But behind the brahmin, lurks the priest and theologian. Security is articulated like a theology, a dogma with all its polemics. K Subrahmanyam is a strange moral figure. Nationalist, Honest. Disciplined. Someone who is hijacked and could write out his experiences as a lesson in several parts, instead of dining out on it. Perpetual obstetrician to the Indian state. But it is as a moral figure we must confront him. Now that the bomb is out of the basement, where does he stand? I try to understand the man as archetype, I feel he is the only one who can't quite qualify for an R K Narayan story. He belongs to a Rushdie-like Atomic Verses. I write a small sliver of fiction to capture his generation.
