What is the real proof of citizenship or identity? Passport, Aadhaar or PAN card? The debate has become one endless game of Ring a Ring o’ Roses. God watching from above, must surely be amused that His children have forgotten their original address—in heaven, quips OSWALD PEREIRA
There seems to be no end to the great Indian debate over citizenship. One day it is the passport that reigns supreme. Another day it is the Aadhaar card. Then someone insists it is the PAN card. Tomorrow, who knows? Perhaps the electricity bill will aspire to constitutional glory.
Poor citizens are left scratching their heads. “Who am I?” is no longer merely a philosophical question. It has become a bureaucratic puzzle.
One stands in a queue clutching a folder thick enough to qualify as a doctoral thesis. Birth certificate, school leaving certificate, passport, ration card, voter ID, Aadhaar, PAN, utility bills and photographs taken from angles that make one resemble an escaped convict rather than a respectable taxpayer.
The irony is delicious.
The same person who has lived in the same neighbourhood for fifty years, attended the same church or temple, bought vegetables from the same vendor, argued with the same neighbour, voted in every election and faithfully paid taxes is suddenly asked, “Can you prove you belong here?”
One is tempted to reply, “My dear friend, even my stray dog knows I belong here.”
Who is responsible for this endless confusion? The citizen or the State?
Perhaps both deserve a gentle share of the blame. Governments change, policies evolve, interpretations multiply and paperwork grows like monsoon weeds. Citizens, too, often discover the value of documents only when they urgently need them.
Somewhere between official notifications and household cupboards lies the truth, buried beneath yellowing files and fading photocopies.
Yet all this raises a larger question.
What exactly is citizenship?
Politically, it is indispensable. Every nation has the right—and indeed the duty—to know who its citizens are. Laws, rights and responsibilities cannot function in a vacuum. Order requires documentation, just as a library requires catalogues.
Leave aside citizenship and talk about spirituality—that is an altogether different passport.
The ancient sages smiled at worldly anxieties like citizenship. They reminded us that every human being is, at best, a temporary resident on Planet Earth. We arrive without luggage and depart without it. We spend a lifetime proving where we live, only to leave behind every address we have ever occupied.
The Bhagavad Gita reminds us that the Self neither comes nor goes. Jesus gently reassures His disciples, “In my Father’s house are many mansions.” The Buddha speaks of impermanence with remarkable calm. Every tradition whispers the same enduring truth: our permanent residence is not found on any map.
Heaven never asks for an Aadhaar number.
The Divine Immigration Officer looks only at the heart, and the soul, of course. He doesn’t ask for the now famous travel document, the Passport.
He asks with a benign smile. Were you kind? Did you love? Did you forgive?
Did you leave the world a little brighter than you found it?
Answers to these questions may determine your residency in heaven.
This does not mean we abandon civic responsibility. Far from it. Good citizenship remains a noble duty. We should obey just laws, preserve our documents and respect the institutions that hold society together.
But we need not lose our peace over papers.
The passport expires.
The identity card wears out.
Governments come and go.
Borders shift.
History rewrites itself.
Only the soul continues its timeless journey.
So the next time someone asks for yet another proof of identity, smile politely, hand over the required document and carry on. Bureaucracy has its place.
Just don’t mistake your temporary address for your eternal home.
After all, we are not merely citizens of a nation.
We are travellers passing through time, carrying a passport stamped not by governments but by grace.
Oswald Pereira, a senior journalist, has written ten books, including The Vijay Revolution: People Power & the Politics of Hope, Beyond Autobiography of a Yogi, The Newsroom Mafia, Chaddi Buddies, The Krishna-Christ Connexion, How to Create Miracles in Our Daily Life and Crime Patrol: The Most Thrilling Stories. Oswald is a disciple of Paramhansa Yogananda, and practises Kriya Yoga.
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“While We Debate Citizenship, Heaven Waits with Open Arms”, you have said the essence of the state of affairs of heaven and also of earth so succinctly Oswald Ji.
This reminds me of a very powerful statement of Carl Jung calling forth to overcome the identity crisis which each one of us are bound to confront in whichever corner of the world we are, even as unaware.
He says: “The world will ask you who you are, and if you do not know, the world will tell you.”
It is not merely a hard fact but a compelling necessity to be answerable to ourselves as much as to the entire world about our true identity as well as about our true worth. It’s then and then only that we can acquire our passport for friction free residency in heaven as well as on the earth.
From the view point of all practical purposes, leaving all perplexities behind us, this question has to be responsibly addressed knowing very well that unlike the simple and straight, graceful and compassionate way of heaven, the world asks to pass through a tough and testing merciless path…
I love the way the way you have summed it up…putting the debate to a graceful rest…