Wednesday, April 22, 2015



Here is a spoof from my HUMOR IN UNIFORM archives.

I wrote this story wrote a few years ago – and I am posting it again  on the request of a friend

A Spoof

The word MUGHAL is also spelled MOGUL or MOGHUL. 
In this story  it used in a metaphorical sense.
In this context of this story the word MUGHAL (or MOGUL or MOGHUL) means a powerful person – a person who rules or commands.

MUGHALS” IN UNIFORM  an apocryphal story by Vikram Karve

In his classic satirical allegory  ANIMAL FARM  George Orwell exemplifies the tendency of human beings to abuse power. 

Whenever a human gets power  his attitude changes dramatically. 

I have seen this metamorphosis in a person’s attitude and behaviour happening in the Navy.

When an officer gets promoted to high rank  the first thing that happens is that power goes to his head.

His ego bloats  and he changes his way of thinking.

He starts behaving differently. 

He starts displaying all the trappings of power – figuratively and literally (an example is the obsession to display “stars” and rank symbols all over – like displaying vehicle star plates on lecterns, boats, horse buggy, golf caps etc).

He starts doing exactly the same unethical and unofficerlike things that he critcised as a junior officer when he saw his seniors do it.

And to justify his conduct he starts mouthing platitudes like:

“Now that I have the view from the “top”  things look “different”  and now I must behave like a “leader”.


This “moral metamorphosis” happened to one of my coursemates.

As a junior officer he was most vociferous in his criticism of the conduct of some of the senior officers.

“Bloody freeloaders,” he would exclaim, “the buggers want everything free. They want everything ‘on-the-house’ and don’t want to pay for anything. Just look at the way they blatantly misuse transport and manpower!”

But when he was promoted to a senior rank  he started behaving in exactly the same way – taking full undue advantages of his rank.

Maybe the “moral metamorphosis” owing to high rank had now made him see things differently!

After all  Rank Has Its Privileges (RHIP)!

When one veteran political leader was asked why his party had changed so much from the values it once represented, he said: “It is all because of power. Earlier we were in the opposition. Now we are in power. Once you have tasted power everything changes.”

It is true:

“Power Corrupts”.

The moral of the story of Animal Farm is that because of this innate corrupt nature of most human beings to misuse power for their own benefit that whatever the form of governance (democracy, monarchy, socialism, communism, or dictatorship) nothing much changes for the impoverished and hapless aam aadmi or common man since human-power relationship makes all systems “feudal” in nature.

On a lighter note  the Naval Yarn I am going to narrate below illustrates this dictum. 


This happened long back, around 35 years ago, in the early days of my naval career, when I was a bright young officer.

It was the farewell party of our boss, the Captain of our ship.

Everyone was happy to see him go ashore on transfer at the end of his tenure.

He had been a terrible boss, a ruthless taskmaster, quite a tyrant, and he had made our life hell. 

A strict authoritarian disciplinarian, he wielded total power and commanded the ship like a martinet, ruling us like an absolute monarch.

As far as he was concerned, it was “his” ship and there were just two categories of people on-board his ship:

HE (the supreme lord and master)


WE (the rest of the crew – which included everyone else starting from the second-in-command right down the junior-most sailor)

This feudal style Captain exemplified the navy dictum immortalized by Captain Queeg in the classic Naval Novel by Herman Wouk – THE CAINE MUTINY :

“…there are four ways of doing things on this ship:



3. The NAVY WAY 



On my ship  we do things MY WAY…”

Our Captain was very clear  he wanted things done his way.

We had nicknamed him: “Mughal”.

At the farewell party  whisky was flowing freely – and everyone was thoroughly enjoying the party.

Everyone was downing peg after peg of the choicest whisky  happy to bid farewell and say goodbye to the “Mughal”.

The officers were celebrating in anticipation of the forthcoming “freedom” from “Mughal Tyranny”. 

For me  it was an evening of mixed emotions  since it was my farewell party as well – because – as luck would have it  by sheer coincidence  I too was going away on transfer.

As it is customary to “look after” the farewell guest very well  my shipmates had plied me with plenty of whisky  peg after peg  down the hatch”  and by the time I was called upon to deliver my farewell speech  I was feeling very “nice” 

As I told you once before  there is a saying in the navy:

Officers never get drunk – they only feel “nice” 

And I was feeling awfully “nice”.

Being the junior  I was called to deliver my farewell speech first.

I was feeling awfully “nice” due to the enormous amount of whisky I had imbibed.

At first  I said the customary things – I thanked my shipmates  talked about the good times we had together in the wardroom.

But as I spoke  my inhibitions started peeling off  and I started speaking out my mind freely.

Then  in a spurt of audaciousness and recklessness thanks to the “Dutch Courage” fuelled by the huge amount of alcohol flowing in my veins  I started gesticulating towards the Captain  and I blurted out my farewell speech:

“Tonight – I am feeling privileged – that along with me – it is the farewell party of our beloved Captain – who we affectionately call MUGHAL.

I know all of you are happy to see off this Mughal. 


So don’t be too happy that this Mughal is going away.

It may well turn out that the new incoming Mughal may be worse than this outgoing Mughal whose days on this ship are over. 

And  God Forbid  if the new Mughal is a worse tyrant than this one  then you will reminisce and remember the “good old days” you had under this Mughal.”

After uttering these words  I narrated the story of one my favourite books – ANIMAL FARM (an allegorical novel by George Orwell). 

In this story, there is a rebellion, an uprising by all the animals who unite and rise in revolt against the tyrant human beings who own the Animal Farm. 

The humans are overthrown by the animals  who achieve “freedom” from human tyranny.

But soon  the pigs  who led the uprising  gradually assume control  and start taking over power.

The pigs replace the humans as the rulers  yes – the pigs become the new rulers.

Eventually the pigs become worse tyrants than the humans  and the pigs make life hell for all the other animals.


A few months later I ran into one of my ex-shipmates  and he told me that my prediction had come true. 

“You were right. One Mughal replaces another Mughal – but the Mughal Raj Continues Forever,” he said laughingly.

He told me that exactly like I had predicted  life on-board the ship had indeed become so terrible under the new Captain  that in the evenings  everyone sat in the wardroom drowning their sorrows and reminiscing about the “good old days” in the earlier “Mughal Empire”. 

“The earlier Mughal was a bullshitter, but at least he was an honest bloke,” my ex-shipmate said, “but this new Mughal is not only a terrible bullshitter  but he is a crafty, cunning, corrupt man – and a bloody freeloader too  and he has made our life miserable.”


Look around you and you will see that this “Mughal” theory is true in real life too.

Leaders come and go  elections happen  governments change  regimes come and go  sometimes democracy becomes dictatorship  and sometimes dictatorship becomes democracy  socialism metamorphoses into globalization, liberalization and crony capitalism.

All sorts of things happen  but for you and me  for the common man (“aam aadmi” nothing much changes  and our life remains just the same. 

In fact  in most cases  things may even get worse than before. 

Of course  there are exceptions – yes, there are a few genuine leaders who really make a difference  but nowadays  such examples are few and far between. 

By and large  the “Mughal Principle” prevails. 

So before you rejoice too much on hearing the news that your tyrant boss is going to go away  remember THE MUGHAL PRINCIPLE:


I have seen this happening in the Navy.

One “Mughal” goes  and another “Mughal” comes in his place  and instead of improving things  every new “Mughal” adds his own “killjoy contribution” to making life more painful.

I am sure this Mughal Principle” prevails in the Army and other services  including in the civil services too.

We observe this in politics too.

So  look around and observe  in your workplace  in politics  and in the world outside.

Do you see “Animal Farms” around you?

Is one “Mughal” replacing another “Mughal” – and nothing much is changing for you?

Instead of improving things  does every “Mughal” add his own “killjoy contribution” to making life more painful?

Of course  there are exceptions to the rule  but for most of the time the “Mughal Raj” perpetuates.

Do comment  tell us your views  and share your experiences of “Mughals” you have seen in your organisation and your life.

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This is a revised and updated version of my story written by me Vikram Karve more than 3 years ago in 2012 and posted online earlier on this Blog 

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