ASHAMED to be British – Thankful to be forgiven – AND THEN STUNNED!

MARK:  GUT wrenching, disgusting, disgraceful.  Just simply wrong, wrong WRONG!

How could a British General, yes a BRITISH General give the order to open fire on a crowd of non violent protestors, slaughtering over a thousand men, women and children?

Shoot to kill - lest we forget

Shoot to kill – lest we forget

I still cannot get this fact out of my head some hours after visiting Jallianwala Bagh in Amritsar.  We, probably like you, had seen pictures of the beautiful Golden Temple, but had personally never heard of this brutal British massacre of ordinary people on 13 April 1919.

Under the command of General Reginald Dyer, troops opened fire in the Bagh space area, a 7 acre walled garden which has five small entrances.  Over just ten minutes, 1500 bullets were fired in to the crowd, with troops directing their aim largely towards the few open gates that people were trying to flee through.

We saw the deep well, where people jumped to their death to escape the onslaught.  We saw the red bricked walls riddled with rifle rounds.  We saw Indian people quietly walking around the park, remembering their dead, mourning their dead, praying for their dead.

Sarah and I were the only British people amongst hundreds of Indians.

I was acutely aware that this now beautiful garden complex was where less than hundred years ago my fellow countrymen had behaved in a way that was simply terrible and beyond belief.  The sort of behaviour of barbarians – yes British barbarians.

I bowed my head at the eternal flame conscious that many pairs of eyes were looking straight at me.  What were they thinking? What hatred was in their hearts?  Just who was this tall, overweight Englishman?  And what was he doing here at the heart of the atrocity?

At the wall of bullet holes I could contain it no longer.  I went up to an Indian man and woman in their mid 70s and said “sorry”, tears streaming down my face, with the salt immediately drying in the baking heat of the 40 degree midday sun.  “It was a long time ago” said the man, clearly aware of my distress.  “Now we are friends”.  I walked off, desperately hunting for a piece of hotel toilet paper to dry my face….

But before I had gone more than 100 metres around the corner a young man and woman came up to me with their baby.  They wanted me to hold their beautiful six month old girl so they could take a picture for their family album.

aHHHHHH - Grabbed this baby - long time since Joe this small...

aHHHHHH – Grabbed this baby – long time since Joe this small…

Soon many people were shaking my hand and asking for selfies.  I obliged.  What could I do? Was this there way of saying that Britain had been forgiven?  That they had moved on?  That life moves on?  That peace is really the only way of life and that man can, and must live and work together?

I’m not sure.  What I am sure about, is today was a moving, emotional day.  The Golden Temple as the photos below show is a stunning World wonder.  But I’m going to let the pictures tell the story here.  My words have dried up suffice to say, people over gold and material wealth any day….

FOOTNOTE:  UNBELIEVABLE!!!  We have just arrived back from the famous India/Pakistan “Wagha” Border ceremony.  A brilliant occasion with 10,000 highly excited Indians and six Brits!  Leaving the seating area we had walked one km back to our car when I suddenly heard “Mark Mark!!!”  It was Garima and family including Grandma.  We hugged them all.  A crowd gathered round.  Photos were taken and now we meet them for lunch at their house in Amritsar tomorrow.  See end photo.  A stunning day.  A moving day.  A day to always remember. Now to bed.

Beautiful! And the wife looked cool today as well.

Beautiful! And the wife looked cool today as well

Bob Monkhouse would have been proud of this Golden Shot.

Bob Monkhouse would have been proud of this Golden Shot.

We meet again - this time amongst a crowd of 10,000 at the Indian/Pakistan Border. Coincidence??

We meet again – this time amongst a crowd of 10,000 at the Indian/Pakistan Border. Coincidence??

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  1. Paula Tagg

    An amazing piece of writing Mark. I think you should consider taking it up as a career when you return. Seriously you have a ‘way’ Glad it’s all going well and I think you must feel well out of your comfort zone but that’s what this is all about!
    The western world needs to take a long hard look at it’s self.

    Stay safe
    Love PX

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  2. Allyson Marr

    I’ve read many books but rarely, even the saddest, reduce me to sniffles…….but you cracked the veneer. So humbling, we tend to think we are the good guys, so arrogant and ignorant of our past. Thanks for your beautiful and honest account.

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  3. Dennis and Gwen

    S.and M. What a remarkable day.Lovely pictures with sad and glad stories. I think UNESCO will head hunt you both when you return.Sounds as if all your expectations are being realized. Keep safe,but it is no good telling you not to speak to strangers!!Love Mum and Dad.

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  4. Frank Chambers

    What a time you are having – and you have only just got going!

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  5. Angela Hodson

    I can’t imagine how you felt, shedding a tear just reading your blog.

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  6. Claire

    You guys are going to be blubbering wrecks if you don’t watch it ! Very moving. Are you sure they haven’t just mistaken you for Jeremy Clarkson or something – my attempt at a joke! C X

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  7. Sue birley

    Well that is me crying again today. So little time you have been travelling with so many experiences so far.

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  8. Simon Partington

    Lucan, great update and, as I know, I think it is on when we Brits are outside of the UK, do we realise how arrogant, self centred and disliked, as a nation, we are.
    I applaud your humbling approach but am worked that you are now stalking an indian family…..word will soon get back to Yorkshire.

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  9. Love the hat! Love the temple. Someone once said they believe in fate more than religion. It was written you should meet that family again. Out trip was scenery and food, yours is already an emotional roller coaster!! 😢 😀 😂 Onwards, you can’t carry the burden of all those who have gone before.

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  10. This blog is amazing! Cute baby. Plus is it coincidence to see the family again? Yes. That’s fate. X

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