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\n\t{ CALCUTTA, April 5th, 1907<\/b> }<\/b><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nMany Delusions
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\nIn a country where subjection has long become a habit of the public mind, there will always be a tendency to shrink from the
\nrealities of the position and to hunt for roundabout, safe and peaceful paths to national regeneration. Servitude is painful and
\nintolerable, servitude is killing the nation by inches, servitude must be got rid of, true; but the pains and evils of servitude
\nseem almost more tolerable to a good many people than the sharp, salutary pangs of a resolute struggle for liberty. Hence the
\nnot uncommon cry, “The violent and frequently bloody methods followed by other nations are not suited to a gentle, spiritual and
\nlaw-abiding people; we will vindicate our intellectual originality and spiritual superiority by inventing new methods of regeneration much more gentlemanly and civilised.” The result is a hydra-brood of delusions, two springing up where one is killed.
\nThe old gospel of salvation by prayer was based on the belief in the spiritual superiority of the British people,\u2014 an illusion
\nwhich future generations will look back upon with an amazed incredulity. God answers prayer and the British people are godlike in their nature; so why should we despair? Even now there are prominent politicians who say and perhaps believe that although there is no historical example of a nation liberated by petition and prayer, yet the book of history is not closed and
\nthere is no reason why so liberal and noble a nation as the British should not open a new and unprecedented chapter; a
\nmiracle which never happened before in the world’s records may very well be worked for the sole and particular benefit of
\nIndia! The petitionary delusion, however, though not yet killed, has been scotched; its lease of life is not for long.
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\nAnother delusion of which Babu Narendranath Sen of the
\nIndian Mirror<\/i>, and the cultured and eloquent lady whom the Mahatmas have placed at the head of the new Theosophist
\nChurch, are the principal exponents, asks us to seek our regeneration through religion; only when we have become religiously
\nand morally fit, can we hope to be politically free. In spite of the confusion of ideas which underlies this theory, it is one which has
\na natural charm for a religiously-minded people. Nevertheless it is as much a thing in the air as the petitionary delusion. If
\nby religion is meant the nivritti-marga <\/i>it is an absurdity to talk of politics and religion in the same breath; for it is the path
\nof the few,\u2014 the saints and the elect\u2014 to whom there is no I nor thou, no mine or thine, and therefore no my country or thy
\ncountry. But if we are asked to perfect our religious development in the pravritti-marga<\/i>, then it is obvious that politics is as much
\na part of pravritti-marga <\/i>as any other activity, and there is no rationality in asking us to practise religion and morality first and
\npolitics afterwards; for politics is itself a large part of religion and morality. We acknowledge that nothing is likely to become
\nan universal and master impulse in India which is not identified with religion. The obvious course is to recognise that politics is
\nreligion and infuse it with the spirit of religion; for that is the true patriotism which sees God as the Mother in our country,
\nGod as Shakti in the mass of our countrymen, and religiously devotes itself to their service and their liberation from present
\nsufferings and servitude. We do not acknowledge that a nation of slaves who acquiesce in their subjection can become morally fit
\nfor freedom; one day of slavery robs a man of half his manhood, and while the yoke remains, he cannot compass a perfect and
\nrounded moral development. Under a light and qualified subjection, he may indeed develop in certain directions; but in what
\ndirection are we asked to develop? In the morality of the slave, the Shudra, whose
\ndharma <\/i>is humility, contentment, service,
\nobedience? In the morality of the merchant whose dharma <\/i>is to amass riches by honesty and enterprise and spend them with liberal philanthropy? In the morality of the Brahmin whose dharma<\/i> is to prepare himself for the
\nnivritti-marga <\/i>by learning and holy
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\n\texercises, to forgive injuries and accept honour or insult, wrong
\nand injustice, with a calm and untroubled mind? It is obvious that we may develop far on these lines without coming at all
\nnearer to moral fitness for freedom. Politics is the work of the Kshatriya and it is the virtues of the Kshatriya we must develop
\nif we are to be morally fit for freedom. But the first virtue of the Kshatriya is not to bow his neck to an unjust yoke but to protect
\nhis weak and suffering countrymen against the oppressor and welcome death in a just and righteous battle.
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\n\tA third delusion to which the over-intellectualised are subject is the belief in salvation by industrialism. One great danger
\nof the commercial aspect of the Swadeshi movement is that many of our young men may be misled into thinking that their true
\nmission is to go abroad, study industries and return to enrich themselves and their country. We would warn them against this
\npernicious error. This work is an admirable work and a necessary part of the great national
\nyajna <\/i>which we have instituted; but
\nit is only a part and not even the chief part. Those who have never studied Japanese history, are fond of telling our young men
\nthat Japan owes her greatness to her commercial and industrial expansion and call on them to go and do likewise. Commercial
\nand industrial expansion are often accompaniments and results of political liberty and greatness,\u2014 never their cause. Yet the
\nopposite belief is held by many who should have been capable of wiser discrimination. We find it in the truly marvellous address
\nof Srinath Paul Rai Bahadoor at Berhampur; there is a wonderful contrast between the canine gospel of submissive loyalty
\npreached in the first part of the address and the rampageously self-assertive gospel of economic independence preached in its
\ntail-end. “Whatever the advantages of political advancement, they sink into insignificance when compared with the blessings
\nwhich industrial prosperity brings in its train,”\u2014 such is the gospel according to Srinath Paul Rai Bahadoor. It is so far shared
\nby many less loyal people that they consider industrial prosperity as prior to and the cause of political advancement. The idea
\nis that we must be rich before we can struggle for freedom. History does not bear out this peculiar delusion. It is the poor
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\n\tpeoples who have been most passionately attached to liberty,
\nwhile there are many examples to show that nothing more easily leads to national death and decay than a prosperous servitude.
\nWe are particularly thankful that British rule has not, like the Roman, given us industrial prosperity in exchange for political
\nindependence; for in that case our fate would have been that of the ancient peoples of Gaul and Britain who, buying civilisation
\nand prosperity with the loss of their freemanhood, fell a prey to the Goth and Saxon and entered into a long helotage from which
\nit took them a thousand years to escape. We must strive indeed for economic independence, because the despotism that rules us
\nis half-mercantile, half-military, and by mortally wounding the lower mercantile half we may considerably disable the upper; at
\nleast we shall remove half the inducement England now has for keeping us in absolute subjection. But we should never forget
\nthat politics is a work for the Kshatriya and it is not by the virtues and methods of the Vaishya that we shall finally win our
\nindependence. <\/span> <\/p>\n

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\n\tReflections of Srinath Paul, Rai Bahadoor, <\/b>
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\n\ton the Present Discontents <\/b>
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\n\t(THE<\/font> ADDRESS OF A <\/font>PERSPIRING<\/font> CHAIRMAN<\/font> RENDERED<\/font>
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\n\tFAITHFULLY INTO THE <\/font>ORDINARY<\/font> ENGLISH<\/font> VERNACULAR<\/font>.)
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\n\tCouncillors, friends, Rai Bahadoors and others,
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\n\t\tGentlemen all, my bold and moderate brothers!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThis Conference’s revolutionary course
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\t(By revolution, sirs, I mean of course
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThe year’s,\u2014 not anything wicked and Extremist;)
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tHas brought us here, and like a skilful chemist
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tMixed well together our victorious batches
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBearing triumphant scars and famous scratches
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tOf a year’s desperate fight. Behold, the glooms   
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\n\tAre over! See, our conquering Suren comes!
\n\t<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\tDream not that when I talk of scars and fighting,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tI really mean King Edward to go smiting
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd bundle dear Sir Andrew out of Ind.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNothing, nothing like that is in the wind.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAh no! what has not Britain done for us?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWere we not savage, naked, barbarous?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tHas she not snatched and raised us from the mire?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTaught us to dress, eat, talk, write, sneeze, perspire,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tLike Europeans, giving civilisation
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\tTo this poor ignorant degraded nation?
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWas not our India full of cuts and knocks?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\t‘Twas Britain saved us from those hideous shocks.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNo matter if our poor of hunger die,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tUs she gave peace and ease and property.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\tWere’t not for Clive, Dalhausie, Curzon, all,
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tYou never would have heard of Srinath Paul.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBut is this then good cause we should not meet,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tKiss their benevolent and booted feet,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tRemonstrate mildly, praise and pray and cry,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\t“Have sympathy, great Minto, or we die”?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIf he’ll not hear, let then our humble oration
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTravel with Gokhale to the British nation.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo be industrious, prayerful, tearful, meek
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIs the sole end for which we meet this week.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tYet are there men, misunderstanding whites,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWho much misconstrue these our holy rites
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tDeeming it a bad criminal consultation
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tHow best to free\u2014 O horrid thought!\u2014 our nation,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd send the English packing bag and baggage,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tPolo and hockey stick, each scrap of luggage.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThey think we are rank and file and proletariat
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tFit to be throttled with the hangman’s lariat.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tFie, sirs! that we should be confused with the mob,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWe who with Viceroys and great men hobnob!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo be mistook,\u2014 Oh faugh! for the mere people,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThings that eat common food and water tipple,
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\n\tMere men, mere flesh and blood!\u2014 we, the elect,
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThe aristocracy of intellect
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo be thus levelled with the stinking crowd!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNo, sirs, I dare pronounce it very loud,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWe are the sober, moderate wise men, needing
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tScope only to be famed for light and leading,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tFull of co-operative amorous loyalty
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo Minto, Morley and Britannic Royalty.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tO some there are impatient and too wild,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo that Curzonian lash unreconciled,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tRepudiate with violence unchancy
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\nOur gospel proud of futile mendicancy.
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tStrange that they can’t perceive the utility
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd nobleness of absolute futility!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tO sirs, be moderate, patient, persevering;
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tShun, shun the extremists and their horrid sneering.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tO sirs, from loyalty budge not an inch;
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhat if your masters love your throats to pinch?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIt’s pure affection. Even if they kick,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIs that sufficient reason to feel sick?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNo, though they thrash and cudgel, kick and beat,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tCling like the devil to their sacred feet!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhere are we? Is this the French Revolution
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tInfects our sacred Ind with its pollution?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIs Minto Louis? Kitchener Duke Broglie?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAway, away with revolutionary folly!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhat, is this France or Russia? Are we men,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tServitude to reject and bonds disdain?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNo, we are loyal, good religious dogs,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBorn for delightful kicks and pleasant shogs.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIt is a canine gospel that I preach.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBe dogs, be dogs, and learn to love the switch.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhatever the result, be loyal still
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo Minto, Morley and their mighty will.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBe loyal still, my prosperous countrymen,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNor heed the moaning of the million’s pain.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tFor serfdom in our very bones is bred,
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\n\tAnd our religion teaches us to dread,\u2014
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\n\tShivaji’s creed and Pratap’s though it be,\u2014
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tMore than the very devil disloyalty.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tO constitutionally agitate your tails
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd see whether that agitation fails.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThe course of true love never did run smooth!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tMorley will still relent,\u2014 that gracious youth.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBeg for new Legislative Councils, sirs,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tOr any blessed thing your mind prefers.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThe Shah’s agreeable, why not the British?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThen there’s Mysore\u2014 Great Scott! I feel quite skittish.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tLocal self-government we’ll beg that’s now
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tA farce,\u2014 (I’m getting quite extreme, I vow!)
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd many other things. Prayers let us patter;
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhether we get them or not, can’t really matter.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBut one thing let me tell you, countrymen,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThat clubs a boon and blessing are to men,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhere white with black and black can mix with white
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd share a
\n\t\tparti-coloured deep delight. <\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tGreat thanks we owe then, loyalists, to “Max”,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWho his capacious brain the first did tax.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBehold the great result! Apollo Paean!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThe holy club, the Indo-European!
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tApproach, approach the holy precincts, come
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd chat with Risley of affairs at home;
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWith Fraser arm-in-arm like friends we’ll walk,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tTo Luson and to Lee familiarly talk.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tMind! trousers and a hat. They keep good whiskey
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd we shall feel particularly frisky.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAs for Comilla, it was sad and bad,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tBut Minto’s sympathy o’er that fell raid
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tDropped like the gentle dew from heaven to heal;
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNo longer for our injured kin we feel.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd now think not of politics too much.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tThree days or four is quite enough for such.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tMuch better done to store substantial honey
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tOf commerce, taste the joys that roll in money.
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\n\tBe rich, my friends! who cares then to be free
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tIn hard uncomfortable liberty?
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tOf boycott talk but not of Swaraj, sirs,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAnd if of independence you’ld discourse,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tLet it of economic independence be.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tFor that the law proscribes no penalty,
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tNor will your gentle hearts grow faint and sick
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tAt shadow of the fell policeman’s stick.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tWhat folly to disturb our comfort fatty
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\tAnd cudgelled be with regulation lathi<\/i>?
\n\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tSuch the reflections, sirs\u2014 Well, let it drop.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

\n\t\tDon’t hiss so much, dear friends! for here I stop.
\n\t\t<\/span> <\/p>\n

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\n\t\tBY<\/font> THE<\/font> WAY<\/font>
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