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CHAPTER 1
'She rushes in to places where
we would never go'
On 11 October 1995, prostitutes in a certain
quarter of Calcutta came out in force; they cajoled and coaxed
passers-by for money, but not in return for the usual favours.
For some reason, they had decided to don white coats, the type
worn by doctors, and they made a strange and surreal impact in
the midst of the hectic Calcutta street. Each of them had a
large collection tin in her hand, which was rattled vigorously
as the ladies walked along this congested street in north
Calcutta.
The sex workers were collecting money for
flood victims. In September devastating floods had struck
large areas of West Bengal, the state in India of which
Calcutta is the capital. What made the floods especially
poignant was its timing - it had come just before the biggest
festival of 70 million Indian Bengalis, the spectacular Durga
Pujo. Although in Indian terms, the number of casualties was
small, with 200 dead (many of them from snake bites, as is
often the case during floods, when snakes and humans climb up
to the same elevation), more than three million people were
made homeless in the villages surrounding Calcutta. In pure
financial terms, the loss was estimated at Rs 1050 million.
The stories of loss and suffering moved
millions, including the sex workers. One of them, Uma Mandal,
said to newspapermen, 'How can we call ourselves human if we
don't come to the aid of suffering people in their hour of
need? Those who have lost everything in the floods could
easily be the members of our own families.' Sankari Pal, who
could not read or write, but had come to know of the
devastation through television, said, 'Although I don't
personally know anybody who has been affected by the floods,
we believe we are very much part of a wider community, and so,
it was almost natural for us to come out to help.'1
The sex workers' collection drive was jointly
organised by the Institute of Health and Hygiene, the Women's
Co-ordination Committee and a neighbourhood club, the Ward no.
48 Milan Sangha. This was merely one of the many hundreds of
collection drives and relief measures organised by the
citizens of Calcutta, operations that started in September and
that lasted almost six months. Schools, colleges, offices,
businesses, restaurants and individuals all chipped in. The
only organisation that did not feature was the Missionaries of
Charity, the multinational charity headed by Mother Teresa,
the person who has become synonymous with Calcutta in the eyes
of the world. Mother Teresa's absence in the relief operations
was not conspicuous in Calcutta. Strange though it may seem to
a non-Calcuttan, her order is not known to throw in its lot in
these circumstances. In Calcutta, she was known to undertake
small niche activities, for which she was generally liked and
her order is well regarded.
When the floods were raging in and around
Calcutta, Mother Teresa was, like she would be during any
summer and monsoon, in the United States. On 15 June 1995 she
was touring the neonatal unit at St Elizabeth's Medical Centre
in Brighton, Massachusetts. Parents could not believe their
luck when she left the babies (many of them premature) her
blessings and her hallmark, an oval aluminium 'miraculous'
medal. She told the media, 'I have 200 small babies in my
hospital in Calcutta. This is a beautiful place.' 2
She however does not have any hospitals in Calcutta, nor for
that matter anywhere else in the world. Dennis McHugh, father
of Hayley born 25 weeks premature, gushed, 'Mother Teresa gave
us her blessing and said she would have Hayley in her prayers.
It sent chills down my back.'
Floods returned in September and made 200,000
more homeless near Calcutta. Mother was still abroad. She
returned to Calcutta for a brief period, but duty called her
back to the US soon. During the aftermath of the floods, in
December, when West Bengal was still reeling from the effects,
Mother Teresa made a highly successful visit to Peoria,
Illinois, and when she arrived at the St Mary's Cathedral, she
drove the crowds wild with devotion and delight. She said her
usual lines, which she had said hundreds of times before:
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I was hungry and you gave me to
eat, I was thirsty, and you gave me to drink, I
was naked, and you clothed me, I was homeless and you
took me in, I was sick and in prison and you visited
me. This is exactly what the Missionaries of Charity
are doing 24 hours. |
Mother's stopover at Peoria was to oversee
the renewing of vows by seven nuns of her Missionaries of
Charity. She had had a long association with the Diocese of
Peoria, and had been 'adopted' by the Peoria Diocesan Council
of Catholic Women way back in 1958, who had donated at least
$300,000 to her causes over the years. After her speech, she
made an announcement that she would present one of her oval
medals to each of the 750 strong congregation in the
cathedral. All were reduced to tears, and many actually
swooned when receiving their medal. One of them later said:
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My personal impression: very old, very
tiny, very humble. There is something about this woman
that brings grown men to their knees. She has gained
popularity not by manipulating the media with
sound-bytes but by serving the poorest of the poor in
places we would never go. She is truly a living
saint!...An air of HOLINESS filled the
cathedral.3 |
Shortly after the medal ceremony, Mother
Teresa left by private aeroplane, as she had arrived,
presumably to visit 'places we would never go'.
Disastrous floods struck West Bengal once
again a year later, in August 1996, this time crippling the
northern districts particularly. Many of the suburbs of
Calcutta were also submerged, bringing immense difficulties to
the poor therein. Yet again, the Missionaries of Charity were
utterly inactive. Yet again, relief work was brought to the
victims by the organisations, primarily the Ramakrishna
Mission and the Bharat Sevashram Sangha. A public
appeal4 was issued by Ramakrishna Mission's Swami
Nityananda asking for children orphaned by the floods to be
referred to the centre's orphanage in Barrackpur (a Calcutta
suburb).
Although she never lifted a finger during the
1995 or 1996 floods, in a fairly recent interview with Lucinda
Vardey, Mother Teresa mentioned working flat-out during floods
in Calcutta. Characteristically however, she did not provide
any details about time and place: 'For instance, when a large
area near Calcutta was flooded and washed away, 1200 families
were left stranded with nothing. Sisters from Shishu Bhavan,
and also brothers worked all night, taking them supplies and
offering shelter.'5 This may well have been true on
a single occasion, but this is definitely not the usual nature
of the work of the Missionaries of Charity. The world however
would assume, reading her interview, that Mother jumped in
headlong in natural disasters in and around Calcutta.
During the fifty odd years that Mother Teresa
was doing charity in Calcutta, there were about a dozen very
major floods near Calcutta, with hundreds to thousands dying
on each occasion. The city itself was flooded quite a few
times, paralysing urban life, and badly affecting the poor of
the city; only during one of those floods, did Mother Teresa
offer some kind of help. I do not belittle that assistance,
modest though it was. It is however characteristic of the
Teresan mythology that that one occasion has become symbolic
of her work - it is only fair that her inaction during the
other floods should receive at least some emphasis.
On 13 July 1995, Shahida, a 16 year old
mother of a one year old child, got badly burnt. Shahida used
to live in the Dnarapara slum, which surrounds Mother Teresa's
Prem Daan centre in Calcutta. She had great difficulty trying
to get herself admitted into a state hospital; there were no
beds as usual. In the end she managed to get into the NRS
Hospital, a state hospital. She was thrown out in less than
three weeks, before her wounds had started to heal. She did
not have the financial means to get private medical care - in
India, even the middle classes cannot quite afford private
medicine. So she picketed Calcutta Corporation in protest. She
set herself up in a tent in front of the Victorian red brick
building of Calcutta Corporation. She lay there a few weeks,
while infection was slowing seeping into her burns. While her
husband was at football matches and her father was busy
selling fruit, her mother sat with her, crying silently,
cuddling the baby.
Shahida failed to move the hearts of the
Calcutta Corporation officials. Finally, a Corporation worker,
Sonnasi Das, took pity, and contacted Dr Amitabha Das, from
the charity HEAL. Dr Das had this to say, 'though the immunity
of pavement dwellers is high, bacteraemia and other infections
could set in any time and she will die. She needs skin
grafting, otherwise she will develop contracture, that is, her
calves will get stuck to her lower thighs.' The painkillers Dr
Das prescribed Shahida, still on the pavement, did not quite
help: 'The pain is so great and even when I try to sit up,
blood trickles down my legs.'
During her various representations for
assistance, she appealed to Mother Teresa for financial help,
so she could buy private care. (Contrary to international
mythology, Mother Teresa does not have a hospital in
Calcutta). Shahida appealed to the Missionaries of Charity not
because they are a natural port of call for helpless
Calcuttans, but because they were one of the many she
approached, and also because, being from the slum beside Prem
Daan, she was a neighbour of theirs. The appeal went up to
Mother directly who very considerately asked her nuns 'to look
into the matter.'
Shahida was swiftly turned down by the
Missionaries of Charity, because she was 'not destitute
enough', i.e., she was 'a family case', a clause regularly
applied during the vetting of indigents by the Missionaries of
Charity in India; the organisation is ever watchful that
'family cases' do not slip in. Finally Shahida's fortunes
turned. On 30 August, she was accepted by the Islamia
Hospital, for free. The Rotary Club of Calcutta also made a
modest financial contribution toward her treatment. She was
given adequate care and treatment, and was nursed in a private
room. She improved, and within days she was throwing tantrums
like any other 16 year old. By this time she had begun to make
headlines, and the entire city breathed a sigh of relief.
On 21 October 1995, Shahida died, leaving
behind a baby. Her death made headline news in Calcutta, where
pavement dwellers and slum dwellers are dispensable. Everybody
blamed the government and the corporation, for their
heartlessness and lack of facilities. Nobody pointed a
recriminatory finger at Mother Teresa, as she is not seen in
Calcutta as a saviour. The world however sees her as such, and
Mother Teresa has done a great deal over the last few decades
to make the world think that way.
Shahida's unfortunate tale did not end with
her death, as she left behind her baby daughter Marjina. By
May next year, it was apparent that Marjina, who was now 16
months old, had tuberculosis. The charity HEAL again chipped
in with moderate assistance, but medicines had to be bought.
The baby's grandmother Jubeida, was getting more and more
desperate by the day. The baby's father Ziarul (the late
Shahida's husband) was an occasional street vendor, and
although fond of the baby, could not be trusted upon - besides
he was often in prison. Jubeida was getting apprehensive over
the baby's long term future and was reluctant to take the
responsibility of another girl child, who had to be married
off in due course. She decided adoption was the best option,
and Ziarul also reluctantly agreed. I am not aware if Jubeida
went back to the Missionaries of Charity, but I know that the
organisation did not come forward with help of any
kind.6
Mother Teresa herself was far too busy for
such mundane happenings in Calcutta, for the United States was
preparing for presidential elections, and in May 1996, she
again found herself in Washington D.C. On 1 June 1996, she met
the Republican candidate Bob Dole (the US Catholics' consensus
candidate) to exhort him to run the election on an extreme
anti-abortion platform. The intimate details of this private
(but no doubt political) meeting have not been made public,
but Mr Dole found the living saint 'inspirational' and in
possession of 'a good sense of humour, and of 'not a bad
business card'. Mother Teresa gave Mr Dole, his wife
Elizabeth, and his daughter Robin 'miraculous medals', and
also a card that read:
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The fruit of silence is prayer The
fruit of prayer is faith The fruit of faith is love The
fruit of love is service The fruit of service is peace
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Mother Teresa was a woman of passion where
abortion is concerned. This frail woman would often travel all
over the world to prevent individual cases of abortion - I do
not know if faith can move mountains, but it obviously did
move this living saint. As far as disasters in India are
concerned however, the saint had proved surprisingly hard to
move - when I look at local and national disasters in Calcutta
and India, I can find very few indeed where Mother Teresa had
gone in to help.
In December 1984, three and a half thousand
people died in Bhopal from inhaling toxic gas, leaked by the
multinational giant Union Carbide, in the worst industrial
accident the world has ever seen. The number of people
actually affected cannot be logged as the effects are
long-standing and future generations would probably continue
to suffer.
Mother Teresa, whose post-Nobel reputation
within India was then very high indeed, rushed in to Bhopal
like an international dignitary. Her contribution in Bhopal
has become a legend: she looked at the carnage, nodded gravely
three times and said, 'I say, forgive.' There was a stunned
silence in the audience. She took in the incredulity, nodded
again, and repeated, 'I say, forgive.' Then she quickly wafted
away, like visiting royalty. Her comments would have been
somewhat justified if she had sent in her Missionaries of
Charity to help in any way. But to come in unannounced, and
make an insensitive comment like that so early on, was nothing
short of an insult to the dead and suffering. In the wider
world however, her image became even more enhanced, as she was
seen even more like Jesus Christ, who would turn the other
cheek, although in this instance the cheek was not hers.
People in Bhopal were not amused; it is said that the only
reason Mother escaped being seriously heckled was by dint of
being an elderly woman.
Mother Teresa's propaganda machinery handled
her Bhopal trip in the following way:
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As she was present to the agony of
Calcutta, and that of India's other great cities, so
Mother Teresa was present to the anguish of Bhopal, a
city four hundred miles to the south of Delhi, when a
cloud of smoke enveloped a crowded slum on the night of
December 3, 1984. The Missionaries of Charity, who had
long been working in Bhopal, escaped being among the
victims because the death-bringing gas was blown by the
wind in a different direction... Even while the dead
were being cremated or buried, Mother Teresa rushed to
Bhopal with teams of Missionaries of Charity to work
with the Sisters already on the scene. 'We have come to
love and care for those who most need it in this
terrible tragedy,' said Mother Teresa, as she went from
centre to centre, from hospital to hospital visiting
afflicted people. 7 |
This is an extremely clever play of words, as
'Mother Teresa was present to the anguish of Bhopal' means
literally that; 'teams of Missionaries of Charity' means the
couple of nuns who accompanied Mother to Bhopal; but the verb
'work' is employed in a very broad sense. 'The Missionaries of
Charity (who) had long been working in Bhopal' is however
entirely true, as they have had a small but neat home for
destitutes (called Nirmal Hriday, like the one in Calcutta)
for many years.
Another of Mother's biographies has a
photograph in it with the following caption:'Helping A
Survivor of the Chemical Leak at Bhopal, December
1984'8.
The photograph concerned shows Mother
daintily offering a marigold flower to a woman moribundly
lying in a hospital bed. 'Helping' no doubt, but not in the
sole sense that the world would expect of Mother Teresa.
The earthquake on 30 September 1993 in the
western Indian state of Maharashtra, is one of the biggest
natural disasters in the history of India. Eight thousand
people died and five million lost their homes and all their
possessions. Over two hundred NGOs rushed in to help, and many
are working to this day, as the rebuilding of a large
district, both physically and emotionally, can take decades.
Many charities have come forward to actually rebuild entire
villages from the rubble they had been reduced to. The
government has already put in a special grant of Rs 8 billion.
The world obviously thinks Mother Teresa had
put her heart and hands into the operation, as it
instinctively assumes that in any disaster in India,
especially of that magnitude, she would have a presence, if
not the biggest one. The Missionaries of Charity never came to
Latur. (Neither had they gone to Uttarkashi in the foothills
of the Himalayas, where an earthquake had killed 1500 people
on 20 October 1991.)
Stock-taking of the earthquake in Latur took
a few months, and rebuilding began in full earnest around
January 1994 and around February Mother Teresa got preoccupied
with more weighty matters - when the process of re-building
was going on in full swing she had been obliged yet again, to
come to the United States, this time to the country's supreme
court in order to file a 'friend-of-the-court' brief for one
Alexander Loce. Mr Loce had been convicted of trespassing into
an abortion clinic to stop his estranged ex- fiancee from
having an abortion - his indictment had not been heavy, but he
did appeal, but little did he know when he did so, that he
would have a saint as a co-defendant.9 While in
Washington DC, Mother also took the opportunity to appear on
television before the American nation (on 3 February 1994)
with the President and Vice President. She mesmerised the
nation in her National Prayer Breakfast speech where she
talked about the evils of contraception and abortion, and
about charity - Latur was many thousands of miles away.
Alexander Loce and Shahida Khatun - two
people, two worlds. One literate, well off, living in suburban
New Jersey, the other an illiterate, teenage mother living in
a Calcutta slum, daughter of a Bihari Muslim immigrant worker.
Is this not the scenario that Michael J Farrell, editor of
America's National Catholic Reporter, was alluding to when he
talked about two different strands of 'human evolution' - one
a rich man in the US, the other a 'poor man in a back street
in Calcutta, who, unable to hack it any more, lies down and
dies?'10 Perhaps, unlike Shahida Khatun, Mr Loce
was not a 'family case'.
The government of India came in for criticism
for being tardy in spending the $246 million loan that it had
received from the World Bank for the rebuilding of Latur, but
nobody commented on the inaction on the part of the
Missionaries of Charity, whose fabuluous assets were not
brought to help in any way.
The summer of 1994 found Mother Teresa of
Calcutta, in Calcutta for a few months; in October she left
once again for another punishing schedule of instructing the
world about the values of prayer, humility and charity, and
most importantly, about the blight of abortion; fund-raising
was also on the (undisclosed) agenda. She made the Vatican her
first stop, as she would often do on her international whistle
stops. While she was passing through Bombay to catch her plane
for Rome, authorities there got hold of her and got her to
present the deeds of some newly built houses in Latur to some
of the villagers who had lost their dwellings in the
earthquake - the authorities at the time were coming in for
more and more international criticism for being slow and
clumsy in spending the World Bank loan, and they had naively
presumed that having Mother Teresa present the deeds would
attract the world's attention to the government's work. The
world however presumed otherwise - looking at pictures of
Mother Teresa bending down humbly to present the papers of
houses to villagers, they very naturally thought that Mother
herself had been instrumental in building those houses. The
international Catholic media was not going to let this
opportunity of getting free publicity at the expense of the
government of India and the World Bank slip from their grasp -
'All In A Day's Work for Mother Teresa' was how they captioned
Mother's photo with the villagers.
The world media have little appetite for
facts - they never told the story of how the readers of an
Indian newspaper (Malayalam Manorama) collected Rs 20.61
million for the earthquake victims and got architect Laurie
Baker to rebuild villages. They never reported that, although
Latur is a thousand miles from Calcutta, the Calcutta based
Hindu charity the Ramakrishna Mission and numerous Christian
charities have worked ceaselessly in Latur. Indeed, the
Calcutta Statesman did an intensive donation drive and
collected more than Rs 10 million from its readers which it
handed over to the Ramakrishna Mission to spend in Latur. In
case one is thinking that the Missionaries of Charity would
have helped if they had been given the funds, the truth is
they do not do rebuilding or 'development work'. When on 18
December 1995, the chief editor of Malayalam Manorama handed
over the keys to 163 reconstructed houses to the villagers of
Banegaon at a ceremony at Killari, the epicentre of the
earthquake, it did not even make headline news in India.
On 20 August 1995, a week before Mother's
85th birthday, 200 people died in the Ferozepur rail crash
near Delhi. Mother's contribution? - Special prayers on her
birthday. Mother never forgot to pray for victims, but did she
did slip up once - in October 1979, after her Nobel award was
announced, the Corporation of Calcutta gave her a civic
reception. On 23 October, the eve of the reception, three
carriages of a packed train plunged into the Hooghly river at
Jangipur, in West Bengal itself, hardly 100 miles from
Calcutta, killing 350 people. Mother forgot to mention the
victims in her speech the following evening, - possibly from
excitement about her impending trip to Oslo.
On 11 September 1995, 22 children (13 girls
and 9 boys) died in an explosion hardly 40 miles from Calcutta
in West Bengal's Howrah district, where the Missionaries of
Charity, especially Missionary Brothers of Charity, have a
largish centre. The children were making fireworks for the
forthcoming festive season in an illegal factory. Eighteen
more children were seriously injured. The youngest dead was 9
year old Sheikh Mahidul. The factory solely employed children
(1500 of them) who worked from 6am to 6 pm for an average
weekly wage of Rs 65 per week. In this particular instance the
children were making 'chocolate bombs' (so called because the
individual crackers are wrapped in aluminium foil like pieces
of chocolate).
The explosion destroyed a third of the large
factory building and rocked the whole village of Haturia.
Trees were uprooted and concrete pillars along with children's
bodies were tossed up in the air and landed in a nearby pond.
Sabera Bibi lost all her four children.
The incident caused some stir in Calcutta,
possibly as a result of guilt pervading the middle classes,
for whose entertainment the fireworks were obviously destined.
There is hardly a family (of middle class and above) in India
which has not employed a child servant at some point. In India
child servants and child labourers (there are 55 million of
them) remain nameless but after the Haturia incident the
Calcutta newspapers took the unusual step of publishing the
names and ages of all the dead and injured children.
There are at least two dozen organisations in
India working to eliminate the ancient tradition of child
labour and child slavery. They have achieved much but there is
a long way to go. The South Asian Coalition of Children in
Servitude (SACCS) even organised two long marches, in 1993 and
1994, one from the east to the west of the country, the other
from north to south - no mean feat, considering the size of
the nation and the climatic conditions. Nobody expected Mother
Teresa to speak out against the practice of child labour, as
it would be too political for her. Furthermore the
'anti-slavery movement' has a substantial leftist presence.
She had frequently said, 'We are not concerned about the cause
of a problem, we look after the effects.' The village of
Haturia happens to be half an hour's drive from Mother
Teresa's Howrah centre, where large number of her Brothers
learn to be good Christians. Their contribution towards the
'effects' of the carnage? - You ought to have guessed by now.
On the eve of Christmas eve 1995, in the
northern Indian town of Mandi Dabwali, not very far from
Delhi, 1200 children were celebrating their end of school term
with a giant party in a marquee at the rather inappropriately
named Rajiv Marriage Palace. Presumably as a result of a short
circuit, the marquee caught fire around 2 pm. From the fumes
and from the resulting stampede, 360 children died along with
50 adults. Some families were totally wiped out. The local
hospitals did not have the means to cope with a crisis on such
a scale, and for days severely burnt children were ferried
between local hospitals and Rohtak Medical College. The
incident put a cloud of grief over New Year celebrations in
the entire north of India, and for days a large field near the
scene of the disaster was converted into a giant cremation
site, with charred remains, often two or three unidentified
bodies stuck together burning in silent grief under the wintry
sky. The state of Haryana declared an official three day
mourning period. The citizens of the entire nation did
whatever they could to help, and donations flooded in. Doctors
and other volunteers came up in droves to offer their
services. Members of Manav Seva Samstha, a local voluntary
organisation co-ordinated a massive blood donation drive. Once
again, the Missionaries of Charity were not around, once again
not conspicuous by their absence. Two days later, during
Christmas mass at 'Mother House' in Calcutta, special prayers
were said for the dead.
When the plague struck India in 1994, Mother
Teresa arrived at the Vatican on one of her frequent visits.
As she arrived at Rome airport, she was ceremoniously
quarantined there. Pictures of her being taken away for
quarantine were circulated all over the world - the natural
assumption was that she had been working knee deep with plague
sufferers. She had had no involvement whatsoever either during
or after the plague with treatment or prevention.
If one is led to suppose that Mother's
paucity of action was a recent phenomenon, let us go back to
1979, the Nobel year. Jyotirmoy Datta, a conservative Calcutta
intellectual, not known for his opposition to Mother Teresa,
wrote a stark account of the problems encountered by the
middle class inhabitants of a Calcutta neighbourhood when
faced with an old destitute woman found dying on the streets.
This, according to international perception, is a
quintessential 'Mother Teresa scenario', for her image is that
of a roving angel who came and whisked off the sick and the
suffering from the streets.
Finding 102 (the Calcutta Corporation
ambulance line) perpetually engaged, Datta decided to call the
Missionaries of Charity. Twice he was told he had the wrong
office of the Sisters and on the third occasion he got through
to Mother Teresa herself (although already widely known as a
'living saint', she had not quite acquired a detached
celestial lifestyle - she would pick up the ringing phone
herself) on 247115. Mother said to him in 'a mellow,
reassuring and beautiful voice', 'Please persevere with 102;
if the ambulance doesn't come, then let me know.'
Persevere he did and eventually a Corporation
ambulance did come and take the old woman away. 'Blessed is
this city,' wrote Datta, 'the phone may fail and ambulances
might break down, but where else in the world can you dial a
number and have a living saint answer the call?'11
Less than two months later Mother Teresa was
collecting her Nobel peace prize in Oslo - and, being feted by
the media as the 'saint of the gutters' who picked up vagrants
from the streets of Calcutta, unaided in any way by anybody
else.
In India, disasters, natural and unnatural,
are as numerous as the Hindu deities. I have only mentioned
some major ones. For the poor in India, everyday existence is
punctuated with unfortunate happenings which are so
predictable that they can hardly be called disasters. These
'minor' incidents (on an Indian scale) usually go unreported
in the Indian media. For example, on 20 April 1996, 500
slum-dwellers in Calcutta became homeless within an hour when
a fire razed their shacks to the ground. They also lost all
their modest earthly possessions. Without the luxury of a
social security system, the Indian poor are blessed with a
remarkable amount of resourcefulness - within hours of the
fire, the men and women started rebuilding their shacks. Some
voluntary organisations lent a helping hand, but not amongst
them Calcutta's (and the world's) most famous one.
Indeed, Mother Teresa spent such a large part
of each year outside of India, it would have been impractical
for her to help out in that country's problems and calamities.
From 1978 and up to and including the year of her death 1997,
she spent every summer and monsoon - barring 1994 - in Europe
and the United States. Her pattern would be to leave in June
and return end-September or early October as the downpourings
of monsoon would give way to the mellow autumn sunshine. (Most
of the sub-continent's problems and pestilences occur in
summer and monsoon.) In 1994 too, she did go to Europe and the
United States, to attend a number of highly politicised
anti-abortion meetings, but unusually, she spent the summer of
that year in Calcutta. In 1996, she was supposed to travel
twice - spring and summer - her second (summer) trip was
cancelled as she fell seriously ill. If there was an emergency
in Europe or the US she would travel earlier than the usual
June. Emergency for her did not mean the poor or desperate
needing her help. An emergency situation arose in Spain in
1983, prompting her to arrive in Madrid in mid-May: the
Spanish parliament was debating a vital abortion bill and who
would arrive to lobby MPs but the living saint.
In 1981 and 1982 she left Calcutta in April,
going east to Japan, as she got worried that the Japanese were
getting too blase about abortion. A wealthy Japanese Catholic
anti-abortion pressure group funded the trips. In April 1982
she met up with 230 members of the Japanese parliament (the
Diet) and was almost successful in making abortion extremely
difficult for Japanese women - a popular revolt prevented the
change of law she wanted.
To give an idea of how infrequently the
'saint of Calcutta' was around in Calcutta, I quote two
passages from her spiritual advisor Father Edward Le Joly:
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[MT] I am going to
New York; Father.
[ELJ] What Mother, again to the US? You
were there only a few weeks ago.
[MT] Yes, but I
must go again. The first two priests of the Missionaries
of Charity family are taking their first vows. They have
finished their novitiate. The Archbishop has accepted to
look after them.
[ELJ] So your family is expanding and
once again the US shows the way.12
In the same book in a different place
Le Joly writes:
October '86
[ELJ] Sister, is
Mother in?
[S] No, Father, she is out. She has
gone to Rome.
[ELJ] What again
to Rome, but she was there a few days ago!
[S] Yes, she is continually
away.13 |
It is known that Princess Diana desperately
wanted to meet Mother Teresa in Calcutta - nine times her
office tried to bring the two together in Calcutta but nine
times it failed because the nun was hardly there. Finally when
Diana came to Calcutta in February 1992, they could not meet
as Mother got held back in Rome. The two met twice - in Rome
and New York, the two places that were Mother's real homes and
where she was most comfortable.
During her long stays in Europe and the US,
she lost no opportunity to tell people that she hated every
second of the time she spent away from the 'streets of
Calcutta,' as she might put it. Peter Dalglish, the Canadian
charity worker found her addressing 'VIPs and luminaries' in
New York: 'They hoped she would end her sermon with a smile,
but she was glum during her entire stay in New York and
announced she longed to return to Calcutta.'14 In
effect, she returned to Rome.
I could go on and on, filling page after page
with dense examples of disasters and crises where Mother
Teresa had had no involvement whatsoever. For me, a Calcuttan,
born and bred, it does not come as surprise, as I know her
order has no infrastructure - indeed it had never been her
intention to create an infrastructure for such work, as she
had frequently said, 'I'm not a social worker.' But what I
find somewhat disturbing is that she remained inactive when
children were hurt or killed, or were at the risk of being
orphaned, as in the case of Shahida, who appealed to her
personally; this did not sit comfortably with her 'Child
First' philosophy. But then, for her the unborn child was far
more important than the actual child. Having gone through
hundreds of her speeches I have wondered, when compared to the
unborn child if the actual child mattered to her at all:
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Many people are very very concerned
with the children of India, with the children of Africa
where quite a few die of hunger, and so on. Many people
are also concerned about all the violence in this great
country of the United States. These concerns are very
good. But often these same people are not concerned with
the millions who are killed by the deliberate decision
of their own mothers. And this is what is the greatest
destroyer of peace today - abortion which brings people
to such blindness.15 |
One could conclude from the accounts above of
Mother's inaction during crises in Calcutta and India that for
many years before her death Mother might have retired,
possibly she might have withdrawn from day to day work, or
even risen above such. Whether or not that was the case is
open to debate, but when it came to important matters, no
small detail escaped her attention. When the Vice President of
India came to Calcutta on a two-day visit in July 1996, Mother
Teresa delivered him a letter. It was to protest against the
demolition of church wall in Bandel (a township near Calcutta)
and to urge the government to rebuild the wall. |