When Karl Marx Meets Indian Communists
Here is the some part of Article which is published in economical and political weekly in 1990 ! A BEARDED man, aged, dressed in nineteenth century western style, a broad lapelled jacket with a crumpled neck-tie of faded colours, with narrow bottomed trousers reaching up to the knees, landed at Santa Cruz airport one chilly morning in December 1989. Though a bit wan, he had a dignified mien, a sage like look that confused the officer greeting him at the Indian immigration. "Sir, are you the great Maharshi Mahesh Yogi, the spiritual leader of transcendental meditation fame? What can 1 do for you?" Karl Marx somewhat jaded and disoriented, reaching the gateway to the orient quizzically looked at the officer and Shrugged his shoulders. Not knowing what the officer was conveying,, Marx softly replied "I know spirits but not spiritualism. Pardon me, will you please guide me to Raj Bhavan, Sandhurst Bridge, Bombay, where Indian communists have their headquarters. I am Karl...