{"id":326,"date":"2013-07-13T01:27:20","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:27:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=326"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:27:20","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:27:20","slug":"025-the-man-of-the-past-and-the-man-of-the-future-vol-01-bande-mataram-volume-01","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/01-bande-mataram-volume-01\/025-the-man-of-the-past-and-the-man-of-the-future-vol-01-bande-mataram-volume-01","title":{"rendered":"-025_The Man of the Past and the Man of the Future.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"6\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\" width=\"100%\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<h1 style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:1px\" align=\"center\">\n<font size=\"4\">The<br \/>\nMan of the Past<\/font><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:1px\" align=\"center\">\n<font size=\"4\">and<br \/>\nthe Man of the Future<\/font><\/h1>\n<p style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:1px\" align=\"left\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0;text-indent:1px\" align=\"left\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<b><br \/>\n<font size=\"3\">&nbsp;<\/font><font size=\"3\"> <\/font><\/p>\n<p><\/b><span><font size=\"3\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br \/>\n<\/font><br \/>\n<\/span><b><font size=\"3\">T<\/font><\/b><span style=\"font-weight:700\"><font size=\"3\">WO<\/font><\/span><font size=\"3\"> men of the moment stand conspicuously before the<br \/>\neyes of the public in connection with the present session of the National<br \/>\nCongress. The advent of these two men close upon each other is full of meaning<br \/>\nfor us at the present juncture. Both of them are sincere patriots, both have<br \/>\ndone what work lay in them for their people and for the land that bore them;<br \/>\nboth are men of indomitable perseverance and high ability; but there the<br \/>\nresemblance ends. One of them worn and aged, bowed down with the burden of half<br \/>\na century&#8217;s toils and labours, comes to us as the man of the past, reminding us<br \/>\nof a generation that is passing away, ideals that have lost their charm, methods<br \/>\nthat have been found to be futile, an energy and hope once buoyant and full of<br \/>\nlife but which now live on only in a wearied and decrepit old age phantom-like,<br \/>\nstill babbling exploded generalities and dead formulas. The other comes with his<br \/>\nface to the morning, a giant of strength and courage bearing on his unbowed<br \/>\nshoulders the mighty burden of our future. We do not know yet what will be the<br \/>\nnature of Mr. Dadabhai&#8217;s Presidential speech; it may contain Pisgah sights of<br \/>\nthe future, to a great extent it is likely to be the swan song of the dying<br \/>\npast. From Mr. Tilak we expect no great speech and no sensational pronouncement,<br \/>\nhis very presence is more powerful than the greatest declamations; for it is not<br \/>\nas an orator he stands prominent in spite of his clear incisive utterances, nor<br \/>\nas a writer in spite of the immense influence which as the editor of the <i>Kesari<br \/>\n<\/i>he exercises on the political ideal of Maharashtra, but as the man who knows<br \/>\nwhat has to be done and does it, knows what has to be organised and organises<br \/>\nit, knows what has to be resisted and resists it. He is pre-eminently the man<br \/>\nwho acts, and action is to be the note of our future political energies.<\/font><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<font size=\"3\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Mr.<br \/>\nDadabhai, on the other hand, is the man who remons-<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><font size=\"3\">Page-197<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<font size=\"3\">trates;<br \/>\nall his life has been spent in one energetic and unceasing remonstrance through<br \/>\nbooks, through public speeches, through letters and writings in public print.<br \/>\nRemonstrance, not action, was the note of our political energies in the past.<br \/>\nAction was, according to the old gospel, the prerogative of the Government<br \/>\nwhether in India or in Great Britain, and our only duty was to urge them to act<br \/>\njustly and not unjustly, in our interests and not in their own. We expected them<br \/>\nto be angels and remonstrated with them when they proved to be merely men; this<br \/>\nspur of that remonstrance, it was hoped, would prick them or at least the<br \/>\nhome-bred of Englishmen to justify the angelic hues in which they had painted<br \/>\nthemselves, for our benefit. To the young generation these hopes nowadays seem<br \/>\nso incredibly futile that they are tempted to wonder how men of ability and<br \/>\neducation \u2014 many of them had studied something at least of history \u2014 could<br \/>\never have cherished them. But when Mr. Naoroji began his career, nothing more<br \/>\nreal and solid was possible. The falling in pieces of the Maratha Confederacy<br \/>\nand the overthrow of the Sikh power had left the Punjab and the Deccan stupefied<br \/>\nand apathetic; the rest of India was politically exhausted and inert. In such<br \/>\ncircumstances it was inevitable that the task of reviving the life of the nation<br \/>\nshould fall into the hands of a small class of men educated in English Schools<br \/>\nand in English ways of thinking. It was the one great service these men did to<br \/>\nour country, that they accustomed us to hope once more and live<br \/>\npolitically. It was our misfortune rather than their fault that the hopes they<br \/>\nproclaimed were delusive and the life they imparted meagre and superficial.<br \/>\nDestitute of political experience, they could not avoid basing their political<br \/>\ncreed on theories and ideals rather than upon facts; without any education but<br \/>\nwhat the rulers chose to impart, they had no choice but to borrow their<br \/>\ntheories and ideas from their English teachers; confined to English books and<br \/>\ninfluence, cut off from the wide wholesome atmosphere of the world&#8217;s culture,<br \/>\nthey were obliged to accept Englishmen at their own valuation. They were for the<br \/>\nmost part men of talent and ability; and it requires more than talent and<br \/>\nability; it needs the eye of genius to dispense with the necessity of experience<br \/>\nand see truth with a single intuitive glance.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><font size=\"3\">Page-198<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\"><span><br \/>\n<font size=\"3\">&nbsp;<\/font><\/span><font size=\"3\">The<br \/>\nideas on which our agitation in the nineteenth century proceeded were therefore<br \/>\nfantastic and unfounded; its methods were unsuited to the realities of political<br \/>\nlife in this country, its spirit and aim were so purely Westernised as to<br \/>\npreclude the possibility of seizing on the whole people and creating a new<br \/>\nnational life. The energy expended on it was therefore small, limited both in<br \/>\nintensity and area; and the results it brought about were not even commensurate<br \/>\nwith the little energy expended. But two<br \/>\n<span>things<br \/>\nwere gained<\/span><span> \u2014<br \/>\n<\/span><span>the renewal of<br \/>\npolitical activity in the <\/span>country and of<br \/>\npolitical experience. A renewed life might have been brought about in other ways<br \/>\nand with greater power and reality; but for experience that long wandering in<br \/>\nthe desert of unrealities and futilities was probably indispensable. However<br \/>\nthat may be, Mr. Naoroji was among the small knot of able men who first set in<br \/>\nmotion the new political activities of the country. And one thing distinguished<br \/>\nhim above most of his fellows that while they wasted themselves on things petty<br \/>\nand unreal, he seized on one great fact and enforced it in season and out of<br \/>\n<span>season<br \/>\non all who could be got to listen,<\/span><span><br \/>\n<\/span><span>\u2014<\/span><span><br \/>\n<\/span>the terrible poverty of India and its rapid<br \/>\nincrease under British rule. It was necessary that a persistent voice should din<br \/>\nthis into the ears of the people; for what with the incessant pratings about<br \/>\nBritish peace, British justice and the blessings of British rule on the one side<br \/>\nand the clamour for Legislative Councils, Simultaneous Examinations, High<br \/>\nEducation and similar shams on the other\u2026. This one central all-important<br \/>\nreality was in danger of being smothered out of sight. It was necessary for the<br \/>\nnation but to realise its increasing poverty under British rule; only then could<br \/>\nit take the next step and take to heart the fact that British rule and<br \/>\nincreasing poverty stood in the relation of cause and effect; last of all comes<br \/>\nthe inevitable conclusion that the effect could only be cured by the removal of<br \/>\nthe cause, in other words, by the substitution of autonomy in place of a British<br \/>\nor British-controlled Government. Mr. Naoroji&#8217;s was the persistent voice that compelled<br \/>\nthe nation to realise the first two of these fundamental truths; Mr. Romesh Dutt<br \/>\nand others powerfully assisted the result, but it was Mr. Naoroji who first<br \/>\nforced the question of Indian poverty into prominence, and for this India owes<br \/>\nhim a<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<span><font size=\"3\">Page-199<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<font size=\"3\">debt<br \/>\nof gratitude deeper than that due to any other of our older politicians dead or<br \/>\nliving. It is true that he has not been able to proclaim the third of the three<br \/>\nconnected truths consistently and frankly; especially have those of his<br \/>\nutterances, which were meant for purely Indian consumption, been marred by the<br \/>\ndesire to qualify, moderate and even conceal a plain fact, which, though it was<br \/>\nnecessary, it might yet be dangerous to proclaim. Nevertheless it is something<br \/>\nthat a man of his age and traditions should at least<br \/>\nhave frankly declared that freedom from foreign rule must needs be the only<br \/>\ngoverning ideal of Indian politics. The man who is responsible for that<br \/>\ndeclaration ought to be no Moderate. His heart at least should be with us. That<br \/>\nin India and in the Presidential chair of the Congress his voice also will be<br \/>\nfor us we cannot so confidently forecast. If it is, his venerable sanction will<br \/>\nbe a support to our efforts; if not, his reticence or opposition will be no<br \/>\nhindrance to our final triumph. For that which Time and Fate intend, no<br \/>\nutterances of individuals however venerable or esteemed, can delay or alter.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<i><br \/>\n<font size=\"3\">Bande<br \/>\nMataram<\/i>,<i><br \/>\n<\/i> <\/font> <font size=\"3\">December 26, 1906<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"margin:0;line-height:150%\">\n<font size=\"3\">Page-<\/font><span><font size=\"3\">200<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Man of the Past and the Man of the Future &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; TWO men of the moment stand conspicuously before the eyes&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-326","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-01-bande-mataram-volume-01","wpcat-8-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/326","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=326"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/326\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=326"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=326"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=326"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}