From Tears to Tussle

Inside the ruthless succession war for the soul of the NCP Mumbai: In a significant revelation that sheds light on the internal fractures of Maharashtra’s most prominent political dynasty, a senior Nationalist Congress Party (NCP) leader has disclosed that a merger between the two rival factions was nearly finalised following the tragic death of Ajit Pawar, only to be derailed by a bitter battle for leadership. Speaking on the condition of anonymity, the leader revealed that while the state...

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Inside the ruthless succession war for the soul of the NCP Mumbai: In a significant revelation that sheds light on the internal fractures of Maharashtra’s most prominent political dynasty, a senior Nationalist Congress Party (NCP) leader has disclosed that a merger between the two rival factions was nearly finalised following the tragic death of Ajit Pawar, only to be derailed by a bitter battle for leadership. Speaking on the condition of anonymity, the leader revealed that while the state mourned the loss of the Deputy Chief Minister in a plane crash two months ago, a high-stakes power struggle was unfolding behind the scenes, ultimately leading to the “hasty” swearing-in of Sunetra Pawar as his successor. The senior leader’s comments come at a time when the Pawar family and NCP workers have been sharing deeply emotional tributes to mark two months since the January 28 disaster. However, beneath the public display of grief lies a complex story of shifting allegiances. According to the leader, the period immediately following the crash was “extremely fluid”. At the time, Ajit Pawar’s sudden absence had created a vacuum that many believed would naturally be filled by the senior leadership of the NCP-SP faction, including Sharad Pawar and Supriya Sule. “Indeed, there were talks of a merger, and Dada (Ajit Pawar) himself had been involved in those negotiations before the accident,” the leader remarked. However, the dynamics changed rapidly when the Ajit Pawar faction realized that their identity and future could be swallowed whole if they did not act quickly to secure their own leadership. This realization reportedly led to the decision to install Sunetra Pawar as the Deputy Chief Minister just three days after the tragedy. Immediate Stability The move was intended to provide immediate stability and ensure that the leadership remained within Ajit Pawar’s immediate family. A particularly poignant detail revealed by the senior leader was the absence of the Sharad Pawar family at Sunetra Pawar’s swearing-in ceremony at Lok Bhavan on January 31. Despite the best efforts of Ajit’s elder son, Parth Pawar, who was reportedly seen “pursuing and trying to convince” his relatives to attend as a show of family unity, Sharad Pawar, Supriya Sule, and Rohit Pawar remained conspicuous by their absence. “That was very unfortunate and came as a shock to many of us who have spent decades with the family,” the leader stated, adding that this absence signaled the end of the brief window for an easy merger. This political friction stands in stark contrast to the heart-wrenching scenes witnessed during the last rites in Baramati. At the funeral, Supriya Sule was seen breaking down in uncontrollable tears, holding Sunetra Pawar’s hand in a display of what many thought was a permanent reconciliation. Rohit Pawar had also shared a viral social media post expressing his inability to even use the prefix “late” for his uncle, stating that he lacked the courage to see Ajit Pawar’s name written that way and that “Dada” would always live on through his work. However, as the senior leader noted, the narrative shifted dramatically once the Sharad Pawar faction realized that the leadership of the NCP would not be handed to them on a platter. What began as talk of family unity and political merger soon pivoted to a darker narrative. Rohit Pawar recently filed a “Zero FIR” in Bengaluru, alleging a “larger criminal conspiracy” behind the plane crash, citing technical lapses and suspicious flight data. This move is seen by many in the NCP as a strategic shift to delegitimize the current leadership and keep the pressure on the Mahayuti government. Undisputed Leader For now, the senior leader remains firm: Sunetra Pawar is the undisputed leader of the NCP, and any future talks of a merger must be conducted on her terms. “If anyone seeks a merger now, they will have to talk to her. She is our leader, and she will take the final call,” the leader concluded, indicating that while the doors for dialogue are not entirely closed, the “natural” transition the other faction expected has been firmly blocked by the rise of Maharashtra’s first woman Deputy Chief Minister. Moving tribute to Ajit Pawar On Saturday, marking exactly two months since the tragic passing of Deputy Chief Minister Ajit Pawar in a plane crash, his family members shared moving tributes reflecting on his legacy and the void left by his absence. Sunetra Pawar, who recently stepped into the role of Deputy Chief Minister to carry forward her husband’s work, shared a deeply emotional message on social media. She expressed that while two months have passed, the pain of the loss remains as fresh as the day of the accident. Describing Ajit Pawar as her constant “guiding beacon,” she noted that the passage of time has not diminished his presence in her thoughts. She reaffirmed her solemn commitment to fulfilling his unfulfilled dreams for the development of Maharashtra, particularly for farmers and the youth, while drawing strength from his disciplined and dedicated style of functioning to navigate her new responsibilities. NCP (SP) leader Supriya Sule paid tribute to her “Dada” by emphasising the need for truth and justice. In her reflections, she described him as a pillar of the family whose sudden departure has left everyone devastated. Beyond the personal grief, she utilized the occasion to raise significant concerns in Parliament regarding the transparency of the ongoing investigation into the Baramati plane crash. She asserted that the most fitting tribute to a leader of his stature would be a time-bound and thorough inquiry into the circumstances of the accident. Her tribute balanced the sorrow of a sister with a firm demand for accountability to ensure such a tragedy never recurs. Rohit Pawar’s tribute was characterised by a mix of profound grief and a fierce determination to seek answers. He recalled the personal guidance he received from his uncle, reminiscing about small yet significant moments and the weight of his “authoritative voice” that once commanded the state’s administration. On this two-month mark, he remained vocal about his suspicions surrounding the technical safety of the aircraft, describing the loss as an “irreparable blow” to the state’s political landscape. He vowed to keep his uncle’s memory alive not just through words, but by relentlessly pursuing the “Zero FIR” investigation to ensure that the facts behind the crash are brought to light.

When the Princess Left Her Fortress…

Anishkaa Muthe
Dec 30, 2024
4 min read

Updated: Jan 2, 2025

I recently saw a movie, it had this dialogue “teenage girls are psychopaths” and maybe it is right, maybe we are a generation full of messed up kids trying to survive in this deathly jungle we’ve created for ourselves. And this survival gets harder when you’re a 16-year-old that moves into a city way bigger than their own, to ‘step into the world’ with rosy dreams and rosy expectations. I am one of those 16-year-olds, who with very romanticised notions, very naively decided to step into the ‘City of Dreams’: Mumbai.

Mumbai, is probably 10 times the size of my not very humble, but very little town. Moving to Mumbai was my dream since 1st grade, and when that dream manifested, I was on Cloud 9. I thought my life would be perfect, I’d have the perfect group of friends, I’d go to fancy parties, I’d do lots of events in college, I’d be known, I’d be in my ‘Academic Beast’ ‘It Girl’ era and what not; but reality is pretty far from any of that. Back in my town, I was the top of the hierarchy, the Perfect Girl, centre of attention, the Lovely Queen; after moving to Mumbai, my life of the last 13yrs came crashing down on me. I became this introverted, invisible person; the friends’ group or lots of parties definitely did not happen, neither did the academic beast and It girl era.

I came to realise that Mumbai, no matter how pretty, beautiful and picture-worthy, is very harsh and extremely tough. No matter how much anyone says ‘Mumbai embraces all’, the ‘All’ still do feel left out to some extent, when everyone around you is this confident Mumbai Kid and you’re this awkward girl from out of town who knows nothing about the city, its people or its ‘culture’, who’s trying to push through this humongous crowd that’s, without trying very hard, swallowing you down; but standing here, watching this city move past me, I wonder Does Mumbai really not bother about anyone Or Is it just not willing to let you in?

But there’s still something to hang on to, somewhere to belong, isn’t there? When you go back home and you have friends there; Spoiler Alert: you don’t. When I went back home for my first holiday, I realised I didn’t belong there anymore, now I was the Mumbai Girl; 13yrs lost and forgotten, within 3 months. That’s when it hit ‘I’m all alone now’ neither do I belong in Mumbai, neither do I back at home. Trust me, I have never felt more lost in my life.

I’m the kind of people who thrive on attention and external validation, to have that very thing taken from me was very hard to live with. So, I chose to cope by holding on, holding on how? Well, simple tactic, making an indirect statement saying “you excluded me, but I belong in places better than you” how I did that? I held onto my past self, my actions were based on how pretty, fun and ‘happening’ my life was to look on Instagram. I did have fun, not that I didn’t, but most of it was for the eyes of the world and not my own satisfaction [it still is that way, I haven’t gotten any better yet].

Then came my midterms, and I wasn’t as great as I thought I’d be and my extracurriculars weren’t anything major either. That made me realise that I was like any other kid around me here, unlike when I was back home, always the different one, the one that stood out, and suddenly I didn’t anymore, I was ordinary. The realisation hit me, right in the face, hard and strong, that in this huge ocean, I was no whale or shark, just another little fish in the Shoal. My future suddenly became scary, thinking about college and university became terrifying and I just wanted to avoid it all, simply run away [I still do, sometimes] And now, I’m a mess.

But not all of it was bad honestly, Mumbai taught me a lot of things, it humbled me and it helped see: within myself and so many things about myself that I never really knew and were suddenly crystal clear in front of my eyes, as if a very loud noise had been shut down and I could hear clearly again. Back at home, I had this persona designated to me: ‘The Perfect Girl’ and suddenly I didn’t have to be anyone anymore, it was harder that way honestly, to not have a script to follow anymore. I had to discover myself and who I truly was for the first time Ever; I think that’s what I’m doing now, getting to know myself beyond who I was 6 months ago.

Things aren’t any better right now, I don’t think they will be for very long and sometimes moving here may seem like the biggest mistake I’ve ever made, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. So, this new year I have one resolution: I’m going to find who I am, a new persona, a new person, not defined by her past self, past life and this Social Jungle of teenagers she’s surviving in. This new year will be of rediscovery. So, here’s to 2025 and to all of us, whose lives changed because they stepped into the big, bad world out there; let us all be proud of ourselves as this year ends, because leaving our homes and lives behind is not easy and we lived that down: The Shift, the way it hit our egos and shattered our sense of belonging, but we didn’t run away, we strived through it and are surviving to see the light of day.

So, A Very Happy New Year People.

(The author is a student of St. Xavier College, Mumbai.)

1 Comment

Jayaram Kousik .

Jun 12, 2025

Great write, yes Mumbai is a jungle and you have to fund your true bearings and none towards your destination