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GANDHI AND BLACKSTONE: TWO ALTERNATE PARADIGMS OF DEMOCRACY

Gandhian Constitution, though unwritten by Gandhi himself, provides the lucid details about power, and its devolution in a democracy. Democracy and Market are juxtaposed as if both are a natural corollary to each-other; as if market serves the purpose nothing less than democracy. But any bare eye could expose its mask, the way market monopolize powers in hands of a few at the cost of 'sub-alterisation' of many 'bewild herds' (here I'm referring Gramsci, The Prison Notebooks and Chomsky, Manufacturing Consent). The Blackstonean ephitah of hierarchical normalisation presumed a Utopian council of 'super-legislature', the wise men, governors, who are Nietzschean Superman, capable to create and distort the very fate of birth. The origin of Totalitarianism aftermath of the First World War is attributed to the very birth of Messiah who is omnipresceient and omnipresent, capable to rewrite the myth of what it means to be the glorious revolution in a life of human civilisation. The Tragedy with Gandhian thoughts have been that there is no market of ideas which can sell what Gandhi has to offer. Gandhi was not akin to lynch the truth, but dissociated himself from the fashion of liberalism; the sacredness of human artefacts. He was an anti-positivist thinker who have less respect for the wisdom of a few at the cost of voiceless persona of many. Decentralisation as a theme, a spine, to which, he learnt from the wisdom of idyllic village communities of ancient India, remained a life goal, a practical necessity for India. The modern panchayati raj appears to be a lipservice to what Gandhi meant by his words and spirit. Hind Swaraj is quoted by many a political thinkers, but its spirit is invisible from the mainstream political discourse. S.N. Agarwal's work is really commendable, particularly his belief that the true Independence comes from within; democracy is a social ideal which needs to be redefined, for no generation has enough wisdom to foresee what is hereinafter coming. Gandhi as a symbol is used by many but his spirit is outside from the narrative of celebrationism. He is an ideal to discover, a practical necessity to uncover, a wisdom to question, a life of simplicity who could have the power of powerless. The village republic is now celebrated in the books of many authors, but in life, it's bureaucracy which has become a symbol of power and governance.

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