This is Nandini Sundar, a professor at Delhi University.

She is “deeply saddened” by the deaths of left wing terrorists.

But only “saddened” by the deaths of Indian jawans.

Not satisfied with equating the martyrdom of an Indian jawan with a terrorist being neutralized, she goes the extra mile, delivers that extra kick in the teeth to rub it in all our faces.

This is not about one citizen, this is about the fact that she is a professor at Delhi University. Presumably, she plays a role in nurturing young minds in the classroom. Beyond the classroom, in her role as an academic, she would also play a role in shaping future scholars who will record, analyze and interpret the story of the Indian nation.

Nandini’s husband Siddharth Varadarajan is the mind behind The Wire, whose articles are frequently plugged by Rahul Gandhi himself. In case you have never noticed, between all those Modi bashing articles, The Wire has a separate tag for “The Soviet Century” where writers post their tributes recounting the ‘glory’ of the fallen Soviet Union. Apparently, nobody at The Wire is saddened, let alone “deeply saddened” by 30 lakh people murdered under Stalin, nor by the 300 lakh people (at least) who perished under the Communist boot worldwide.

These are just two members of a much larger class that the people of India have had to carry on their shoulders for decades. They keep pumping their poison into young minds on college campuses. Journalists who are bred in this college environment then push this poison every day into our living rooms through TV screens, through newspapers stuck under our doors early in the morning, through the computers on our desks and the smartphones in our hands.

In the so-called scholarly world, Ram is now referred to as a “pig.” Aurangazeb is being resurrected as a spectacularly secular and generous ruler, while Swami Vivekananda’s “masculine posture” has been marked out as an inspiration for gang rape.

For Bankim Chandra Chatterjee, who wrote Vande Mataram, the situation is even more dire. Everything that we believe in, anything that we hold dear, anything that we cherish is reviled. Our festivals are smeared with fabricated stories of “semen filled balloons.” The slightest form of Hindu self-expression, such as a Hanuman sticker on a car, becomes a target for Hinduphobia.

How much more poison can we Hindus take? At what point does the poison become so much that our civilization finally drops dead?

I fear that the point could be fast approaching. There is a reason Bollywood celebrities rushed in with placards of “Devisthan” and “temple” and “Hindustan” after the Kathua incident. Why would an industry which makes a consumer product that is sold directly to the masses be willing to take such a risk? Because they sense that the poison in our system has finally risen to the level that we as Hindus are paralyzed, unable to even recognize our enemies, let alone act.

For India, this form of “rule by the few” is not a new phenomenon. When Nehru opposed the reconstruction of Somnath Temple on grounds that it would be an embarrassment for a so-called secular nation, he had nothing but contempt for ordinary Hindus and their sentiments. As the Dynasty tightened its grip on “independent India” that their colonial masters had gifted to them, they collected around themselves a class of people who ate out of their hands. This was a group that was inherently quite disparate. While some of them fancied themselves as reborn Englishmen, others occupied themselves with a fascination for the Soviet Union. On the well-tended lawns of Lutyens’ Delhi, they absorbed themselves with ideological debates on matters from Guatemala to Vietnam.

There were only two things that this class of people agreed upon: hating Hindus and living off the land. In a sense that is almost medieval and pre-French revolution, these people were the “nobles” of India.

The election of 2014 was a revolt by the little Hindu against the ‘nobles’ of Lutyens’ Delhi. The ecosystem suffered a setback. But with nowhere else to go, they decided to stay invested in the Dynasty, considering that the Congress Party had been giving them stable returns for nearly 70 years. In 2019, relying on various Mahagathbandhans and counting on caste-based voters to be useful idiots, they are getting ready for a recapture of power.

Here is the difference between Rahul and earlier generations of Gandhis that have ruled India. For autocrats like Indira or Sonia, the ecosystem was a force multiplier, but it always came secondary to the interests of the Congress Party itself. But Rahul is different. Due to his spectacular lack of leadership skills, he will have to compensate by letting the ecosystem off the leash.

We have seen a trailer for this in Gujarat, where the incompetent Congress had to take a backseat. The lead was taken by forces that were ready, quite literally, to tear the country apart.

Whatever its other faults, it was always in the interest of the Dynasty to at least keep India in one piece, if only to keep its own empire intact. Once the wolves of the ecosystem are off the leash, they will quite literally rip this nation to shreds.

Nobody ever rules alone. Every ruler sits on top of a power hierarchy. When the various chieftains sense that the king is weak and incompetent, that the hand of the ruler is weak, they will pounce on the opportunity.

The other day I read that JNU’s celebrity “students” Shehla Rashid and Kanhaiyya Kumar are eyeing the next Lok Sabha polls. There is no doubt that they see the opportunity and they are salivating. Rahul is weak and incompetent, dependent on making any number of compromises to merely stay in the game against Narendra Modi. This is their opportunity to grab for themselves much bigger pieces of the power pie.

They will demand a much bigger pound of flesh. Which in this case would be the dismantling of our nation brick by brick. Bharat ke tukde.

And what will be the fate of this nation in the hands of the Shehlas and Kanhaiyas? Speaking to Hindustan Times, Kanhaiyya beamed with pride explaining how his hometown is known as “mini-Leningrad.” There you have it, folks, this is the vision of the supposed “youth icons.” They want to take us back, one hundred years into the past, to the days of a nation that collapsed into failure decades ago. They want to uproot us from our land and transport us to “mini-Leningrad.” The Hanuman sticker is anathema to them, but they speak fondly of “mini-Moscow.”

The question is whether we can take it as a nation. The wounded civilization of Hindus is still standing despite one thousand years of assault. Who’s to say there can’t be some final death blow out there that will make this much-wounded civilization meet its end? Can we afford to lose 2019 to the Congress? I think not.