B.Raman’s new book “The Kaoboys of the R&AW” is his personal memoir of the 27 years he spent as an intelligence agent in the services of the IB and the R&AW between 1967 and 1994.
Billed as the first such memoir from an authoritative source from the usually super secretive organisation. The Book doesn’t disappoint.
It gives an insight into the internal workings of the R&AW, and the intelligence profession in general, the professional rivalries and intrigues within, the challenges and hazards faced by someone in this profession and the successes and failures of the organisation in its nearly 40 years of existence since its founding in 1968 under the leadership of Mr Rameshwar Nath Kao.
The book also deals in length on some of the most tumultous events that happened in the country’s recent past starting from the beginnings and growth of the insurgency in the North-East in the 50s and 60s, to the 1971 war, the Emergency, the subsequent fall and rise again of Indira Gandhi, the Khalistani movement, operation bluestar, the assassination of Indira Gandhi,  the Bofors controversy, the Srilankan IPKF fiasco, the assassination of Rajiv Gandhi and the beginnings of the Pakistani sponsored jihadi terrorism in the kashmir valley and other parts of the country.
The author bills the R&AW operations in support of the 1971 war effort as one of the earliest successes of the organisation. But he laments the way the newly independent country of Bangladesh finally ended up- a cesspool of religious fundamentalism and also continuing to be a base for anti-India terrorist organisations operating in the North-East.
On the origins of Khalistani terrorism, the author traces it to the frustration and disappointment of many Sikh migrants towards the “hands-off” policy followed by Nehru and the Indian embassies abroad who refused to intervene with the host governments on their behalf to allay the hardships they were facing in the foreign lands inspite of repeated pleas from them. This resulted in some of them forming organisations such as the “Sikh Home Rule Movement” and the “United Sikh Appeal”. thereafter he says over time one thing led to another and with the continuing apathy of the Indian govt towards the concerns of the Indian citizens and People of Indian origin abroad, and following active aiding and abettment from foreign agencies such as the ISI and the CIA in the 70s and 80s the Khalistani movement was born.
The author has many more such examples of India’s “enlightened” foreign policy. He mentions how in the 1950s the Chinese were busy training the Nagas and other North-East militants while at the same time Nehru and the Indian diplomats were championing Communist China’s cause in the International fora. And also how the Indian embassy in Rangoon turned a blind eye to the Chinese aerial survey of the Indo-Burmese border and which helped the PLA plan an attack on the Indian position in the NEFA from the Burmese side in the 1962 war. He also has strong criticism of the so called “Joint Anti-terror inititative” with Pakistan announced in late last year in Havana giving examples of the experiences of Pakistani perfidy in the past on many similar such initiatives.
But one of the biggest barbs of them all is reserved for the US State Dept. He gives many examples of its strident anti-India and pro-Pakistani tilt and how it has consistently over the decades white washed and ignored Pakistan’s sins even in the face of overwhelming evidence of its neck deep involvement in terrorist activities.
The book has two complete chapters dedicated to the analysis of the circumstances that led to the assassinations of Indira and Rajiv Gandhi. The author blames it on the Indiscipline, the rampant corruption and politicisation that had seeped into the security detail of the Prime Minister. He says that some of those in the security detail where even involved in smuggling of white goods from foreign countries they had visited. He also mentions one such incident where Indira Gandhi herself had taken note of this and tried to put an end to it but to no avail.
An interesting aspect of this book is its treatment of the craft of intelligence as it exists in the real world. unfortunately here there doesn’t seem to be any cool gadgets, super cars, breathtaking locales or blonde bombshells. It is a seemingly tough profession which involves building one’s sources carefully over a period of time, collecting information and then joining those dots and making sense of them in good time before its too late. In short a thankless profession where one’s successes are unknown but failures become huge scandals. And added to that one has to deal with indiscreet wives and politicians who might unwittingly spill the beans.
The author is quite straightforward in his analysis of the positive and negative aspects of the R&AW close to its 40th Birthday. He calls the organisation as weak in its capacity to collect, analyse and assess intelligence, weak in HUMINT but strong in TECHINT, strong in investigation and crisis management but weak in their prevention, obsessed with secrecy, having an antiquated recruitment policy, and being burderned with the ills of careerism as opposed to professionalism in its ranks.
On the whole the book is a great read which sheds some light into the secretive world of Indian intelligence. On the other hand one of the weak points of the book if any is that it assumes that the reader is well versed with the post-independence history of India. therefore unless one is familiar with atleast the timeline of India’s post-independence history one is bound to feel lost especially when the book sometimes jumps back and forth between different events which were happening at the same time or were somehow impacting each other.
Another point is that even though it is supposedly a memoir. The Book doesn’t give much insight into the personal life of the author himself. One never gets to see the real person behind the dark glasses and the trenchcoat.The author himself admits as much in the beginning of the book itself when he says that he was throughout his career known as someone who didn’t show much emotion but was merely concerned with the work at hand.