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Abhijit Joshi

31 August 2024 at 10:09:24 am

Sunetra Pawar’s Trial by Fire

The greatest challenge before Maharashtra’s first Deputy CM is not merely to govern, but to forge a political identity that is unmistakably her own. Politics often rewards the loudest voice. The modern political arena thrives on sharp sound bites, relentless television appearances and instant responses on social media. Yet, some leaders begin their journey not with thunder but with quiet resolve. Maharashtra’s Deputy Chief Minister Sunetra Pawar finds herself at precisely such a moment. In...

Sunetra Pawar’s Trial by Fire

The greatest challenge before Maharashtra’s first Deputy CM is not merely to govern, but to forge a political identity that is unmistakably her own. Politics often rewards the loudest voice. The modern political arena thrives on sharp sound bites, relentless television appearances and instant responses on social media. Yet, some leaders begin their journey not with thunder but with quiet resolve. Maharashtra’s Deputy Chief Minister Sunetra Pawar finds herself at precisely such a moment. In recent days, she has been drawn into an avoidable political controversy after the Maharashtra Congress dubbed her as “Gungi Gudiya” (“mute doll”) following a media interaction in which she chose not to answer journalists' questions. The remark quickly snowballed into a wider debate about the language used against women occupying high constitutional office. It also revived memories of the same epithet once directed at late Congress Prime Minister Indira Gandhi before she went on to become one of India’s most formidable political figures. Until recently, Sunetra Pawar remained largely outside the glare of frontline politics. She was better known in Baramati for her work in education, healthcare and social welfare than for fiery speeches or electoral campaigns. Her public image was that of a composed, private individual who preferred institution-building to political theatre. Political Limelight That changed in 2024 when she entered electoral politics, contesting the Lok Sabha election from Baramati against her sister-in-law, Supriya Sule. Though unsuccessful, she later entered Parliament through the Rajya Sabha, where she quietly focused on organisational responsibilities and social initiatives rather than cultivating a high-profile parliamentary persona. The defining moment came in January this year with the tragic death of her husband, Ajit Pawar, one of the state’s most experienced and influential political leaders. His passing created a political vacuum within the Nationalist Congress Party. At a moment of uncertainty, Sunetra Pawar stepped forward to shoulder responsibilities that few had imagined she would inherit so soon. Within days, she became Maharashtra’s first woman Deputy Chief Minister - a milestone in the state’s political history. But such transitions are rarely straightforward. Political parties often struggle when towering personalities disappear, and observers had predicted that the NCP might witness internal divisions. Maintaining organisational cohesion during a leadership transition is itself a considerable achievement, particularly in a state where political loyalties are often fluid and intensely personalised. However, much of the public conversation around Sunetra Pawar continues to be framed through comparisons with Ajit Pawar. The contrast is obvious. Ajit Pawar was known for his decisiveness, administrative grip and unmistakable public presence. Sunetra Pawar, by contrast, has generally remained soft-spoken, measured and reluctant to engage in unnecessary confrontation. Her supporters see restraint, dignity and maturity but critics see hesitation and insufficient public engagement. Neither assessment is entirely unfair. That is why the recent Beed incident acquired significance beyond a routine press interaction. When reporters sought her comments on law and order and she chose to leave without responding, the political vacuum was quickly filled by her opponents. The Congress’s “Gungi Gudiya” remark predictably provoked protests from the NCP and criticism from leaders across the ruling alliance, many of whom argued that such language diminished the dignity of a woman holding one of the state’s highest offices. Sunetra Pawar’s own response was notably restrained. She said she would offer a “fitting reply at the appropriate time.” The remark was consistent with the temperament she has displayed since entering public life. Leadership is ultimately judged not only by composure but also by visibility. Every major political figure eventually reaches a point where inherited legitimacy must give way to earned authority. Indira Gandhi had to step beyond Jawaharlal Nehru's towering legacy before she was recognised in her own right. Rajiv Gandhi, too, had to emerge from the shadow of Indira Gandhi while navigating extraordinary political circumstances. Their journeys were shaped by vastly different contexts, but they illustrate a universal truth: every successor must eventually become an original. Sunetra Pawar now confronts a similar, though far more modest, challenge. She must cease to be viewed primarily as “Ajit Pawar's wife” and come into her own. Distinct Identity That transformation cannot be achieved through symbolism alone. After all, lasting political stature is built through decisions, administrative outcomes and public confidence. To her credit, she has remained engaged with governance, regularly attending official programmes, reviewing development projects and interacting with citizens instead of chasing daily headlines. Yet the next stage of leadership demands something more. She will need to engage more confidently with the media, articulate her government's priorities in her own voice, and establish an administrative record that reflects independent judgement rather than inherited expectations. These are demanding tasks, but they are neither unusual nor unattainable. It is still too soon to measure Sunetra Pawar’s political legacy. She assumed responsibility at a moment when both her party and the state were adjusting to an unexpected transition, and has so far navigated that passage with composure. Yet political inheritance has a limited shelf life. While quietness, in itself, is neither a virtue nor a weakness, it acquires meaning only when it is accompanied by clarity and conviction. If Sunetra Pawar is to leave an enduring imprint on Maharashtra's politics, it will not be by echoing the style of Ajit Pawar or by answering every taunt from her opponents. It will be by developing a public voice that reflects her own instincts, her own priorities and, ultimately, her own leadership. (The writer is a political observer. Views personal.)

Robert Duvall: The Screen’s ‘Quiet American’ of Unshowy Greatness

Robert Duvall (1931-2026)
Robert Duvall (1931-2026)

Robert Duvall, who has died aged 95, was one of the last great craftsmen of American cinema. A man of many faces, he was, like his contemporary Gene Hackman, an ‘actor’s actor’ in every sense of the term.


Duvall was admired not for volatility, glamour or visible virtuosity, but for something rarer and harder to teach - an instinct for truth. With absolute integrity to his craft, Duvall inhabited his roles in his long and varied six-decade career.


His greatest performances never saw him announce his brilliance – although Duvall could be volatile and edgy when the role demanded it; rather, he let his brilliance accumulate throughout the film, often in his pregnant silences. Often, it was only by the end of a scene - or sometimes only at the end of a film - you realised you had been watching a master at work.


Born on January 5, 1931, in San Diego, California, Duvall came of age at a time when American acting was undergoing a quiet revolution. He trained at the Neighborhood Playhouse in New York under Sanford Meisner, absorbing a discipline that prized listening over performing, and behaviour over effect.


While Gregory Peck, of course, is inseparable from ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ (1962), Duvall’s wordless film debut – where he gives an almost spectral performance as ‘Boo Radley’ is no less memorable. Emerging hesitantly from the shadows at the film’s end, he embodied gentleness, fear, and moral grace. It was a performance built almost entirely from stillness, giving us a clue to the brilliant craftsman of the future.


He appeared in several iconic films of the 1960s, giving memorable and highly regarded performances that left a deep impression. He went on to face big John Wayne in ‘True Grit’ (1969) while appearing in George Lucas’s austere dystopian debut ‘THX 1138’ (1971) - a product of late-1960s countercultural anxieties about surveillance, conformity and technological control. Even then, Duvall gravitated towards material that challenged form and expectation.


He came into his own in the 1970s - the last great decade of American filmmaking. Classed with contemporaries like Gene Hackman, his close friend James Caan, Al Pacino, Dustin Hoffman and Robert De Niro, Duvall was part of a generation that displaced the old studio-star system with something rawer and more inward-looking.


Duvall’s most famous roles came in his collaborations with Francis Ford Coppola, who first cast him alongside James Caan in the wonderful 'The Rain People' (1969). An early indicator of Coppola’s prodigious talents, the film was also a fine showcase for Duvall and Caan


This collaboration reached its apotheosis with ‘The Godfather.’ Based on Mario Puzo’s 1969 bestseller, the film, made under pressure-cooker condition, saw Coppola, Duvall and Caan - along with Pacino - rise to dizzying heights while Marlon Brando, after a decade-long slump, made a grand Oscar-winning comeback.


As the lawyer Tom Hagen, the adopted son of Don Vito Corleone (Brando) and the family’s consigliere, Duvall was the moral centre of cinema’s most famous gangland saga. As against the flashier, more operatic turns of Brando, Pacino, Caan and later de Niro, Duvall shaded his role with a rationality, an intelligence and a quiet sadness, making him indispensable to the saga’s emotional architecture. He reprised the role in ‘The Godfather, Part II’ (1974) - one of the rare sequels to equal and arguably surpass its predecessor.


Duvall’s versatility was staggering, and he essayed not just contemporary American ‘urban’ roles but ranged across genres, from period pieces to crime dramas to Westerns.


Unlike contemporaries such as Pacino or Jack Nicholson, he refused to be straightjacketed into contemporary urban roles.


In the ‘The Seven-Per-Cent Solution’ (1976), he played a warm Dr Watson opposite Nicol Williamson’s manic Sherlock Holmes in an endearingly eccentric film that starred Alan Arkin as Sigmund Freud and Laurence Olivier as Professor Moriarty – Holmes’ arch-nemesis.


That same year, Duvall starred in ‘The Eagle Has Landed,’ which saw him as a German colonel cooking up an elaborate plot to kidnap Winston Churchill. Based on Jack Higgins’ fanciful WW2 adventure, Duvall gave a solid performance, playing alongside stalwarts Michael Caine and Donald Sutherland.


His powerful presence elevated several uneven but intriguing films. In ‘Joe Kidd’ (1972), he played a ruthless land baron opposite Clint Eastwood’s minimalist anti-hero, embodying the corporate villainy that had begun to replace old frontier lawlessness. In the revisionist Western, ‘The Great Northfield Minnesota Raid’ (also 1972), Duvall’s exuberant performance as ‘Cole Younger’ captured the chaotic energy of a genre in transition. In Sam Peckinpah’s flawed but fascinating ‘The Killer Elite’ (1975), Duvall locked horns once again with Caan in a Cold War thriller marked by paranoia and betrayal.


Two performances in the 1970s reveal the full moral bandwidth of Duvall’s acting. ‘Tomorrow’ (1972) and ‘Apocalypse Now (1979) - films that could not be more different in scale, tone or ambition. In ‘Tomorrow,’ adapted from a William Faulkner novella, Duvall, in an unforgettably austere performance, carried the entire film through voice and presence alone while in ‘Apocalypse Now,’ Francis Coppola’s hallucinatory Vietnam epic that transposed Conrad’s ‘Heart of Darkness,’ he delivered one of cinema’s most quoted lines – “I love the smell of napalm in the morning.” As Lt. Col. Bill Kilgore, Duvall’s brilliantly scary performance encapsulated the madness of Vietnam.


His scene-stealing ability, no matter what the size of the role, was in full display in the multiple Oscar-winning ‘Network’ (1976) – Sidney Lumet’s febrile and black media satire that seems all too real today. Duvall was explosive as the television executive Frank Hackett, more than holding his own against the supreme performances of Peter Finch, William Holden and Faye Dunaway.


Duvall’s long-overdue Oscar came with ‘Tender Mercies’ (1983) - a quiet, spiritual drama rooted in American country music traditions. As Mac Sledge, a broken-down singer seeking redemption, Duvall gave a performance of extraordinary humility.


Though celebrated for restraint, Duvall could be edgy when required, as in Denis Hopper’s crime-police procedural ‘Colors’ (1988) where he played a veteran Los Angeles cop hardened by gang warfare and institutional cynicism and in ‘Falling Down’ (1993), where Duvall anchored the film’s moral universe as a near-retirement Los Angeles police sergeant, his quiet professionalism and lived-in decency exposing Michael Douglas’s meltdown in a film that was an early cinematic reckoning with white male grievance.


Two of Duvall’s most audacious performances came in films he effectively carried on his own shoulders, earning him Best Actor Oscar nominations while revealing his penchant for creative risk-taking. In ‘The Great Santini’ (1979), adapted from Pat Conroy’s novel, Duvall played a tyrannical Marine Corps fighter pilot whose corrosive authority poisons his family life. Set against the rigid masculinity of Cold War-era military culture, Duvall’s ‘Bull Meechum’ was terrifying not because he was a monster, but because he was recognisably human - charismatic, disciplined, and emotionally illiterate. It was one of the rare portrayals of authoritarian fatherhood that neither excused nor sensationalised its damage.


Nearly two decades later, the 66-year-old Duvall delivered an even more remarkable performance with ‘The Apostle’ (1997), a film he wrote and directed as well. As Sonny Dewey, a disgraced Pentecostal preacher reinventing himself as ‘The Apostle E.F.,’ Duvall’s performance - rambling, impassioned, funny and frightening by turns – perfectly captured the uneasy overlap between spiritual conviction and moral blindness.


Unlike his contemporaries, Duvall turned in quality performances even in his 70s and well into his 80s, receiving Best Supporting Oscar nominations for ‘A Civil Action’ (1998) and ‘The Judge’ (2014) at the age of 84.


His late career turn is Westerns were no less astonishing. In 2003’s ‘Open Range,’ directed by and co-starring Kevin Costner, Duvall played Boss Spearman, an ageing free-grazier whose moral code is as worn as his saddle. It was a performance of immense gravity, shorn of any romanticism. Likewise, his celebrated turn as the cattle baron ‘Gus’ McCrae in the stupendous miniseries ‘Lonesome Dove’ (1989), was loquacious and humorous on the surface, but beneath it lay an acute awareness of time, decay and consequence.


It was an apposite summation of Robert Duvall’s varied screen roles. From ‘The Godfather’ to ‘Open Range,’ Duvall never played the myth. He played the man who had survived it.

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