! That is
two months of hunger strike and, of course, the beatings, the jail, the pain,
the suffering.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>