The Hunger Strike of 1933  &

Martyrdom of three Political Prisoners

                       “On the fixed day, thirty-three of them (Political Prisoners) started the hunger-strike. It was May 1933……The officers were running to and fro, looking perplexed at the concerted attack. The first thing that they did was to get all the strikers locked up in the first and second floors of yard No.5. ……………Over and above, heavy fetters were imposed on them. ……….

                   “The settlement doctors were completely unnerved. They had no previous experience of hunger-strike and were at their wits’ end. But the Senior Medical Officer, a European gentleman, moved about with an air of indifference and nonchalance. He remarked that he wanted to ‘teach a lesson’ to the political prisoners. Forced feeding in Indian jails usually begins late, when the hunger-striker becomes weak and is physically disabled to offer stiff resistance. …….They started feeding on the sixth day.

                    “Two doctors and a gang entered the cells of comrade Mahabir Singh. …..….. They started the feeding process in a crude manner. When the rubber tube for feeding was inserted in the nose, Mahabir resisted vigorously and coughed hard. The tube was thus transferred into the windpipe from the gullet. Pouring of milk began downright and it went straight into the lungs. ……

                    “The struggle now became grimmer. After Mahabir’s death everyday the strikers had additions to their ranks. New comrades joined the hunger-strike. The number went up from day to day till it reached over fifty.

                     “ … ….In view of the government’s attitude, as manifested by their local agents, our comrades realized that one death was not sufficient. Some more would have to follow. Most of them were trying and eventually two of them, their young comrades-Mohit and Mohan resisted successfully. The Mahabir episode was repeated. Milk was poured in their lungs…………………

                     “……….. Death, glorious death slowly covered their lives and took them away from the midst of their comrades. They had gone to the realm of martyrs, leaving the rest to carry on the battle……….”

                                                                        (From the autobiography of Bejoy Kumar Sinha)