{"id":3202,"date":"2013-07-13T01:46:38","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:46:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=3202"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:46:38","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:46:38","slug":"42-prison-and-freedom-vol-writings-in-bengali-translation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/02-other-editions\/writings-in-bengali-translation\/42-prison-and-freedom-vol-writings-in-bengali-translation","title":{"rendered":"-42_Prison and Freedom.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\">\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"6\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\" width=\"100%\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font size=\"4\" face=\"Times New Roman\">Prison and Freedom<\/font><font size=\"4\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&nbsp;Men as we are, we are mostly creatures of circumstance,<br \/>\nconfined to the sensations of the outer world. Our mental<br \/>\nactivities depend upon such external sensations, even our<br \/>\nreason is unable to go beyond the limits of the material; and<br \/>\nthe joys and sorrows of life are but echoes of outward events.<br \/>\nThis slavery is due to the domination of the body. In the<br \/>\nUpanishad it has been said, &quot;The self-born has set the doors<br \/>\nof the body outwards, therefore the soul of a man gazes<br \/>\noutward and not at the self within; hardly a wise man here<br \/>\nand there, desiring immortality turns his eye inward and sees<br \/>\nthe Self within him.&quot; Normally, the outward, physical eyes<br \/>\nwith which we observe the life of man, in that kind of seeing<br \/>\nthe body is our chief support. However much we may call the<br \/>\nEuropeans materialists, in fact all men are materialists. The<br \/>\nbody is an instrument for the fulfilment of religious life, a<br \/>\nchariot with many horses to pull it, the body-chariot on<br \/>\nwhich we ride across the ways of the world. But, admitting<br \/>\nthe false importance of the body we give such a prominence<br \/>\nto the physical mind that we find ourselves wholly entangled<br \/>\nby outward activity and superficial good and evil. The result<br \/>\nof such ignorance is life-long slavery and subordination. Joys<br \/>\nand sorrows, good and evil, affluence and danger, compel us<br \/>\nto mould our mental states in their own terms, and we too<br \/>\nfloat along the waves of desire to which we give our<br \/>\nthoughts. Greedy of enjoyment and afraid of sorrow we<br \/>\nCome to depend on others, and receiving our joy and sorrow<br \/>\nfrom others, we suffer endless misery and humiliation.<br \/>\nBecause, be it man Or nature, whoever or whatever is able to<br \/>\nexercise control over our body, or can bring it within the<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-320<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">field of its own forces, we have to submit to that influence.<br \/>\nIts extreme example is to fall into the hands of enemies or<br \/>\nthe life of imprisonment. But the person, who, surrounded<br \/>\nby friends and boon companions, moves about freely, even<br \/>\nhis condition is just as wretched as of those who spend their<br \/>\ndays in prison. The body is the prison, the body-centred<br \/>\nintelligence, the reasoning Ignorance is the enemy <i>that<br \/>\n<\/i>Imprisons&quot;<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">This state of imprisonment is the perennial condition of<br \/>\nman. On the other hand, on every page of literature and<br \/>\nhistory we find the irrepressible eagerness and enthusiasm on<br \/>\nthe part of the human race to gain freedom. As in the<br \/>\npolitical and social spheres, so in the life of the individual in<br \/>\nevery age we find the same endeavour. Restraint, self-torture, indifference, stoicism. Epicureanism, asceticism. Vedanta Buddhism, Advaita, the doctrine of Maya. Raja Yoga,<br \/>\nHatha Yoga, Gita, the path of Knowledge, Devotion and<br \/>\nActivity\u2014the paths are many, the goal is the same. The aim<br \/>\nis always\u2014victory over the body, getting rid of the domina-<br \/>\ntion of the physical, the freedom of the inner life. Western<br \/>\nscientists have arrived at the conclusion that there is no<br \/>\nworld other than the physical, the subtle is based on the<br \/>\nmaterial, the subtle experiences are- but reflections of the<br \/>\nexternal experiences, man&#8217;s attempt to be free is in vain; the<br \/>\nphilosophy, religion and Vedanta are but unreal imaginings,<br \/>\nand wholly limited by the physical reality as we are, the<br \/>\nattempt to untie the knot or cross the limitations of our<br \/>\nphysical nature is an attempt doomed to fail. But the longing<br \/>\nto be free is lodged in such a deep layer of the human heart<br \/>\nthat a thousand arguments are helpless to uproot it. Man can<br \/>\nnever remain content with the conclusions of the physical<br \/>\nsciences. In all ages he has felt vaguely that the subtle<br \/>\nelements capable of conquering the physical limits are<br \/>\ndefinitely to be found in his own inner being, that there is an<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-321<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">Inner Controller, a Person, for ever free and full of Delight,<br \/>\nwithin him. It is the object of religion to realise this state of<br \/>\neternal freedom and pure Delight. This object of religious<br \/>\nseeking is also the object of evolution of which science<br \/>\nspeaks. Reason or&nbsp; its absence is not the real difference<br \/>\nbetween man and animals The animals have the power to<br \/>\nJudge, but in the animal body that power does not develop.<br \/>\nThe real difference between man and animal lies elsewhere:<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Times New Roman\">a complete submission to the body is what constitutes the<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Times New Roman\">animal state, while in the conquest of the body and the effort<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Times New Roman\">lit inner freedom lies manhood! This freedom is the<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Times New Roman\">chief goal of religion, this is what it calls <i>mukti.<\/i> It is for the<br \/>\nsake of <i>mukti<\/i> that through knowledge we try to find out the<br \/>\nmental guide of the body and life who lives within, or<br \/>\nthrough action-devotion try to surrender to it our body, mind<br \/>\nand life. The central ethical injunction in the Gita\u2014<i>yogas-<br \/>\nthah&#61482; kuru karm&#257;ni&#8217;\u2014<\/i>this freedom is the yoga of the Gita.<br \/>\nWhen the interior joys and sorrows, instead of depending on<br \/>\nexternal good and evil, well-being and danger, become self-<br \/>\ngenerated, self-propelled, self-bound, then the normal human condition is reversed, and the outer life can be modelled<br \/>\non the inner, the bondage of action slackens. The ideal<br \/>\nperson of the Gita renounces the desire for the fruit of action<br \/>\nand practises active renunciation in the supreme Person,<br \/>\nPurushottama. He is <i>&quot;duhkh&#61482;es&#61482;vanudvignaman&#257;h sukhesv<br \/>\nvigatasprhah&quot;2;<\/i> attaining an inner freedom he enjoys self-<br \/>\ndelight and self-control. Unlike the normal human individual<br \/>\nhe does not seek any external refuge out of fear or sorrow<br \/>\nborn of greed for pleasure, he does not accept his joys and<br \/>\nsorrows from others and yet is free of the bondage of action.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" face=\"Times New Roman\">&#8216; Fixed in yoga do thy actions. <i>Gita,<\/i> II, 48.<\/font><font size=\"2\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" face=\"Times New Roman\">2 He whose mind is undisturbed in the midst of sorrows and amid<br \/>\npleasures is free from desires. <i>Gita,<\/i> II, 56.<\/font><font size=\"2\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-322<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">Rather in the battle between Gods and Titans, it is the man,<br \/>\nsent by God, greatly controlled, a mightily puissant protagonist, beyond anger and fear, he the man of yogic action<br \/>\nwho helps to usher in a political or religious revolution, or by<br \/>\npreserving the established state and religious order, fulfills in<br \/>\na non-attached spirit God&#8217;s own work; he is the superior<br \/>\nperson of whom the Gita speaks.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">In the modern times we have arrived at a point of transition between the new and the old. Man is ever moving<br \/>\nforward to his goal, from time to time one has to leave the<br \/>\nplains and ascend the heights, and it is during these periods<br \/>\nof ascent that revolutions occur in the state, society, religion<br \/>\nas well as in the intellectual spheres. In the present times<br \/>\nthere is a preparation, if nothing else, to move towards the<br \/>\nsubtle from the physical. Because of the minute examination<br \/>\nand finding of the laws of the physical universe by western<br \/>\nscientists, the outlying plains surrounding the upward Way<br \/>\nhave been cleared. The knowers of the West are taking their<br \/>\nfirst step in the Vast, inner worlds, many are tempted by the<br \/>\nhope of conquest. Apart from this there are other visible<br \/>\nsigns\u2014such as the quick spread of Theosophy, the welcome<br \/>\ngiven to Vedanta in America, the partial and indirect influence of India in western philosophy and modes of thinking.<br \/>\nBut the most remarkable sign is the sudden and unexpected<br \/>\nemergence of India. By claiming the role of world teacher,<br \/>\nthe Indians are rising to inaugurate a new age. If the<br \/>\nwesterners are deprived of the help from India they will not<br \/>\nbe able to succeed in their efforts at progress. Just as in the<br \/>\ncultivation of the supreme means to the flowering of the<br \/>\ninner life no country had excelled India in the Knowledge of<br \/>\nBrahman or Self <i>(tattvajn&#257;na),<\/i> and yoga, similarly the<br \/>\npurification of the nature, control over the senses, the power<br \/>\nof Brahman-realisation, the energy born of askesis, <i>tapasya,<br \/>\n<\/i>and the lesson of non-attached activity as yoga, these too are<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font color=\"#0000FF\" size=\"2\">Page-323<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">India&#8217;s very own. To acquire by ignoring the outward joys I<br \/>\nand sorrows the inner freedom is possible only for the&nbsp;<br \/>\nIndian, the Indian alone is capable of undertaking activity in<br \/>\na spirit of non-attachment, while the sacrifice of ego and<br \/>\nindifference in action are acknowledged as the highest aim of<br \/>\nher education and culture and are the seed of her national<br \/>\ncharacter.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">The truth of this view I first realised in the Alipore jail.<br \/>\nThose who live there are usually thieves, robbers, murderers. Though we were<br \/>\nforbidden to speak with the convicts, in practice this rule was not strictly observed. Apart<br \/>\nfrom that there were the cook, the waterman, the sweeper,<br \/>\nthe cleaner, with whom one could not help coming into<br \/>\ncontact, and many times we would speak freely with each<br \/>\nother. Those who were arrested with me for the same<br \/>\noffence, they too were described in such unspeakable adjectives as heartless murderers. If there is any place where the<br \/>\nIndian character has to be looked upon with eyes of contempt, if it is possible to see it at its worst, lowest and most<br \/>\nhateful state, then Alipore Jail is that place; imprisonment at<br \/>\nAlipore is that inferior and degenerate state. In such a place<br \/>\nI spent twelve months like this. Thanks to my experience of<br \/>\nthese twelve months I have been able to return to the world<br \/>\nof action with tenfold hope, with a fixed notion about Indian<br \/>\nsuperiority, with redoubled respect for human character, the<br \/>\nfuture progress and well-being of the motherland and the<br \/>\nhuman race. This is not due to my inherent optimism or<br \/>\nexcessive trust. Sri jut Bipinchandra Pal had felt the same<br \/>\nway in the Buxar Jail, in the Alipore Jail Dr. Daly, who had<br \/>\nserved here earlier, supported this view. Dr. Daly was a<br \/>\ngenerous and wise person, experienced in the ways of men,<br \/>\nthe worst elements of human nature were present to him<br \/>\nevery day, yet he used to tell me: &quot;The more I see and hear<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-324<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">of Indian gentlemen or the poor folk, men who are distinguished in society or the convicts in a prison, I am convinced<br \/>\nthat in quality and character you are much superior to us.<br \/>\nLooking at these lads has further confirmed me in my<br \/>\njudgement. Who can judge from their behaviour, character<br \/>\nand other high qualities that they are anarchists or assassins ?<br \/>\nInstead of finding in them cruelty, wildness, restlessness or<br \/>\nimpropriety I find the opposite virtues.&quot; Of course thieves<br \/>\nand robbers don&#8217;t turn into holy men while they are serving a<br \/>\nterm in prison. The British prison is not a place for reform of<br \/>\ncharacter, on the contrary, for the ordinary convict it is but<br \/>\nan instrument for the degradation of character and man-<br \/>\nhood. They remain the thieves and robbers that they had<br \/>\nbeen before being sent to goal; they continue to steal even in<br \/>\nthe prison, in the midst of the strict prohibitory rules they<br \/>\nmanage to indulge in addiction, continue to cheat. But what<br \/>\nof that? The humanity of the Indian survives every loss;<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Times New Roman\">Fallen because of social abuses, crushed out because of loss<br \/>\nof humanity, on the outside are the distortions of dark,<br \/>\ndubious, shameful emotions, yet, within, the nearly vanished<br \/>\nhumanity seems to save itself in hiding, thanks to the inborn<br \/>\nvirtue of the Indians, it expresses itself time and again in<br \/>\ntheir speech and act. Those who, having seen the filth<br \/>\noutside, turn away their face in contempt, only they can say<br \/>\nthat they have failed to find in them the least trace of<br \/>\nhumanity. But one who has given up the pride of holiness<br \/>\nand looks at them with one&#8217;s own natural clear vision will<br \/>\nnever agree to such a view. After six months of imprison-<br \/>\nment in the Buxar jail Srijut Bipinchandra Pal had seen God among the thieves<br \/>\nand robbers, which he had openly confessed in an Uttarpara meeting. In the Alipore Jail itself I too<br \/>\ncould realise this fundamental truth of Hinduism for the first<br \/>\ntime among the thieves, robbers and killers, in the human<br \/>\nbody I could realise the divine Presence.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-325<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">In this country who knows how many hundreds of innocent people are undergoing hellish long-term imprisonment<br \/>\nand working out the misdeeds of their past lives towards a<br \/>\nheavenlier way ahead? But see the average Westerner, who<br \/>\nis not purified by religious emotions and is not of a godly<br \/>\nnature; how these people fare in such tests, those who live in<br \/>\nthe western countries or are familiar with their literature<br \/>\nexpressive of western mentality and character can easily<br \/>\ninfer. In a similar situation either their tearful earthly hearts<br \/>\nwith their depressive anger and sorrow move towards hell&#8217;s<br \/>\nmurk and, because of the contagion of companions, adopt<br \/>\ntheir cruelty and low ways, else, because of the extreme<br \/>\npressure of weaknesses, lose strength and reasoning power<br \/>\nso that what survives is only a remnant of humanity.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">Let me speak of an innocent person at Alipore. As an<br \/>\naccused in a dacoity case he had been sentenced to ten years&#8217;<br \/>\nrigorous imprisonment. A cowherd by profession, un-educated, without anything to do with reading or writing, his<br \/>\nonly support was his faith in God and patience worthy of an<br \/>\nAryan and other noble qualities. Faced with this old man&#8217;s ,<br \/>\nattitude towards life, my pride of learning and forbearance<br \/>\nwas completely shattered. There was a serene and simple<br \/>\nfriendliness written in the old man&#8217;s eyes, his talk was always<br \/>\nfull of amiability and friendliness. At times he would speak<br \/>\nof his sufferings, even though he was innocent of the charges<br \/>\nand speak of his wife and children, he even wondered where<br \/>\nGod would bring him release so that he could meet them, but<br \/>\nnever did I find him depressed or restless. Waiting for God&#8217;s<br \/>\nGrace, he spent his days quietly doing his duties in the<br \/>\nprison. All his efforts and thoughts were not concerned<br \/>\nabout himself, but about the well-being of others. His sense<br \/>\nof kindness and sympathy for the sorrowing frequently came<br \/>\nout in his speech, serving others was the law of his being. The<br \/>\nnoble qualities were further set off by his humility. Knowing<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-326<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">that he had a heart thousand times nobler than mine I would<br \/>\nfeel ashamed at his humility, to have to accept the old man&#8217;s<br \/>\nservices embrassed me, but he would not be held back so<br \/>\neasily. He was all the time anxious about my comfort. As<br \/>\nwith me\u2014so with the others, his kindly attention and<br \/>\nhumble service and respect seemed to be much greater<br \/>\nespecially for the innocent and miserable ones. Yet on his<br \/>\nface and in his conduct there glowed a natural serene gravity<br \/>\nand majesty. He had a great love for the country too. I shall<br \/>\nalways remember the white-whiskered serene visage of this<br \/>\nold convict full of kindness and generosity. Even in these<br \/>\ndays of decline among the Indian peasantry\u2014whom we<br \/>\ndescribe as uneducated, &quot;small people&quot;, <i>chhotolok\u2014<\/i>may be<br \/>\nfound such representatives of the Indian race. India&#8217;s future<br \/>\nis hopeful only because of this. The educated youth and the<br \/>\nunlettered peasantry, the future of India lies with these two<br \/>\nclasses. The future Aryan race will be a blend of the two. <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">I have spoken about an uneducated peasant. Let me now<br \/>\nspeak of two educated young men. These were the two<br \/>\nKavirajs of Harrison Road, Nagendranath and Dharani.&#8217;<br \/>\nThe manner in which, quietly and contentedly, they too<br \/>\nsuffered this sudden mishap, this unjust punishment, was<br \/>\nastounding. I could never find in them the slightest anger or<br \/>\ncensure or annoyance over those for whose fault they had to<br \/>\npass their youth in a hellish prison. They were devoid of the glory of modern<br \/>\neducation, a knowledge of western languages and familiarity with western learning. The mother-<br \/>\ntongue was their only stay, but among the English-educated<br \/>\ngroup I have found few men of comparable calibre. Instead<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" face=\"Times New Roman\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &#8216; Thinking that the police had come to know of the bombs Ullaskar, one<br \/>\nof the conspirators, had removed a packet containing bombs to his friend<br \/>\nNagendranath&#8217;s house, who did not know anything about its content. Later,<\/font><font size=\"2\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" face=\"Times New Roman\">to save his friend, Ullaskar gave a true confession. But the police did not<br \/>\nrelease the brothers.<\/font><font size=\"2\"> <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-327<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">of complaining to either man or God, both of them had<br \/>\naccepted the punishment with a smile. Both brothers were<br \/>\n<i>sadhaks<\/i> but their natures were different. Nagendra was<br \/>\nsteady, grave, intelligent. He was very fond of godly conversation and religious topics. When we had been kept in<br \/>\nsolitary confinement the jail authorities had permitted us, at<br \/>\nthe end of the day&#8217;s labour, to read books. Nagendra who<br \/>\nhad asked for the Gita had been given the Bible instead. In<br \/>\nthe witness box he would tell me of his feelings on reading<br \/>\nthe Bible. Nagendra hadn&#8217;t read the Gita but I noticed with<br \/>\nSurprise that instead of speaking about the Bible he was<br \/>\nexpressing the inner sense of the Gita&#8217;s verse\u2014once in a<br \/>\nwhile it even appeared as if the sublime and divine state-<br \/>\nments of Krishna at Kurukshetra were coming out of the<br \/>\nsame lotus lips of Vasudeva in the Alipore dock. Without<br \/>\nreading the Gita to be able to realise in the Bible the spirit of<br \/>\nequality, renunciation of the desire for fruit, to see the<br \/>\nDivine in all things, etc., is the index of a not negligible inner<br \/>\nlife or spiritual capacity, <i>s&#257;dhan&#257;.<\/i> Dharani was not as<br \/>\nintelligent as Nagendra, but he was obedient and tender by<br \/>\nnature, temperamentally a devotee. He was always wrapt up<br \/>\nin the idea of Divine Motherhood, and looking at the Grace<br \/>\nthat shone on his face, his innocent laughter and gentle<br \/>\ndevotional attitude it was hard to realise that we were<br \/>\nconfined in a jail. Knowing these men, who can say that the<br \/>\nBengali is low and despicable? This power, this manhood,<br \/>\nthis sacred fire is only hidden amidst the ashes.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">They were both innocent. Imprisoned without any fault of<br \/>\ntheir own, by their own qualities or by virtue of their training<br \/>\nthey had been able to reject the supremacy of external joys<br \/>\nand sorrows and suceeded in preserving the freedom of their<br \/>\ninner life. But the virtues of the national character came out<br \/>\neven among the real offenders. I stayed in Alipore for twelve<br \/>\nmonths, and excepting one or two all the convicts, the<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-328<\/font><\/p>\n<hr align=\"justify\">\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">thieves, the dacoits and the murderers with whom we had<br \/>\ncome in contact, we received from all and sundry good<br \/>\nbehaviour and helpfulness. Rather it was among those spoilt<br \/>\nby modern education that these qualities seemed to be<br \/>\nlacking. Modern education may have many virtues to recommend itself, but civility and selfless service form no part of<br \/>\nthese. The kindness and sympathy that are such valuable<br \/>\nelements of an Aryan education, I found that even among<br \/>\nthe thieves and robbers. The sweeper, the cleaner, the<br \/>\nwaterman, they all had to share, for no fault of their own,<br \/>\npart of the misery and hardship of our solitary confinement,<br \/>\nbut they never expressed to us their anger or annoyance on<br \/>\nthat score. At times they ventilated their distress before the<br \/>\nnative jailors, but they would also cheerfully pray for our<br \/>\nrelease from detention. A Mohammedan convict used to<br \/>\nlove the accused like his own children and at the time of<br \/>\nparting he could not restrain from shedding tears. Pointing<br \/>\nout their suffering and humiliation as the price of patriotism<br \/>\nhe would tell others and express his sorrow by saying,<br \/>\n&quot;Look, these are gentlemen, sons of the rich, and this their<br \/>\nsuffering is because they have tried to help the poor and the<br \/>\ndistressed.&quot; Those who vaunt about western culture, I would<br \/>\nlike to ask them: Is this self-control, charity, generosity,<br \/>\ngratitude, godly love for others to be found among the lower<br \/>\norder of criminals, the thieves and robbers of England? In<br \/>\nfact, Europe is the land of enjoyment, India of sacrifice. The<br \/>\nGita describes two kinds of creatures\u2014<i>deva<\/i> and <i>asura.<\/i> The<br \/>\nIndian is intrinsically of the <i>deva<\/i> kind, the western of the<br \/>\n<i>asura.<\/i> But in this age of deep darkness <i>(ghor kali)<\/i> because of<br \/>\nthe disappearance of Aryan education, due to the predominance of inertia, in our national decline, we are acquiring the<br \/>\ninferior qualities of the <i>asura<\/i> while the westerners, because<br \/>\nof their national progress and the evolution of manhood are<br \/>\nacquiring the qualities of the deva. But in spite of this, in their<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\" color=\"#0000FF\">Page-329<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\"><i>deva<\/i> qualities something of the <i>asura<\/i> and in our <i>asuric<\/i> qualities something of the <i>deva<\/i> can be imperfectly glimpsed.<br \/>\nAmong them those who are the cream, even they cannot<br \/>\nwholly get rid of the <i>asuric<\/i> qualities. When one compares the<br \/>\ninferior specimens of both cultures, the truth comes out quite<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">strikingly.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\">There is much to be written on this topic, but I forbear forbear of the lengthiness of the article. But those persons in<br \/>\nwhose bearing I have seen this inner freedom, while I was in<br \/>\nthe prison, they are the prototypes of the god ward emotions.<br \/>\n<i>devabhava.<\/i> I have an idea of writing in future an article or<br \/>\nthis subject.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"text-indent: 15pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font color=\"#0000FF\" size=\"2\">Page-330<\/font><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prison and Freedom &nbsp; &nbsp;Men as we are, we are mostly creatures of circumstance, confined to the sensations of the outer world. 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