ANNIE
BESANT AND THE CHANGING WORLD
By
Bhagavan Das
October-November
1934
Theosophical Publishing House Adyar Chennai [Madras] 600 020 India
PUBLISHERS’ NOTE
DR. ANNIE BESANT, President of the Theosophical Society, from 1907 to 1933, passed away at Adyar, Madras, on the afternoon of the 20th September, 1933. In obedience to her will, a portion of the ashes of her physical body, after its cremation on the grounds of the Head-Quarters of the T.S. at Adyar, were taken to Benares by Shri D. K. Telang, and there, on the 1st October, 1933, they were carried by Dr. Bhagavan Das, with a large procession of members of the T.S. and the citizens, from the Head-Quarters of the Indian Section of the T.S., to the Ganga, and entrusted, mid-stream, to the waters held sacred for thousands of years by the Indian People. After the performance of this last solemn rite, the public gathered in the Town Hall, and Dr. Bhagavan Das and many others spoke of her life and works. This is an English version, much expanded, of what Dr. Bhagavan Das said in Hindustãnî as president of the public meeting on that occasion.
T. P. H.
Dear Friends,
We have gathered here today to recount, for our own spiritual profit, the great qualities and the great works of Annie Besant, and to offer tribute of shraddhã, of deep love and reverence, to the memory of the illustrious departed, in order that our own hearts may be purified and strengthened by bathing in those sacred emotions for a while, through contemplation of her magnificent life of unremitting toil for the uplifting of the lowly, the instructing of the ignorant, the fraternising of the unbrotherly, the resisting of all that is evil, the spiritualising of those immersed in the objects of the fleshly senses with no outlook beyond this brief earthly life of a moment out of the whole of eternity. [Page 2]
Simple
proof of her greatness and her goodness is that, now that she has passed
on to other spheres, eminent persons of very different temperaments, ways of
thought, lines of action, even her opponents, are all eulogising her many-sided
work, her marvellous abilities, her unrivalled eloquence, her magnanimity towards
adversaries, her constancy in personal friendships despite differences of opinion,
her generous charity to those who needed it. Mãhatmã Gandhi has
spoken of her devoted love for India and of India's grateful love for her, and,
representative of all opposite views, Viceroy Willingdon, too, has expressed
appreciation of her. The great poet of world-wide renown, Shri Rabindra Nath
Tagore, has declared his gratitude for her life and work, and the orator-poet-politician,
Shri Sarojini Naidu, whose eloquence has been heard by many continents; and who
has been President of the Indian National Congress also, has said — and
she is entitled by her great qualities, her work, and her experience to say — that
if Annie Besant had not been, Gandhi-ji could not be. The oldest and most honored
leader of the Hindûs, Shri Madan Mohan Malaviya, and great leaders of the
Muslims, Dr. M.A. Ansãri, Maulãnã Abul Kalãm Azãd
and Dr. Muhammad Ãlam, also Maulãnã
Shaukat Ali, have all offered whole-hearted and generous praise [Page 3] to
her. Such a thoughtful politician and careful weigher and chooser of words
as Shri Srinivasa Sãstri has said that “if they named any three or four
of the other great people in India, the sum of their achievements, the aggregate
of the benefit that they had rendered to this country, would not exceed what
stood unquestionably to her credit”. There could scarcely be richer offering
of shraddhã
than this.
It is not possible to say all that has to be said about her, in brief time. It is to be
hoped that a full biography will be compiled, and her very many friends, admirers,
venerators, followers all the world over, will contribute small personal incidents to
give to it the fullness of the intensely human personal touch that always belonged
to her, side by side with her work for the mass.
The
Key-Note of Her Life
Simultaneous
with this human touch in her was a vision constantly fixed upon the superhuman.
In her Benares home, Shãnti Kunja, she used to work at a desk,
specially constructed, sitting cross-legged on a large carpet-covered wooden chaukî,
in Indian fashion. In front of the desk, placed so that her eyes would fall
upon it automatically when she raised them from her writing, was a frame
containing some beautiful lines in English, that may be regarded as an expanded
version of the quarter-verse of the Gîtã which embodies the very
quintessence of the whole of that great scripture:
Mãm
anusmara, yudhya cha.
[Bear Me in mind always, and fight the Battle of
the Right.]
The English lines are:
Waiting the word of
the Master,
Watching the Hidden Light;
Listening to catch His orders
In the very midst of the fight;
Seeing His slightest signal
Across
the heads of the throng;
Hearing His faintest whisper
Above earth's loudest song.
Another
refining, purifying, soul-elevating sentence, which may be regarded as
commentary on the above lines, and which also she loved to keep before
her eyes, was this:
“Behold
the Truth before you: A clean life, an open mind, a pure heart, an eager
intellect, an unveiled spiritual perception, a brotherliness for one's co-disciple,
a readiness to give and receive advice and instruction, a loyal sense of
duty to the Teacher, a willing obedience to the behests of Truth, once
we have placed our confidence in and believe that Teacher to be in possession
of it; a courageous endurance of personal injustice, a brave declaration
of principles, a valiant defence [Page
5] of
those who are unjustly attacked, and a constant eye to the ideal of human
progression and perfection which the Secret Science (Gupta Vidyã)
depicts —
these are the golden stairs up the steps of which the learner may climb
to the Temple of Divine Wisdom”.
Such
was the bîja-mantra, the key-note, of her life, consciously after
1888, unconsciously, subconsciously, before.
It
has been said of the great Sufi Persian poet and spiritual teacher, Maulanã
Rûm:
Man
chi goyam wasf-i-ãn ã’li-janãb,
N-îst paigham-bar walé dãrad
kitãb.
[We
cannot well describe, adequately,
The
greatness of his wondrous quality;
He
may not be a prophet, but he gave,
A
precious book, the souls of men to save.]
The
same and much more may be said of Annie Besant. She not only spread precious
spiritual knowledge for the inner betterment of men, but also gave strenuous
action for their outer betterment.
Servant
of the Spiritual Government
To
herself, she was a humble servant and missioner of the Spiritual Hierarchy which,
she believed, guides the evolution of humanity. That she was such a servant and
messenger is the profound conviction of all those of us also, who believe [Page
6] with
her that there is an Inner Spiritual Government of the world, of which, alas!
the outer physical governments are mostly the inverted and perverted
caricatures; that things do not just happen of themselves, by chance and
accident, without cause; that Ideas move the world while the world only provides
occasion for the Ideas; that the Mind evolves the Body, and not the Body the
Mind; that functions create organs and not the other way; that Spirit governs
Matter, and not Matter Spirit, though Spirit is vehicle-less without Matter;
that there is a Providence behind all the happenings and “curious coincidences” of
history; that the advance of humanity through race after race, age after age,
civilisation after civilisation, is not wholly aimless, is not without direction
by a Power behind it all; that there is a great order running through the seeming
disorder of the eonic Story of Man; that the Great Man makes the New Time,
while the Old Time only brings the Great Man; that the consciousness and the
conscience of humanity are being slowly and painfully taken onwards from small
to large and ever larger Concepts of Truth, Beauty, Goodness, Unity,
Brotherhood, Social Organisation, beginning with tribalism, passing through
familist individualism and nationalism and incidental good and bad
accompaniments and consequences in many other phases, to end with the
Federation of the World and Humanism [Page 7] and
Universalism; and that it is being so taken onwards by this invisible Spiritual
Hierarchy of Light, working against the powers of darkness, and working through
visible leaders, rarely conscious, mostly unconscious, of their being such
instruments.
Such
believers are convinced that great souls like Annie Besant, with extraordinary
lives and careers, covering, embracing, strenuously endeavouring to harmonise
and unite, both hemispheres, do not appear and work upon the earth without special
wish and purpose of Providence.
The
Psychic History of the Human World during the last 400 years, and the Luxuriant
Growth of the Poison-plant of Dis-cord
A
widespread growth of literacy and of Intelligence (in theosophical technical
terms, “the fifth principle” in the psycho-physical constitution
of man, and the special characteristic of the fifth sub-race, viz., the
European, of the fifth main race, the Aryan), followed the invention of the printing-press
and movable types, some 400 years ago, in Europe. This was accompanied and followed
by the birth of great explorers by land and sea, of scientists, discoverers,
and inventors, to subserve whose work the Printing Press had been sent on in
advance, as it were. Then came the [Page 8] wonderful
influx of scientific discovery and mechanical invention, which has been progressing
with cumulative momentum, since about 150 years ago. Thence resulted extensive
and intensive changes, in the economic, industrial, political, social, and domestic
conditions of the nations. These changes proceeded with ever greater rapidity
also, and in very wrong directions, because the moral sense of the men commanding
the wealth and the power and even the science of the advanced nations was decreasing,
and their sensuousness and love of luxury and blind and cruel greed and lust
for arrogant power were increasing, in direct ratio with the increase of intellect.
Because of this weakening of the moral sense, the scientific discoveries and
inventions were not applied for thoughtfully humanist objects, but were misapplied
and misappropriated for thoughtlessly and ruthlessly selfish individualist and
nationalist purposes. As the scriptures say, what the dévas, the gods,
the angels, build up for virtue, that the daityas, the titans, the fallen angels,
taint with sin, and pervert and divert into the service of their own vices. All
this psycho-physical misdirection of the course of history, by materialistic
cunning enthroned in the place of spiritual wisdom, selfishness of philanthropy,
was making gigantic economic conflicts, social antagonisms, class-hatreds, revolutions
in the ideas and ideals of morals, and colossal political wars and butcheries
inevitable — tremendous kali and [Page
9] kalaha,
Dis-cord, the “separation of heart from heart”, in place of Con-cord, “the
harmony of heart with heart”, as worldwide as the growth of physical sense-seeking
and of conscience-suppressing intellect. The three primal and fundamental appetites,
springing from the sense of separate individuality, viz.,
the instinct (of hunger and curiosity) for (physical and mental) food, (of
acquisitiveness) for private property, (of mating and progenitiveness) for spouse
and children, when pampered by cunning and not regulated by wisdom, turn into
the excessive gluttony and pride, the ruthless avarice, the wanton lust, from
which invariably are born the forces of Hate and their dread consequence,
internecine War.
The
Sowing of the Seed of Con-cord, Through Annie Besant
To
counteract these mighty forces of growing Mutual Hate, the seed of the Theosophical
Society was planted some forty years before the World War, in the U. S. A., in
1875, by the Invisible Spiritual Government of the World, through Helena Petrovna
Blavatsky of Russia, and Henry Steel Olcott of America — the
tiny seed (1) of Spirituality, of the Principle of Universal Brotherhood and
Love, of Humanism, of Inter-nationalism, (2) of Inter-religionism, and (3) of
Superphysical sense-seeking, for the good of mankind, without distinction [Page
10] of
race, creed, caste, colour or sex. Then the seed was transplanted to India, the
Mother of the Aryan Race. H. P. B. and H. S. O. fostered it here. But H. P. B.
was not to work on earth much longer. She passed away to other spheres in 1891.
A
worthy successor for her had already been decided on and brought to birth many
decades earlier, on the 1st of October, 1847, in Britain — Britain the
mother of modern Imperialism and Capitalism, and also of their great rivals,
Self-Government and Socialism. Thus are the maleficent and the beneficent angels
always intermixing in the world-drama, and good and evil always being brought
out of each other by the Great Dramatist. This successor of H. P. B.'s was, as
needed, congenitally endowed with exceptional vitality of body, brilliance of
intellect, power of oratory, moral courage, and, above all else, sensitive, vibrant,
indignant sympathy for the weak, the poor, the suffering, the exploited and oppressed.
For over a decade and a half before she met H. P. B., she had been undergoing,
in Britain, the strenuous training in public life (reinforced by the ruin of
the private life), and in valiant fighting for the weak, which was necessary
for her future world-wide work.
Psychic
Recapitulation in Her Own Life
Those
who have not the leisure or the inclination to take more than the surface-view
of [Page 11] things
have often spoken, with decrial, of her many changes, and she herself spoke of
her blunders. “What great soul has not committed blunders — even
mountainous blunders ? To those who try to look beneath the surface, such
changes are, in the psyche, during the manifest life of a great worker,
like the changes of type, in the physique, which every human embryo recapitulates
in its umnanifest hidden life during gestation. They are preparatory for the
soul's maturation and conversion. In those who are persons “of great action”, rajas,
as well as “of great thought”, sattva, such recapitulation takes
strong outer expression
also — which appears as the so-called “changes” — because of
the exceptional “energy”, “vitality”, stored in the individual. In
those who are persons only “of thought”, such palingenetic psychic struggles
and transitions, through the critical points, from one thought-“kingdom” to the
next higher thought-“kingdom”, are experienced mostly only inwardly, or, if there
is surplus energy available, then the successive inner experiences may find expression
in successive outer preachings and writings.
Yet
even through all these “changes” of Annie Besant, the very essence
of Theosophy may be clearly discerned running as a continuous thread. Her very
atheism of the early years was a passionate revolt against the glaring miseries
and iniquities of life, which seemed to [Page 12] cry
out against the possibility of an Omnipotent and Omniscient as well as Benevolent
Creator, but was, at heart, the desperate struggle to understand and reconcile
the existence of such an Ultimate Power with such sufferings of the seemingly
innocent. They who wrestle angrily with God, as children sometimes with their
mothers, really clasp Him far more closely, and come to know Him in every limb
and aspect far more intimately, than those who are content to worship Him from
a distance; veiling their eyes in awe, not daring and not caring to behold the
glories of His face full-eyed. Her socialism, not merely theoretical, but practically
manifested in struggles to improve the lot of the down-trodden, was the natural
fretting and fighting of a finely sensitive soul to remedy these wrongs.
The
message of the Spiritual Hierarchy reached her in 1888, through The Secret
Doctrine of H.P.B., by one of those 'curious coincidences' which always
coincide with the wishes of the Elder Brothers of Humanity who are known in India,
among the Yogis and Vedantins as Kumãras, Manus, Buddhas, Dikpãlas,
Tîrthankaras,
Rshis, Arhats; among Gnostics and Mystics as “the Sons of God”, “the
Lords of the Sabbath” and “the Wise men of the East” ; and among
the Sûfis
as Qutb, Ghaus, Naqîbs, Autãd, Abdãl, Abrãr, Auliyã.
On reading that message, the half-awake soul opened its eyes fully. The reasons
for the inequalities [Page 13] and
seeming injustices of the world, sub-human, human, superhuman, were understood.
The way to right them, to adjust them, was seen also. Patient, many-sided, steady
striving to spread Theosophy and apply its principles to various departments
of human life, for the uplift of the human race, took the place of the former
impatient fretting and struggling.
Theosophy,
Her Guiding-Star in Life
For
forty-eight years, from 1888 till her passing, Theosophy, God-Wisdom, Brahma-vidyã,
Tasaw-wuf, Gnosis, the Science of the Infinite and Infinitesimal Spirit, Greater
than the Greatest, Smaller than the Smallest, was her guiding-star, her beacon-light,
her one inspiring motive in all her multifarious work.
The
educational effort, which ultimately resulted in the Central Hindu College, Boys'
School, and Girls' School, was first intended to take shape as a Theosophical
College. Only because a sufficient number of theosophists wearing the garments
of other creeds were not available then, was it decided to begin with an institution
which should rationalise, liberalise, and Spiritualise at least Hinduism, and
harmonise and solidarise the thousand-and-one divisions and sub-divisions of
at least the Hindû community. Later on, more definitely
Theosophical schools and colleges for girls and boys were [Page 14] developed
by her, in Benares and in the South including schools for those who have now
received the name of Harijans.
To
establish peace between the creeds, to show the identity of the essentials of
all religions, may be regarded as the practical purpose of the second of the
three main objects of the Theosophical Society, as a very important means to
the accomplishment of the first object, viz., the establishment of a nucleus
of Universal Brotherhood without distinction of caste, creed, color, race or
sex. The two theosophical colonies, at Benares, the headquarters of the Indian
Section of the Society, and at Adyar in Madras, the Presidential headquarters
of the whole T.S., which she fostered and developed, the latter splendidly — where
persons of many races and many creeds are to be always seen, and particularly
in Convention days, living and cooperating in brotherly and sisterly spirit — these
two colonies are standing object-lessons in what Theosophy can do to obliterate
artificial barriers between heart and heart.
The
Scattering of the Seed of Theosophy by Annie Besant
Through
her, the Hierarchy planted the seeds of such Theosophy in very many of the countries
of this earth, to save Spirituality and Humanism from being drowned altogether
in the Flood [Page 15] of
sensuous selfishness and arrogant ruthless Materiality, which has been rushing
upon mankind from all sides with the misuse of machinery. Science and its inventions,
given to man for ministering to the greatest happiness of the greatest number,
are being misappropriated for promoting the greatest pride and wealth and luxury
of the smallest number. The Ideal of Universal Brotherhood and the scientific
psychological principles of Theosophy, duly applied, promise the only refuge
from the terror of this mighty danger. Therefore, even as the Ark was built through
Noah to preserve the seeds of many-formed life safe above the Deluge, even so
have the Seeds of Theosophy and Spirituality been spread through all the countries
through Annie Besant, to sprout and put forth healthy flower and fruit after
the Flood of sensuous Materiality has subsided in convulsions of world-wars and
world-bankruptcies.
This
day, (1 Oct., 1933) when she would have completed eighty-six years if she had
stayed eleven more days on earth, more than fifty countries are calling to mind
with gratitude, in small or large groups of members of the T,S., the help she
brought to them in the deeper things of life.
Thousands
of lectures she gave in scores of countries and hundreds of towns, hundreds of
books and pamphlets she published, and myriads of editorial and other articles
she wrote — in these last forty years. The burden of them all, at
heart, was the [Page 16] promotion
of Peace and Universal Brotherhood and the spread of Theosophy everywhere.
As
one small instance of her tirelessness in this “Service of the Masters”, may
be mentioned the fact that, in the summer of 1929, in her eighty-second year,
she visited, by aeroplane, twenty-two towns of the newly re-shaped countries
of Middle and Eastern Europe, in twenty-three days, and gave two, sometimes
three, talks and lectures on Theosophy at each place — making a total of
over fifty. To mention another instance, much earlier, in 1903, travelling by
train, in Bombay, Kathiãwãd, Gujerãt, Rãjputãnã,
Mãlwã, and the Panjãb, she visited
twenty-three towns in fifty-two days, giving at each place one lecture on
Theosophy and one on the Central Hindû College, besides holding conversations
and question-and-answer meetings. I had the privilege of acting as her personal
assistant on that tour, and, though twenty-one years younger, became almost ill
towards the end of the tour, especially because of the frequent breaks in sleep
involved by changes from broad-guage to metre-guage and main line to branch
line, and vice versa, at very odd hours of the night. But she was indefatigable
and ready always. Maintenance of health, by strictly regular hours and habits,
one can understand; but her ability, at sudden call, to resist the demands of
sleep was always a marvel to me. In December, 1928, after attending a whole day's
sessions of the All-Parties' Convention at [Page 17] Calcutta,
she sat up the succeeding night at the I. N. Congress session from 8 p.m. to
3 a.m., cross-legged, in Indian fashion, on the hard floor of the cloth covered
wooden dais, almost without changing posture, while the other leaders,
all junior, some very junior, to her — she was eighty-one then — were
all dosing off and taking little naps, or going out of the pandãl,
from time to time, to refresh themselves.
Parivrãjaka,
sannyãsi, faqîr,
bhikshu, ascetic wanderer, that she was, perpetual tours like those above-mentioned,
in India in the cold weather, in the cooler continents in the hot weather, were
her predestined task in all these forty years, except the last two, for carrying
the great message to all, in language which went home to the hearts of the listeners.
In those earlier years, from 1894 to 1907 (when she was elected P. T. S. and
began to reside mostly at Adyar), my elder brother, Govinda Das (who passed away
in 1926) used generally to accompany her on her tours in the south of India,
Upendranath Basu in the east, and I in the west and north.
It
is devoutly to be prayed for that a worthy successor may be found, and no schisms
arise within the T. S. because of short-sighted personal reasons, (as has been
the unhappy experience of almost all the great attempts at Religious Reform),
now that the great captain has gone on leave, and that the ship of Theosophy
may continue to voyage [Page 18] to
and fro, above the surface of the Deluge of Materiality, amidst all the storms
of warring egoisms, and convey to all countries its cargoes of genuine spiritual
food, heart-consoling message of sure and certain ultimate safety, and wise counsel
as to how best to weather through the many very serious troubles that are
profoundly perturbing all mankind today. [Dr G.S. Arundale, one of her
brightest and most loyal protégés, who did splendid work for her
in the Central Hindu College, Benares, as Professor of History and English, as
Head Master of the School Department, as Principal of the College, from 1903
to 1913, and since then has travelled far and wide, has now been elected P.T.S.
The other candidate was Prof. Ernest Wood, also a trusted protégé of
A.B’s
and a very good worker too. May all the needed wisdom and power come to G.S.
Arundale to steer the ship of the T.S. aright, to advance the cause of Theosophy,
to win the trust and the active co-operation of those who were his opponents
in the recent election.]
The
Theosophy of Her Politics
Because
of this Theosophy; because of her knowledge that nothing in this world is wholly
independent of anything else, that no country today can stand wholly aloof from
any other country — as is being proven resistlessly to even the most
purblind by the World-War and the consequent World-Bankruptcy, and the
menace of a worse Armageddon overhanging the whole of the human world like
a thick pall of black gloom; because she knew that the cry for “complete
Independence” in India was only the natural reaction against the [Page
19] violent
imposition of complete Dependency upon it; therefore, in her political work for
India, she pleaded with both the sides concerned in the great contest, for the
early establishment of an honorable mutual Inter-dependence, of Brotherhood,
on equal terms — the only right and just relationship.
Always,
latterly, was she proclaiming with all her might that the Indian problem was
the world-problem, that peace in and with India would bring peace to all the
world. But the men in power did not heed her. Selfishness places impenetrable
veils upon the eyes and ears. India has been the apple of discord in the past
between Portuguese, Dutch, French and English. Revelations subsequent to the
World-War have made it fairly well-known that the German railway from Berlin
to Baghdad was intended to be continued, as we may say, through Beluchistan to
Benares and through Burma to Bangkok. This was prevented, mostly for the
profit of Britain, at the cost of the slaughter (by varying computations) of
eight to thirteen million men of some thirty countries and the explosion into
air of forty to fifty thousand million pounds worth of the murderous products
of sweated and misemployed human labor, with an unending trail of woeful consequences.
But the mischief has been scarcely even scotched; it seems, indeed, to have
been made worse, instead of being abated. National hatreds and armings and wastes
on Misemployed and [Page 20] Unemployed,
are worse than ever before — all because of insane greed for
money and for power of some, and consequent hate and jealousy of all the
others.
The
ruthless exploitation of India and the resultant lurid glow and glitter of imperial
power and show in Britain have aroused similar ambitions and stimulated rivalries
and competitions all around. The Dutch and French Republics have been imperialist
all along, and are becoming more and more such now. Republics — and imperialist!
Even the U. S. A. seems to be heading in the same direction. Italy too has come
into the same field now with a rush. And Japan in the far East, forced, by the
sheer necessity of self-preservation, to imitate the ways of Britain. And Russia,
with intentions indubitably philanthropic (as compared with the more and more
blatantly cynical and selfish junkerism and chauvinism and jingoism of the imperialists)
but with some very fallacious 'ideology' (the new and more fashionable word
for 'psychology' and 'philosophy of life' ) and methods of violence and autocratic
and bureaucratic dictatorship as bad as those of the others, is working in her
own way for “World-Dominion” or “World-Revolution”. Economic,
and, for its sake, political, “influence”, or “mandate”,
or “protectorate”, or downright “possession”, over
and of India — seems to be the main objective of almost all. Where else
two million [Page 21] square
miles of food-producing land, full of all kinds of other raw materials also,
and three hundred millions of 'serfs' to work it ? Napoleon coveted India;
the Czars longed for it; Wilhelm II of Germany made a bid for “World-Dominion
or Downfall” on her account; Japan wants the Hegemony of Asia, has seized
Korea and now Manchuria, is capturing the trade if not yet the lands of India,
and cries to the other predaceans, “Paws off China”; and Britain,
with her own paws elbow-deep in India, has not the force to say “No” publicly
and openly to her too apt pupil, but seems to have begun, judging by the news
in the papers, to take quiet; mysterious action on different parts of the frontiers
of China, to the north and east of India, Thibet, and Burma ; while France seems
also to be trying to creep up, northwards from Indo-China, into Yunnan. What
chance that Disarmament Conferences will succeed ? It has been written down in
books, by western lifelong students of the subject, that India and the Nile are
the key to modern world-politics. Restoration of India to Self-government, and
Planned Economy and Social Organisation within each country — this is the
only way to successful Disarmament and World-Peace. He who has set the bad example — it
is for him to make amends, apply the remedy, set the good example. As the
Indian scriptures say,
Jyéshthah
kulam pãlayati, vinãshayati wã punah.
(The
elder makes or mars the family.) [Page 22]
He
who has the power is the elder. Because the power is his, therefore the
responsibility, the duty, is his, primarily. If he shares power and wealth willingly
with the other members, the family holds together and prospers. Otherwise,
partition is certain some day, sooner or later, with perhaps complete ruin of
all power and wealth, after internecine conflict.
Therefore
Annie Besant began advising Britain, even during the days of the Great
War, to give Home Rule to India of its own accord, and thereby win perpetual
gratitude and the strong solidarity of the Indo-British Commonwealth, which
would, then, before very long, become the Commonwealth of all the Nations,
the Federation of the World. But she was not listened to. Evil counsels,
evil passions and ambitions, have continued to prevail. History continues to
illustrate the psychology of the worse half of human nature and not yet of the
better half. And, therefore, the Disarmament Conferences are repeatedly ending
in fiascoes. If India were set up in Home Rule and real Dominion Status today,
with a constitution which embodied her own ancient traditional meaning of
Swarãj, (i.e., rãj, legislation and government,
by those representing the higher, better, wiser Swa or Self of the
people), as well as the most suitable technical devices of modern political
science and art consistent with this radical principle — then these
Disarmament Conferences would succeed today, because of [Page
23] the
removal of the Apple of Discord, and Britain would not lose economically,
but, probably, gain more; and though the imperialist-capitalist-militarist
cliques in Britain would have to shed political and financial arrogance,
the nation as a whole would gain the Moral Hegemony of the human world,
and all the advantages that that must mean, through the gratitude and the
admiration of the other countries. Annie Besant often mentioned publicly
what Britain had gained by helping to free the Negro slaves in the U.S.A.
God
usually helps those most readily who help themselves. But he also sometimes
takes pity on and indirectly helps those who cannot help themselves. One
of His laws, implanted in human nature, is that thieves must fall out some
day, so that honest men may have a chance. Therefore over-greedy capitalists
must overleap themselves into internecine war. But the honest men have
to make sure that they are really honest and not also thieves at heart,
kept down so far only by stronger thieves. It may be that He simply wishes
this particular Indo-British scene in the Perpetual Drama to be prolonged
a little by the interplay of opposing counsels and forces, till the education
and conversion of both is complete. Or it may be that He wishes to give
the surface of His harassed earth a long respite from the ceaseless rushings,
tramplings, scratchings, deeper and deeper diggings [Page 24] and
divings, and higher and higher flyings, of this very quarrelsome and very
restless race of beasts called men, by destroying them in a vast Armageddon this
time, a new kind of pralaya, instead of the usual cataclysmic submersion
of a continent under the ocean; it may be that He wishes to give to the earth
a long and peaceful sleep in bright sunshine and soft moonlight, under the umbrella
of the primeval forest, lulled by the rhythmic roar of the ocean-waves unbroken
by the constant churning of the myriad steamers, and fanned by the gentle breezes
undisturbed by the tremendous drone of the thousand aeroplanes.
Theosophy
and the Indian Political Striving
Indians
would do well to remember that A. O. Hume, the father of the Indian National
Congress, was first led into work for the uplift of India, fifty years ago, by
the inspiration of Theosophy. That he disagreed with his theosophical colleagues
on various points, broke away from them and decided to attend more directly to
the political aspect of the awakening rather than to the inner and deeper spiritual
aspect of it — we may now, looking back in the light of subsequent experience,
see this to have also been due to the wise dispensations of Providence. Despite
abstention from all political work, H. P. B. and H. S. O. [Page 25] were
shadowed and subjected to much espionage. To put the political work in the separate
charge of a Briton, and a retired official, too, of the highest standing, was
indispensable in order that the two movements might live and grow. The anxiety
of the Elder Brothers to uplift the “deeply sunken Indian People”,
socially and politically as well as spiritually, and to create an “Indo-British
Nation” for the helping of mankind, will be clear to all theosophists
who study the volume published in 1923, under the title of The Mahatma Letters. It [ 'The
following extracts will help to illustrate. All the Letters, it should be noted,
are dated between 1880 and 1884, and are addressed to Mr. A. P. Sinnett.
“The
projected organisation had ... in view ... to promote the security and welfare
of a whole conquered nation” (p. 212).
“Will
you, or rather they, never see the true meaning and explanation of that great
wreck of desolation which has come to our land and threatens all lands — yours
first of all ? It is selfishness and exclusiveness that killed ours, and
it is selfishness and exclusiveness that will kill yours — which
has in addition some other defects which I will not name . . .” (p. 252).
“You
must be complete and sole master of a paper devoted to the interests of my benighted
country ... He alone who has the love of the Humanity at heart, who is capable
of grasping thoroughly the idea of a regenerating practical
Brotherhood, is entitled to the possession of our secrets . . .” (p.
252).
“The
'Indo-British Nation' is the pulse I go by” (p.
381).
“I
scarcely knew until I had begun to watch the development of this effort to erect
a bulwark for Indian interests, how deeply my poor people had sunk. As one who
watches the signs of fluttering life beside a dying bed, and counts the feeble
breaths to learn if there may still be room for hope so we Aryan exiles in our
snowy retreat have been attentive to this issue. Debarred from using any
abnormal powers that might interfere with the nation's Karma, yet by all lawful
and normal means trying to stimulate the zeal of those who care for our regard,
we have watched the weeks [Page 26] grow
into months, without the object having been achieved . . . The word 'patriotism'
has now scarcely any electrical power over the Indian heart. The 'Cradle land
of Arts and Creeds' swarms with unhappy beings, precariously provided for, and
vexed by demagogues who have everything to gain by chicane and impudence. We
knew all this in the mass, but not one of us Aryans had sounded the depths of
the Indian question as we have of late ... To the psychic sight India seems covered
with a stifling grey fog, . . . the odic emanation from her vicious social state.
Here and there twinkles a point of light which marks a nature still somewhat
spiritual, a person who aspires and struggles after the higher knowledge ...
I have . . . been . . . shocked by this nearer view of the selfish baseness of
human nature (the concomitant, always, of the passage of humanity through our
stage of the evolutionary circuit) ... I shall . . . confine myself to our prime
duty of gaining knowledge and disseminating through all available channels such
fragments as mankind in the mass may be ready to assimilate . . .” (pp.
383-5).
“The
only object to be striven for is the amelioration of the condition of man by
the spread of truth suited to the various stages of his development and that
of the country he inhabits or belongs to” (p. 399).
“K
. . . and S . . . are both needed . . . one correcting and equilibrising the
other . . . Discord is the harmony of the universe . . . Each part . . . ceaselessly
chases the other in harmonious discord on the paths of Eternal Progress, to meet
and finally blend at the threshold of the pursued goal in one harmonious whole
. . .” (pp. 400-1).
“[ You
will be helping in ] ... saving our respective countries from a great evil that
overhangs both . . . Opposition notwithstanding, and just because of it, you
will bring the great national boil to a head sooner than it could be otherwise
expected, . . , you will be helping the events that have to be brought about
to save the unfortunate population that has been sat upon ever since 1793 . .
. The Chohan was then in India and he was an eye-witness to the beginning of
horrors .. . Things too horrible to mention were done under the eyes [Page
27] and
often with the sanction of the Company’s servants when the Mutiny put a
certain impediment by bringing as its result another form of Government . . .The
whole future of ‘the brightest jewel’—O, what a dark satire
in that name — in the
crown of England is at stake, and I am bound to devote the whole of my powers
as far as the Chohan will permit me, to help my country at this eleventh hour
of her misery” (pp 387-392) ] seems to happen, not infrequently, that servants
of the same Masters, not fully conscious of the fact, and given different commissions
for work in the outer world, do not recognise each other as such servants, and
find themselves even at cross-purposes, now and then; but that too seems to
be pre-arranged, all for the best in the end.
Forty
years after the founding of the T.S., thirty after that of the Congress, the
two lines of work converged in the person of Annie Besant.
Her
work for the C. H. College and subsidiary activities had made her realise that
the tentacles of that giant octopus, British-made Indian Law, were gripping every
limb of the Indian People's Life so closely and completely that free movement
and development were no longer possible even in educational work. To make
such progress possible, the help and support of the political power that belongs
to substantial self-government only was absolutely indispensable. Some other
causes were also tending to diminish, at this time, the interest of the general
public in Theosophy and the Theosophical Society, on the one hand, and her
own in the work of the C. H. College on the other. She was impelled from within
to take up political work directly, of course not as President of the T. S.,
but as the individual A. B. In 1914 she started the weekly Commonweal,
and, on the 14th of July, in that same year, the anniversary of “the taking of
the Bastille”, she [Page 28] started
the daily New India. In the same year also she started the Indian Boy
Scouts' Association — a very important movement. She founded the Home Rule
League in 1915.
By
this time, world conditions had changed greatly, Theosophy had made small or
large homes for itself in all the advanced countries, was fairly well established
in India, and was influencing thought all around, though direct membership of
the T. S. was comparatively small. The leading scientists had discarded philosophic
materialism and some had even taken up psychical research. Spirituality had
now to contend against not so much the intellect as the selfishness inherent
in the heart of the nations — no doubt a foe far stronger than the disbelief
or doubt of the intellect. The World-War which began in 1914 and the World-Bankruptcy
which has come upon its heels, began and continue to help the cause of
Theosophy indirectly, by compelling men to see that, not in separative
selfishness, but in all-inclusive unselfishness, co-operation, brotherhood, is
to be found, not only their spiritual, but, emphatically, their material salvation
also.
Theosophy
now needed to be carried into practice, and not to remain confined to
easy-going study or even strenuous preaching of theory and doctrine. It had to
be infused into all departments of the people's life; not only into Education,
but also into Politics, in order to transform it from its present avaricious [Page 29] and
murderous sordidness into spiritual Rãja-Dharma, the “King of Duties,
the Duty of Kings, i.e., Rulers, the Compendium of all Righteous Duties,
the Code of the Justly balanced Life, Individual and Social.
Sarvé dharmâh
Rãja-Dharmé pravishtãh.(Mbh.)
(The
Duty of the Ruler comprehends
The
duties of all others, since he has
To
see that every one performs his share
Of
proper work in the Community.)
So
Annie Besant took up the work of helping the Indian People to Self-knowledge,
Self-respect, and Self-Government. Diplomatic persons of crooked ways, ever intent
on making catspaws of others to draw their own chestnuts out of the fire, asked
her why she was making things more difficult for Britain, in India, during the
days of the World War. She frankly and straightforwardly replied: “I emphatically
want the connection between Britain and India to continue; I do
not want it broken; but I also want India to have her just rights restored
to her, which Britain has unjustly deprived her of; therefore, and only to this
extent, I say, Britain's difficulty is India's opportunity; I want an Indo-British
Commonwealth, not India enslaved and Britain slave-owner”. The shortsighted
British-Indian Government interned her in Ootacamund, for her Indian Home Rule
activities, in the summer of 1917. G. S. Arundale and [Page
30] B.
P. Wadia had the privilege of sharing the internment with her at Ootacamund.
A storm of indignant protest swept over the whole country. I had the privilege
of presiding over perhaps the first meeting of public condemnation of the
Government's action, which was appropriately held in Benares on
26-6-1917 (if I remember rightly). She was released after three months, and was
able to explain her views personally to the sympathetic and large-hearted Mr.
E. S. Montagu, then Secretary of State for India, when he visited this country
in the following winter. A profoundly grateful country, with one voice, bestowed
upon her the highest honor it was possible for it to offer, viz., the
Presidentship of the Indian National Congress, at Calcutta, in December, 1917.
I may mention, incidentally, that it; was Annie Besant's internment that first
opened my eyes, and those of many others, to the importance of the political
struggle that India had begun and the need for every Indian to help in it to
his and her utmost. Till then I was immersed in educational work and theosophical
(including Samskrt) studies, and had felt no keen interest in current politics.
I now realised that without substantial and true Self-Government, no progress
was possible in any department of our life. Along every line we are hindered
by some page or other of the British-made Statute-Book, which gives the power
of control to a Bureaucracy which exercises it in the interests not of India
but of others. [Page 31]
Universal
Inter-Dependence
The
last three decades have been bringing home to the nations, and even perhaps to
their mad politicians and economicians,'blinded' to the patent Truth by conceit
and pride, and 'driven' into disastrous Error by sensuous greed (under the action
of the ãvarana and vikshépa shaktis of
Mãyã), the essential truth of
Theosophy, embodied, centuries ago, by the Persian Sûfi, in some verses:
Banî Ãdam
a'zãi yak dîgar and,
Ke
dar ãfrînish ze yak jauhar and
Cho
uzwé ba dard ãwarad rozgãr,
Digãr
uzwahã rã na mãnad qarãr.
(The
progeny of Adam are all limbs
Of
but one body, since in origin
And
essence they are all identical;
If
one is hurt by stroke of evil fate,
Can
th' others ever rest in painless ease ?)
The
same great truth was proclaimed in fuller and more precise detail, by the Védic
seers, in the Purusha-Sûkta of the Rg-Véda:
Brãhmano
asya Mukham ãsît,
Bãhû Rãjanyah
krtah,
Ûrû tad
Asya yad Vaishyah,
Padbhyãm
Shûdro ajãyata.
(The
Men of Science constitute the Head
That
sees, foresees, and guides the whole aright;
The
Men of Valour form the powerful Arms
That
guard against, prevent, and cure, all ills; [Page 32]
The
Men of Trade, the Trunk that distributes,
After
due storing, aliment to all parts;
The
Men of Labor lastly constitute
The
sturdy Legs that well support the whole
And
carry it about from place to place —
Such
is the Body of the Human Race.)
Neither
France, nor Italy, nor U. S. A., nor Britain, nor Russia, nor Japan, nor
Germany, nor any other the most self-governing monarchy or republic, is “independent” of
any others today. They are all bound together, bound to one another, by innumerable
ties of “Trade and Commerce, which”, (if honestly
conducted, with mutual goodwill, without the wish to cheat), “fulfils the
direst wants of all the human world” [ Commentary on these old
verses, and on the teachings of Theosophy as regards the practical value
of Universal Brotherhood, is being written today by the scores of books and the
hundreds of dailies which are pointing out the disastrous consequences to all,
of each nation raising tariff walls around itself, the result being that if imports
are barred exports are stopped also, and the trade of all suffers alike.
The
same commentary is continued by such proposals, by public men in the west, as
that “Education should (a) inculcate the principle of the Essential Unity
of Mankind, (6) teach the inter-dependence of interests of all people, (c) give
a less national bias to history, (d) teach the realities of war”; (Leonard Woolf, Way
to Prevent War, p. 489, pub. 1933.) ]
Vãrtã cha
sarva-jagatãm param-ãrti-hantri.
But,
today, they are all thus bound together, without mutual good-will, not
by the wish to help but by the wish to cheat and exploit one another, and therefore
all are unhappy. [Page 33]
Only
in the voluntary, honorable, equitable Interdependence of all the nations,
and, as indispensable preliminary condition therefor, of all the vocational,
functional, classes or sections within each nation, in a prevailing atmosphere
of Universal Brotherhood, is to be found happiness, the greatest happiness
of the greatest number; for thereby alone can be achieved the wise and
peaceful solution of all problems, along the via media between extreme
power in the hands of a handful and extreme enslavement of the vast mass,
between Bolshevik Dictatorship, or Fascist Dictatorship, or Individualist
Capitalism, or Nationalist Imperialism, on the one side, and Proletarian
Mobocracy and Democratic Anarchism, on the other side — between all
opposite extremes, in short. Because of this great fact; and because the
spiritual life and strength and virtue of the several great creeds, sent
out by the Spiritual Hierarchy from time to time, to serve as fountain-heads
of such Brotherhood, have become outworn; because instead of breeding
fraternity they are breeding enmity; because instead of guiding politics
and economics into paths of beneficence, they have become subservient tools
of these in acts of maleficence; therefore, to enable these creeds to
remoralise, rationalise, and harmonise themselves, and, even more, to persuade
and influence physical science to spiritualise itself, and thus enable
and induce them all afresh to do their proper duty to mankind, has the [Page
34] good
message of Theosophy been sent round so diligently from land to land through
Annie Besant, after the fresh proclamation of it through H. P. Blavatsky
and H. S. Olcott.
Temperamental
Differences
Providence
must have had some special purpose in view for permitting Theosophy and the political
striving of the Congress to meet in the person of Annie Besant, and yet not permitting
a closer rapprochement between the
outstanding leaders of the two. To us, of feeble vision, who wished and prayed
and tried in vain for such colligation, the reason may seem to have been, mostly,
only temperamental differences. We thought that if Dr. Annie Besant, President
of the T.S., ex-President of the I. N. Congress, and Founder of the Central Hindu
College, on the one hand, and Mahatma Gandhi, the Chief Leader and ex-President
of the Congress, on the other, and also the late SwãmI
Shraddhãnanda, the late Maulana Mohamed Ali, and Pt. Madan Mohan
Malaviya, founders and guides of the great religio-educa-tional movements
represented by the Arya Samãj Guru-kula of Kãngri, the Jãmia
Milliã Islãmia of
Delhi, and the Hindu University (developed out of the C. H. College) of Benares,
respectively, the two last being ex-Presidents of the Congress also — we
thought that if they could only collaborate, with [Page
35] one
heart and one mind, for the purification and spiritualisation of Politics as
well as Religion and Education, A. B. contributing the broad, full, comprehensive,
far-sighted, splendid, theosophical vision as well as invaluable first hand experience
of economic and political struggles in the west, Mahatma-ji his marvellous moral
soul-force and matchless power of moving the Indian masses, and the others
their powerful influence over their respective followings and their indispensable
detailed work, then the fate of India would be changed for a happier one very
soon. But it was not to be. Such “If's” lie scattered thickly all
over the numberless pages of History, which is made voluminous with events only
because these “If's” are not realised, since no news is good news
and happy times have no history. The “If” was not realised, in this
case, because, as we thought, of “temperamental differences”. There
must be some deeper cause, behind those temperamental differences. The vast mass
of three hundred and more million human beings requires much leavening, not to
be completed in a few short years.
Movement
and Philosophy of Movement
Throughout
history we see that a great movement and a philosophy of the movement, a practice
and a theory, a kriyã and a jnãna, a prayoga [Page
36] and
a shãstra, an a’mal and an asl, a fa’l and
a qual, a new adjustment of social
structure and a new idea of the need and the manner of it — accompany and
evolve, develop, and define one another, or rather each other, by action and
reaction, as rotating cause and effect, like seed and plant. As yet, the neo-Congress
movement, which began after 1919, the year of the horrible Amritsar Massacre,
has not evolved an intelligible philosophy; it has only evolved a new — and
very valuable because non-violent — method, and remains, mostly,
mere activities, mere means, without a well-defined end. Theosophy, on the
other hand, has no visible Movement or Practice, in outer social, economic, and
political life, and remains, mostly, mere studies, also indefinite, because not
attempted to-be applied to daily affairs. Another great person, Dr. Sun-yat-sen,
Father of the New China, which is suffering from childhood's illnesses as much
as New India, has said that “action is easy but knowledge is difficult”;
and he has tried to give a new Philosophy as well as a new Movement to his country.
Yet another Chinese thinker, Dr. Woo, very rightly says: “Of all the enemies
of human progress, the greatest is the confusion of ideas, because it
obstructs views and paralyses action and destroys the collective will of any
large organisation”. Our ancient tradition is that self-sacrificing heroic
action, kriyã
involving tapas, nafs-qurbãnt, and far-seeing comprehensive [Page
37] knowledge, jnãna or vidyã of
the true Self, irfãn, whence only true Self-government, are both
equally difficult and equally necessary for progress and salvation, for material
as well as mental welfare, for political as well as spiritual
moksha, najã’t, freedom from bondage. All these are
only comments on the action that right knowledge, right desire, and right action
are all interdependent and all equally indispensable for healthy individual and
social life.
Capitalism,
Fascism, Communism
The
three “isms” which stand out glaringly in current history, Imperialist
Capitalism, Bolshevism, Fascism, have each of them both a theory and a
practice. The two latter seem to differ radically from each other in principles;
but they are agreed in opposition to the excesses of the first; and yet also,
both of them, are paying court to Capital, in different ways, for different reasons.
Theosophy could and should have supplied to the Indian political movement
appropriate philosophical principles and consequential policies, economic,
domestic, religious, social, communal, and, above all else, international, whereby
the hearts of all the nations might be brought nearer to each other. But this
was not to be for some time yet. Annie Besant did her share of high duty in this
respect, by drafting a Commonwealth of India [Page 38] Bill,
and getting it read also, for a first time, in the British Parliament. [ 'As
this is going to the press, there comes to hand an article contributed to the Hindustan
Times dated 1-7-1934, on “Labor Policy on India”, by Mr. George
Lansbury, benevolent, sincere, philanthropic, honorable old gentleman, trusted
and deeply respected leader of the Labor Party in Britain, and ex-Cabinet Minister
also. In it, he says: “As to what form the Government of India should take,
this must be settled by the Indians themselves ... I have come definitely to
the conclusion that Annie Besant's scheme is the only way. Some years ago. Dr.
Besant and a group of representative Indians, with the valuable assistance of
our good friend and lifelong champion of India, David Graham Pole, drew up a
Commonwealth of India Bill, which Henry Snell, John Scurr, and myself and others
introduced in the house of Commons ... But the Bill never got a second reading
... There is only one way out for a Socialist Government. We should summon,
or ask Indians themselves to summon, a Constituent Assembly, and hand over to
that Assembly the task of deciding the future Government of India”. A.
B,'s Bill shows, and she told me herself, that it embodies most of the principles
on which was also based the “Outline Scheme of Swaraj” prepared by
the late Déshabandhu
Chitta Ranjan Das and myself and published in 1923, though cast in forms more
suitable for British ways of thinking. This was very right and naturally to be
expected from her intimate acquaintance with the Indian as well as the English
ways of thinking and feeling. That the Labor Party of Britain is so sympathetic
to India, is largely due to her mediation ] But the other Congress leaders
did not give proper heed to the draft, nor discuss it, modify it, or replace
it with any other Constitutional Scheme of their own, in good time, and so failed
to give a specific aim and a clear direction to the country’s efforts;
they did not realise that a well thought-out “End” is as indispensable
as good and proper “Means”, that the
diligent pursuit and practice of the latter should [Page
39] be
perpetually accompanied and governed by the clear vision of the former. Let us
hope that Annie Besant's unfulfilled work, which circumstances prevented her
from completing, in this vital respect, may be carried out by a worthy successor
of hers in the leadership of the T. S. in co-operation with Congress leaders,
through the realisation by these leaders of the absolute necessity for putting
a. definite meaning into the word Swa-rãj and keeping it perpetually before
the country's eyes, instead of that mere vague word, or the other meaningless
word “Independence”, to guide it as a beacon-light in its progress
through the dark jungle of political striving.
The
T.S. and The League of Nations
The
Theosophical Society is the seed and root of the true Spiritual League of All
the Nations. It has spread thousands of rootlets in over fifty countries of the
earth. Without its inspiration the merely political League of (some) Nations
can never succeed in achieving its purpose. The two are halves of one natural
whole, as the part of the tree below and the part above the surface of the earth.
They are indispensable complements to each other. It is a matter for deep regret
and apprehension that, for various reasons, the T. S. has not been able to develop
properly this most important aspect of its being in such a way as [Page 40] to
establish the natural connection between the two halves. If it had done so — and
it may and ought to do so now — it would be to the political League of
Nations as soul to body, as right principle to right policy, as vitalising heart
to limbs. “It shall not profit a man anything if he gains the whole world
but lose his own soul”. It shall not profit the political League of Nations
anything if it spread voluminous official correspondence over all the earth,
and succeed not in inspiring its Member-Nations with the theosophical spirit
of Universal Brotherhood. Perhaps it is to supplement this aspect of the T.S.
that the Collective-Mind, the Vishv-ãtmã, Rûh-i-kul, Time-Spirit,
Oversoul, Public-Opinion, has been starting other movements also, such as the
World-Fellowship of Faiths, recently held at Chicago (in 1933). If the successors
of Annie Besant in the T.S. can so conduct affairs as to secure, within the Organisation
of the League of Nations, the establishment of an International Committee for
Religious Co-operation between the followers of the several great living Creeds,
like the existing International Committee for Intellectual Co-operation, or even
simply induce the latter to include, within its educational work, the teaching
in all lands, of the principles of Universal Religion, i.e., Theosophy,
which run through and constitute the essence of all religions, they would surely
win Annie Besant’s
gratitude from on high. [Page 41]
“Heliodore”
In
earlier days she often wrote over the pen-name of “Heliodore”. The word
means “Given by the Sun”, Sûrya-datta. Appropriately she named
herself so, by sub-conscious memory. The old books say: “The messengers,
the orderly officers, the envoys and ambassadors, of the high gods who have
their abode in the Solar Sphere, are always flashing along the pathways constituted
by the sun-beams, to all parts of the Solar System, adjusting the affairs of
the jîvas, the living beings, that make up the kingdoms of Animate
Nature everywhere; and human souls also which, by their virtuous deeds,
have won the right, are led, after they leave the earth, with sweet songs
of invitation and of welcome, by those same deeds of sacrifice in visible
shape, along these rays, to their appointed places of reward and rest in
the Solar heavens”.
amasya
dûtãsh-cha, tatha-iva pãrshadah
Nãrãyanasy,-ãtha
ganãh Shivasya,
Sûryasya
rashmîn avalambya sarvé,
Jîvan
niyachchanti charanti sarvadã.
Ehi éhî-ti
tam ãhutayah suvarchasah
Sûryasya
rashmibhir-yajamãnam vahanti,
Priyãm
vãcham abhi-vadantyo-archayantyah,
'Ésha
vah punyah sukrto Brahma-lokah'.
To
those of us who have been nurtured in such traditions it is easy to believe
that her soul [Page 42] of
fire and light was such a servant of Those who brood over humanity as parents
over their children, and came to and dwelt on the earth for a few decades
for the awakening of men to higher things, and has now gone back for a while,
to rest and then to come again, as she has promised.
Saraswatî
Her
aesthetic dress and distinguished presence corresponded with her noble
soul and her magnificent eloquence. In 1901, some thirty-two years ago,
after her Benares home, Shãnti-Kunja, had been built, in the vicinity
of the Central Hindu College and adjoining the Indian Section of the T.
S., she desired to renovate an old temple, standing on its grounds, which
had gone out of repair. Though her religion was the Universal and Scientific
Religion of Theosophy, which embraces all creeds alike, being the parent
of them all, yet, having adopted India as her Motherland and made Benares
her home, she desired to Indianise herself in ways of living and in appearance
also as much as possible, to get into living touch with the heart of the
Indian People. And since the then workers of the Indian Section of the
T. S. were mostly Hindu, she, by force of circumstance, adopted a few outward
forms of the current Hindû religion, and also [Page
43] the
Hindû sarî-dress (which, by the way, has become the very becoming
dress now of Indian women of all creeds — though many of the men
of the different creeds, being much less refined by nature than the women
and much more quarrelsome, continue to insist upon communal differences
of dress also). Hence her desire to renovate the temple. This was done;
and in connection therewith, a small sabhã (gathering) of
the then foremost Pandits of “the sacred town”,
therefore of the whole of India, was invited. They very kindly came. Among
them was the renowned Mahã-maho-pãdhyãya Pandit Gangãdhara
Shãstri. As soon as he beheld her, as she stood offering welcome
to the learned guests, the words broke forth irresistibly from his lips:
Sarva-shuklã Saraswatî!
(All-White
Saraswati!)
The
goddess of learning and eloquence is imaged, in the Pûrãnas,
as white in complexion, in dress, in ornaments.
Undoubtedly
the blessing of Saraswatî rested upon her, and she was given her
marvellous gift of speech by that great goddess to help in lifting up the
head of Mother India from the mud and mire in which it has lain, fainting
and trampled on, for centuries.
The
Schools and Colleges she founded and helped to maintain, by her own gifts
to a [Page 44] considerable
extent; the work she did for the promotion of that very valuable form of
practical character-building education, viz., Scouting, for girls
as well as boys; for the Labor Union; for the Political advancement of
the country, for which she suffered three months' internment at the hands
of the short-sighted and small-hearted Government: the daily and weekly
papers which she started and conducted to help in the political struggle,
mostly at great financial loss to herself, besides editing the monthly Theosophist — these
will be described by others. I wish to emphasise the fact that her heart
was ever in and for Theosophy, as the one source of all blessings, in all
these other works.
Personal
Relations
The
practical application of the principles of Theosophy to the affairs of
life has always been a matter of struggle by sattva-virtue against tamas-inertia
and rajas-selfishness and evil — as indicated, in concentrated
form, in the command of the Gîtã, quoted before. The consequence
was that Annie Besant, like every other leader “of action”, created
strong likes and dislikes around her in her lifetime ; for action has to
be more or less one-sided, while thought can be all-sided. Her intensely
energetic, challenging, combative, valiant temperament, indispensable for
her many-sided [Page
45] work,
also tended to keep the environment perpetually in a state of vibrant excitement,
as a flaming fire its surrounding atmosphere. But now that she has gone,
all dislikes and all thoughts of her human weaknesses are gone also, and
only the likes and the memories of her 'superhuman’ greatnesses
remain and increase, and those who were her most determined opponents are
joined in eulogy of her extraordinary personality. Her personal social
relations, even with those who differed most strongly from her on public
questions, were always gentle and cordial. If any one heard her low and
sweet voice in private conversation only, it would not be possible for
him to imagine the heights of strength and grandeur to which that voice
could rise on the public platform in pleading for the right and in denunciation
of the wrong.
A
Controversy
Deep
as my love and reverence were for her — whom I, because of old samskãras,
sub-conscious memories, impresses, of relationships in past births, regarded
as my spiritual mother in this birth, from the moment I first beheld her,
as she alighted from the train, in company with Col. Oclott, on the platform
of the Allahabad Railway Station, in the winter of 1893-‘4, during
the days of the Kumbha-Mélã (a great bathing ‘fair’) — even
I had the deplorable misfortune, once, of becoming engaged [Page
46] in
a public controversy with her, in 1912-'13, over the affairs and the policies
of the Central Hindû College and the Theosophical Society, in which
both I happened to be entrusted with executive offices at the time. When
the controversy had blown over, I humbly begged her forgiveness, not for
my differing views, [These views
amounted briefly to this, that we should all pray with all the strength
of our souls that a Helper of Mankind may come, but that no particular
person should be accepted or proclaimed or treated as an avatãra or
initiate or siddha-yogî or other such being possessed of high
spiritual quality and superphysical powers and accomplishments, before he
had given proof of being such; though any one should most certainly be
regarded and honored duly as such, after he had given clear and
unmistakeable proof. I have reason to believe that the neglect of the simple
precaution embodied in these views — a neglect which was due only
to her very great, very generous, very laudable eagerness that help should
come to suffering Humanity, caused, in consequence of certain developments,
many years after the controversy, great shock and deep disappointment and
lasting pain to our beloved Mother, and therefore deep distress to me also
and to all who loved her deeply. It seems to me useful to mention this,
here, as a caution to all concerned, because, even as every shine has its
shadow, so every attempt at Religious Reform, by reproclamation of the
Theosophical Truth, has been accompanied or shortly followed by attempts
to make use, for personal interests of various kinds, of counterfeit Imitations
of that Truth, and the danger of such is very great in connection with
the Third Object of the T. S., which ought certainly to be pursued,
but in the scientific spirit, of demonstration and experiment, with
due safeguards against the danger. Lest there be any misunderstanding,
it should be added here that those developments, such as the dissolution
of the Order of the Star in the East by Mr. J. Krishnamurji and his disclaimer
of being World-Teacher, were greatly to the credit of his moral
courage and honest straightforwardness. I, for one, sincerely wish he may
evolve into a really useful worker and disseminator and expounder of the
eternal truths of genuine Theosophy, Brahmavidyã, Gnostic Mysticism,
Tasawwuf, stated openly or allegorically and in veiled language, in the Gîtã,
the Upanishads, The Secret Doctrine, the Purãnas,
and the Scriptures of the other Religions. [Page
47] but
for any harshnesses that might have crept into my language in the heat
of argument, because of my coarse and unregenerate nature; and she assured
me of complete forgiveness already generously given long ago, before my
asking — as was indeed clear from the fact that even during the period
of the controversy, her personal kindness to me, in every way, continued
as ever before, unabated in any respect, whatever my defects of tone and
wording may have been.
Elephant
Rides
The
mention of the Kumbha-mélã reminds me of an incident that
was humorous as well as anxious. Annie Besant had just come to India and
was visiting Allahabad for the first time, in company with Col. Olcott,
Countess Wachtmeister, and others. At least half a million pilgrims, preparing
to bathe, were packed on a stretch of sand, about a mile long and half
as broad, between the Fort and the Embankment, on one side, and the stream
of the Gangã, on the other. The party went to see the unusual sight.
They had also to go across the river to take tea with a friend who had
invited them to his camp on the other bank. I was at the mélã,
on duty, being then in Government service. Earnest Theosophists, in those
early days, full of mystic romance and aspiration, all wanted to wear their
hair long and look at least like tyros in yoga. [Page
48] I
wanted to, also; I had not yet quite completed my twenty-fourth year. The
mystical longings aroused in my mind by the first number of the Theosophist,
which somehow came into my hands, soon after its appearance, and which
I had read through with very little understanding, being then at school,
and in my twelfth year, had not yet lost their freshness, nor, indeed,
have they yet lost it all, though overlaid with the heavy dust of the
work-a-day world. But I had gone into government service at the wish
of my father, and could not well wear long hair and carry my theosophical
romance on my sleeve, for fear of becoming the laughing-stock of my prosy
fellow-officers. So Annie Besant, when she stepped out of the train and
dawned upon my vision for the first time, seemed to me to be the very
incarnation of Theosophy, of high spiritual aspiration, of compassion
for all weakness and suffering, of tender helpfulness, with the sadness
of the ages in her sweet face, and the halo of discipleship of the Masters,
the holy Rshis of the Purãnas,
enveloping her; and I was spending as much time as I could possibly spare
from official duties, in attendance on the party.
In
the Métã, seeing some elephants belonging to rich
pilgrims and richer Mahants ( 'abbots' of various associations
of 'ascetics' — contradiction in terms !), the Colonel, with his
ever-present eagerness for fun, called out, “Surely Annie would like
a ride on an elephant; wouldn't you, Annie?” [Page
49] 'Annie',
ready for a new adventure, agreed, of course. An elephant with a proper howdã was
not in sight. I secured one with only a thick pad, the next best. The
beast was made to sit down; the Colonel climbed up the thin ladder agilely,
despite his sixty-four years, fixed himself firmly on the pad, and invited
A. B. to come up. I could not go with them because of duties on this
bank, and felt very anxious, and wanted her to go across the river by
the pontoon-bridge, on an ekkã (a
two-wheeled horse-cart). But she would not be outdone by the Colonel.
After a quizzical look at ladder and beast, with doubt in eye but determination
in heart, she negotiated the ladder, and fixed herself beside the Colonel,
holding on tightly to the ropes by which the pad was kept in position.
Then the Colonel invited the Countess. She approached the ladder. But
the huge animal was becoming fidgety by this time. She was not physically
strong or active, and hesitated. I added my dissuasions. She decided
that discretion was the better part of valour, and went across by an ekkâ.
After a couple of hours of anxiety, I learnt that there had been no misadventure,
except that the party were nearly compelled to share in the 'bathing'
feature of the fair, for the elephant expressed a great desire to sprinkle
itself all over with the holy water as it waded across the shallow stream
to the other bank, but fortunately yielded to the energetic remonstrances
of the driver and his iron hook; also that [Page
50] A.
B. almost frayed the skin of her palms, in holding on to the ropes
to avoid displacement by the ponderous swayings and pitchings of the
animal, but the handkerchiefs of the party helped to avoid serious excoriation.
A
few days later, an elephant in the métã. became
excited, began pulling off the thatch and cloth tops of the temporary
stalls, and making little runs this way and that, amidst the thick crowd
which scattered fast from the animal's immediate vicinity, in all directions,
but could not go far, being hemmed in by its own immense numbers all
round. It was a very anxious time. If the animal got a little worse,
it would crush hundreds of human beings to death. The question of getting
out soldiers from the neighbouring Fort to shoot it was being rapidly
discussed between the senior officers present, when the situation was
saved in an unexpected and very interesting fashion. The experienced mahout of
a bigger tusker drove his animal against the demented one. The two met
head to head with a crash. The smaller one was daunted and turned away.
The driver of the other seized the opportunity and drove his great beast
full tilt against the exposed flank of the other. The latter toppled
over clean with a tremendous thud, flinging off its badly frightened mahout who
had so far clung on somehow, and making a big depression in the damp
firm sand. When it got up, it was completely sober; its [Page
51] mahout climbed
up again; and it went out of the métã quietly
and quickly, stimulated from behind by occasional prods from the big
tusker which followed him out. The mahout of the victorious
animal was suitably rewarded for his signal service and my retrospective
thankfulness was devout that A. B.'s elephant had on the whole behaved
soberly. If the incident had occurred before the day of the ride instead
of after, I would not have had the courage to obey the Colonel's commands.
Many
years after, I think in the autumn of 1915 or 1916, another elephant
ride was arranged for her, in Benares, to see the annual Bharata
milãp
mélã — the pageant of the meeting of Râma
and Lakshmana with Bharata and Shatrughna, after the completion of
the former's fourteen years' exile — which is, if possible,
even more crowded, though much smaller, than the Kumbhamélã;
for at least fifty thousand persons gather on an open space less
than two hundred yards square; but this time we had one of the Maharaja
of Benares' well-trained elephants with a proper howdã. I
was forgetting; there was yet another elephant-ride. A. B. was the
guest of the late Maharaja Pratap Singh of Kashmir, in the small
town of Jammu. She was taken through the streets on an elephant.
The houses were so small, mostly wood-built and flimsy-looking, that,
as we went along, looking full into the second storeys, unable to
see the first because the elephant filled the whole [Page
52] width
of the very narrow streets, I was afraid that if the animal happened
to brush accidentally against any house, it would cause disaster, however
unwittingly. This was in 1906, I think.
Affection
as Heart-Nourishment
It
has been said by some that she was fond of praise. Is there any one in
the past history of mankind who has not been, or, in the present, who
is not ? If any one should claim that there has been or is, then surely
he is making a mistake. The Yoga, the Vedãnta, and other scriptures
tell us, what introspection can confirm to each, that any one: who lives,
lives not by bread alone, but also by affection, which is food for the
mental body, the sûkshma-sharîra, the jism-i-latîf,
even as bread is. food for the physical body, the sthûla-sharîra,
jism-i-kasîf. Yes, she was fond of praise, inasmuch as, and
only so far as, praise meant loving appreciation of her labors. Even
the high gods, led by Vishnu, the “All-Pervader and All-Supporter”, Al-Rabb and
Al-Muhît, yearn that men
may “raise songs of thanks and praise”, stuti, hamd, to them:
Stutî-priyã hi
dévah, Vishnu-mukhyãh.
Small
must be the mind that would blame her for desiring, or would grudge her,
a little appreciation to sustain her heart amidst her arduous and incessant
labors. To us, Indians, whatever her weaknesses may have been, they are
all lovable. [Page 53]
That
an Indian should work for India is but duty; if he does not, he is to
blame. That, wearing a British body, she should have travailed thus for
the birth of the New India, is reason for unspeakable gratitude.
Kasé mardé tamãm
ast az tamãmî
Kanãd
bã khwãjagî kãrô ghumlãmi.
(Rare
is the soul that, being Master, brave
The
noble task of slaving for the slaves.)
There
must be special mystic reason why she spent herself so utterly in the service
of India.
Trust
of the Distrustful
Once,
at a meeting of political workers in Simla — I have heard this reported
by a reliable person — a prominent Indian said to her: “Frankly,
Mrs. Besant, we find it difficult to trust you quite, because you are British”. She
was silent for a moment, and then said sadly: “You are right. The sins
of the fellow-countrymen of my present body against your people are such
that it must be very difficult for you to trust me. But I am trying to
make expiation for their sins, and I will therefore trust you the more”.
Together with a small number of other noble-minded and just British men
and women, she formed the nerve-stand of Conscience in the brain of the
British people, with regard to India. Fortunately the number is now growing. [Page
54]
On
another occasion, in 1928, in Allahabad, some young students shouted against
her views so persistently as to make the remainder of her lecture, on the
then political situation in the country, practically impossible. The reason
was that she had been expressing her disapproval of the views of other
political leaders, which views appealed more strongly to the younger generation.
Politics is a game of lightning changes. Some days later on, in the course
of the same tour, she gave a lecture on the same subject in the Town Hall
of Benares. I was put in the chair. Some young men tried to behave in the
same way. Fortunately, they quieted down shortly, and listened attentively
till the end. After the close of her lecture, before dismissing the meeting,
I apologised to her publicly on behalf of the audience, for the excited
behavior of the few. Afterwards, on the way back to Shãnti Kunja,
she mentioned to me the Allahabad incident, and said that though, on general
principles, the manners could not be called perfect, yet, in the special
situation, they were to be welcomed in a way, as showing that the boys
were beginning to speak up against a white person face to face.
Vow
of Poverty
Long
ago, when she became the disciple, through H. P. B., of the Spiritual Hierarchy,
she took the [Page 55] “vow
of poverty”, the yogic yama of a-parigraha, of the giving
up of the sense of exclusive ownership and possession, which is indispensable
for such discipleship. Lakhs of rupees passed into her hands, only to pass
out again for the helping of good causes and of persons in want.
A
legacy was left to her and to Col. Olcott, in equal halves, personally,
without any condition, by a Spanish gentleman resident of, and passing
away in, Cuba. The legacy amounted to about two and a half lakhs of rupees.
The Colonel gave his share to the Theosophical Society, and she transferred
hers at once to the Central Hindû College.
Personal
Influence
Far
more valuable than the money she thus gave, from time to time, was her
personal influence and attraction that secured for the C. H. C. and its
attached Boys' and Girls' Schools, the utterly selfless labors of that
noble band of Theosophists, some gone on and some still on this earth:
Dr. Richardson, Miss Arundale, M. M. Pt. Aditya Ram Bhattacharya, Pandit
Cheda Lâl, Mrs. Lloyd, Rai Ishwari Prasad, A. G. Watson, Raghubir
Prasad Varma, Indra Narayana Sinha, Kãli Charan Mittra, Govinda
Dãs, Jamshedji Unwãlla, Pandharinãth Kashinãth
Telang, and others, among those gone on; and Upendra Nath Basu, Jñãnendra
Nath Basu, Miss A. J. Willson, Miss Lilian Edgar, [Page
56] Miss
Palmer, Miss Herington, Satyavrata Bhatta-charya, George Arundale, Iqbãl
Narain Gurtu, Shyãmâ Charan Dé, Durgã Prasãd,
Sita Ram, and many others still here. It was these who built up, as pure
labor of love, the several departments of the institutions, under her guidance.
Many alumni of the C. H. C. are justifying their alma mater and
doing good work in various fields of public life. Other similar colleagues
gathered round her of themselves to help her in her multifarious other
works. Thus, in the building up of the Indian Section of the T.S., with
its Headquarters at Benares, Upendranath Basu and Bertram Keightley, the
first General Secretaries, were her principal collaborators, together with
local members at all the provincial capitals and other large towns, whose
names are duly recorded in the annual reports of the Indian Section and
also the C.H.C. which was helped by them equally. Bertram Keightley specially
deserves gratitude for his services to H.P.B. and help in the publication
of The Secret Doctrine. In the building up of the Adyar Library,
the Theosophical Publishing House, the Vasanta Press — all most valuable,
indeed indispensable adjuncts of the T.S. — Mahadeva Shastri (now
no more on earth), B. P. Wadia (succeeded by others, and now by M. Subramania
Iyer), and A. K. Sitarama Shastri have been A.B.'s great helpers; and
Ranga Reddy and Soobbiah Chetty have helped her assiduously in [Page
57] the
management of the extensive Adyar grounds, and properties. Whenever I
had the good fortune (but too seldom) to be at Adyar, I had the pleasure
of seeing the 'trio' of Sitarama Shastri, Soobbiah Chetty, Ranga Reddy,
making, in company, their regular, daily, morning visit to her.
C.H.C.
Workers
Son
of a wealthy father, whose donations for charitable works were seldom less
than a thousand pounds at a time before a reverse of fortune came — as
I heard from himself — Dr. Arthur Richardson had a natural taste
for science and became a great chemist; but gave up his professorship of
Chemistry in the Bristol College in England, came over to India at the
call of Theosophy, worked amongst the plague-stricken in the Bombay Presidency
in 1897, and then, at the wish of Annie Besant, came over to Benares and
took charge of the Principalship of the Central Hindu College, when it
was started in 1898. He had a very small income of his own, about a hundred
rupees per month; and of this, too, he spent a large part on his poorer
students and on the other needs of the College, which were very many in
its early days, and lived the life of an ascetic. At the beginnings of
the winters, he used to go to the bazaar and buy a pair of coarse village-woven
blankets, for about five rupees a pair then, and passed the winter nights
with these, [Page 58] one
for bedding and the other for covering, and would not allow the
College Committee to help him in his personal requirements in any
way, despite all our entreaties. The boys loved him as a father, and feared
him also just enough, for he was a disciplinarian too. His family was the
C. H. C., as he used to say. When he passed away in 1912, the citizens
of Benares carried his body on their shoulders and followed it in thousands
to the bank of the Gangã, and, with chanting of the Gîtã,
entrusted it to the god of Fire.
This
was the kind of worker that built up the C. H. C. and its Schools, under
the magnetic influence of Annie Besant. Of course, all could not be such
ascetics, yet more than twenty-five members of the staff were honorary
workers, and almost none of the others took more than bare subsistence
allowance. And some of the honorary workers gave not only much time and
much hard work, but also much money and educational material. Thus Professor
P. K. Telang presented his father Justice Telang's valuable collection
of books, worth some thirty thousand rupees, to the C. H. C. Library, which
was thereafter named as the Telang Library. What the effect of such a spirit
in the managing and instructing staffs would be on the students, may be
judged easily.
He
who teaches by example, ãcharana, is the true ãchãrya.
And these true teachers gathered because of the attraction of Annie Besant. [Page
59]
Radiation
of Beneficence
What
sumptuous days those used to be, when she was in residence in Benares!
Her arrivals and departures were marked by triumphal processions between
Shãnti Kunja and the Railway Station. In the weeks, rarely months,
of her stay, crowds of visitors, workers, teachers, boy and girl students,
office-staff-members, were perpetually circulating between Shãnti
Kunja and the Indian Section T. S. and the C. H. College and Schools,
Boarding-Houses, Staff-quarters, all arisen after her first arrival in
Benares. New buildings were rising every year, additions were being made
to the grounds, new departments of activity being opened, crowded, bustling,
pleasing social gatherings and public functions taking place at short intervals.
The words of Bhîshma,
the 'great-grandfather', of the Mahã-bhãrata, come into
the mind. Yudhisthira was living incognito with his four younger brothers,
in the Court of king Virãta. Duryodhana's spies had failed to discover
him. Duryodhana was very anxious to find him. Bhîshma advised: “My
son!, where lawfulness reigns and dutifulness governs, where physical hygiene
has banished disease and moral sanitation has driven away vice and misery,
there you will find Yudhishthira the Dharma-râja, the lawful king
and the king of duteous righteousness. Where human beings have grown high
of character, clean, pure, upright, [Page 60] healthy
and happy, gentle and truthful of speech and brave of deed, there you may
infer the presence of Yudhishthira. Where men are no longer small-minded,
jealous, fault-finding, peevish, arrogant, but mutually sympathetic and
helpful, there you may infer the active influence of Yudhishthira's noble
example. Where, crimes have disappeared, where there are no more any weaklings,
where the land is duly tilled, manured, irrigated, and the crops varied
and the yield abundant, where the cattle are tended tenderly and the land
flows with milk and curds and butter of rich quality, where the air is
cleansed with holy incense, the waters protected from contamination, the
edibles all tasteful and wholesome, where beneficent new activities are
springing up daily all around, where peace, prosperity, contentment, good-will,
are visible and palpable, where festivals and rejoicings are always taking
place, there you will find Yudhishthira I ”
Truly
health is as infectious as disease, and the power of a high soul to uplift
all others that come into contact with it, is great. William James, the
famous psychologist of the U.S.A., honored as much in Europe as in his
own country for his brilliant and valuable work, has expressly spoken of
Annie Besant as “that high-souled woman” in his large and well-known
book, Varieties
of Religious Experience. Alas, that it should be so, but greatness
has its weaknesses also. Yudhishthira's weakness was craving (despite [Page
61] Narada's
warnings) for imperial suzerainty of the world through the performance
of the rajã-sûya sacrificial ceremony, and playing with
dice too freely. Our beloved Mother's was, playing with beliefs and assertions
about superphysical matters similarly.
Loved
by Servants, Respected by King and Queen
How
she mixed with the lowly and the high-placed with equal good will! Her
domestic servants in India loved her whole-heartedly. If she could only
have found time to master the Hindustãni language and spoken it
as she spoke in English, she would have moved the three hundred and twenty-five
millions of India as no other has moved them.
When
King George and Queen Mary of England, then Prince and Princess of Wales,
visited Benares, in 1906, I was surprised one morning to see the then
district magistrate, Mr. Radice, waiting in the veranda of Shãnti
Kunja. I laughingly asked him to what cause was due this most unusual presence
of “the lord of the district” (executive heads of districts and
others belonging to the higher-paid ranks of the Bureaucracy give themselves
high airs as a rule) in this waiting attitude in the porch of a humble home.
He smiled and replied that he had been commanded by the Princess to [Page
62] take
an invitation to Annie Besant. I announced him, and the invitation was
duly complied with by her. The British-Indian government officials generally
did not look upon her activities with a friendly eye, but the future queen
of England knew better how to appreciate and honor the most famous Englishwoman
and Orator of the time.
A
Friendly I.C.S.
It
may be mentioned here that Mr. Radice was an exceptional I.C.S., with pro-Indian
sympathies, and helped the C. H. C. on several occasions. Thus, during
an outbreak of plague, there were a great many deaths in some unclean and
ill-built houses adjoining the C. H. C. Boarding-House. He helped the C.
H. C. Managing Committee to acquire them at a fair price and demolish them
and clean up the whole site, and so saved the students from a physical
danger. On another occasion, he did greater service by helping to save
them from a moral danger. The Upanishad-verse says, “What the
gods tried to do for good, their step-brothers the titans ran after and stained
with evil”. While Annie Besant and her venerable colleague, about seven
years older than she was, the late Pt. Chedãlâl, Superintendent
of the Boarding-House, and other co-workers, were doing all they could
to raise and refine the moral character of the youths put into their charge
by their parents, a wretched [Page 63] creature,
under cover of a confectionery shop, started a liquor and brothel concern
in the neighbourhood, and began enticing the boarders. Mr. Radice, with
his magisterial powers, helped to suppress the miserable traffic and warn
the evil man away from the locality. Mr. Radice died prematurely after
transfer to Lucknow. At the instance of Annie Besant, the C. H. C. Managing
Committee put up a tablet to his memory in the hall of the College, recording
their gratitude for the help received from him.
A
Rare Sight
Annie
Besant's perennial tours for the T. S. and the C. H. C. have been mentioned.
In the course of one of these we saw a sight which is rarely seen even
by professional hunters — a lion up a tree!— I think the year
was 1908. She went to Gwalior and put up in the Guest-house of the Maharaja,
who was trying to become interested in Theosophy, at the suggestion of
one of his ministers, the late Rai Shyam Sundar Lal, an earnest member
of the T. S. Sleeping in the guest-house, we heard the roaring of lions
repeatedly in the night, and close by. Enquiring next morning, I learnt
that the Maharaja kept about a dozen lions and lionesses (imported from
Africa) in a high-walled open enclosure of about ten acres, with a few
trees scattered sparsely over it. I. was curious [Page
64] to
see them. She kindly agreed to go also. We went and mounted by a staircase
to the roof of a small single-storey house built right against the wall
of the enclosure, near its main gateway, and overlooking it. We saw the
animals walking about all over the place; we saw the gateway being opened,
about two feet, and a bhishtî (water-carrier) with a large
skin of water walk in quite fearlessly in the company of another man who
evidently thought himself quite adequately armed against all the lions
with just a big bamboo; we saw the bhishtî pour the water
as a matter of routine into a large shallow stone trough, placed some twenty
feet away from the gate at the foot of a large tree, while a lioness was
standing watching the operation another twenty feet away, with nothing
but the open space between, and the gates ajar, by quite two feet, through
which the animal might have passed with a rush any moment, if it had wished
to; and then, happening to look up into the tree, we were startled to
see a lion, slightly above the level of our eyes, about twenty-five feet
away from us, lying flat on its chest and stomach along a very gently sloping
branch which issued from the trunk at about two feet from the ground, and
looking at us quietly; its legs were dangling in the air, one fore and
one hind on each side of the branch. Annie Besant said she had not seen
or read of such a tree-climbing lion proper; nor [Page
65] had
I, except once, though in my younger days I had been rather fond of hunter's
books, from Du Chaillu's downwards, describing adventures with the large
predaceans. The exception was that I, just once, came across the sentence, “we
treed a lion”, in one book on African game, I forget now by whom,
Oswell or Gordon-Gumming or some other.
Re-kindling
of Self-Respect in India
What
part the Theosophical Society and the C. H. C., and the tours she made,
the meetings she held, the lectures she gave, all over India, for them,
month after month, year after year, have played in arousing solidarian
national consciousness and self-respect in the English-educated section
of the Indian People — “National”, yet always subordinate
to the Humanist Ideal, because of the brooding of Theosophy over it so far
at least as her teaching
was concerned — this will appear clearly to every one who studies
the history of this country carefully from 1880 onwards.
Great
Leadership
She
was indeed a great leader in every respect, with the soul of fire, the
burning eloquence that could melt stones, the imaginative vision, the [Page
66] great
and high aspiration, the quick decision, the generous and trustful nature,
the scrupulous discharge of promises made, the exceeding considerateness
for juniors and subordinates, the anxious fulfilment of their hopes even
casually aroused by any words of hers, and, above all else, the mystic
power of magnetic personality, which inspire and attract and keep followers.
Her
trustfulness and generosity, because of her intense, high-strung, nature,
and her eagerness to help and quicken the uplift of Humanity, were, indeed,
at times, rather reckless; and, as could not but happen in such conditions,
she sometimes received and trusted wrong advice, and sometimes undeserving
persons took unfair advantage of her open-handed liberality and readiness
to help — whom she always incorrigibly forgave, despite repeated
experience. But mostly the help went to the deserving — persons as
well as causes.
Loyalty
to Old Colleagues
Her
loyalty to her old colleague, Charles Bradlaugh, was great. She used to
speak about him, now and then. One evening, in 1902 or 1903, a number of
us were sitting around her on a large chauki in the hall of
Shãnti
Kunja. She was praising him in glowing terms, and quoted, with splendid
elocution, some words of his to this effect: [Page
67] “The
thought makes me very happy that my dead body should help to fill the ditch
over which future generations might pass to victory”. With young-mannish
flippancy I remarked that while I, like all Indians who had heard of him,
was a great admirer of his magnificent public spirit, I never could understand
how he managed to reconcile such an ardent, soulful, spiritual aspiration
as that voiced in those noble words, with his a-theism or agnosticism or
denial of Spirit and of Life beyond this body, or whatever else it was;
and that it seemed to me that to draw such self-sacrificing philanthropy
and such active sympathy with unseen and unknown future generations, out
of Disbelief in a Common All-pervading Spirit, was as miraculous a feat
as that of Baron Munchausen, who, when his charger happened to gallop too
far and got struck in a quagmire, gripped it hard with his knees, caught
hold of his own pigtail, gave it a tremendous jerk, and threw both himself
and his war-horse clean outside the quagmire. Annie Besant was visibly
annoyed by my impertinence — though I was rather a favorite of hers
then, and that was why I ventured on it — and pulled me up sharply, “Mr.
Bradlaugh did nothing of the kind”, and changed the conversation.
Afterwards I begged her pardon for my pertness and assured her I entertained
great respect for Mr. Bradlaugh — but I also added that I was still
not quite satisfied about the logical [Page 68] consistency
between the practice and the theory. She agreed, and explained that such
souls were subconsciously or supra-consciously believers in the Universal
Spirit, to which explanation I readily agreed, in turn.
Generosity
One
small instance will show the readiness of her sensitive response even without
a direct request. Pandit Ambã-dãs Shãstri, also now
passed away, teacher in the Ranavîra Patha-shãlã, the
Samskrt Department attached to the C. H. C. — the gift to it of the
late Maharaja Pratap Sinha of Kashmir — had, with difficulty, laid
by a sum of money, for the marriage of his daughter. Salaries were much
smaller then. One morning he came to the Patha-shala almost in tears. The
money had been stolen. My elder brother, Shri Govinda Das, also gone on,
heard of it, and happened to speak to her. “What was the amount”, she
asked. “Rs. 400”, said her informant. At once, out of her own
pocket, she sent the amount by him to the Pandit.
Asceticism
Annie
Besant's food was always of the simplest kind, and vegetarian. Her dress
was not always inexpensive. An Indian lady, a very great public [Page
69] worker
too in her own way, once remarked to me, quite good-humoredly, at a public
function, that A. B.'s dress — of white silk and gold sari with a
few jewels — was not “ascetic”. I explained to her that
her heart was, and that that was enough in her case. The aesthetic dress
was part of her radiant appearance, and helped in the kind of work she
had to do all over the world; and the jewels had been presented to her
by friends, who would not be denied, with the insistence that they must
be worn; one was a signet-ring entrusted to her by H. P. B. The Purãnas
describe cases of 'ascetics' of both kinds, those dressed in royal robes,
discharging loyally their duty to the people, and also those covered with
ashes from the burning-ground. Both are perfect ascetics, having cast off
the sense of private and exclusive property. Yet no ordinary person may
try to imitate either lightly, deceiving himself and others that he has
thus transcended proprietary egoism, without having really done so.
The
three months of the summer of 1901, she spent in Srinagar, Kashmir, as
the guest of the Maharaja. The Text-Book of Hinduism was drafted
there; it was published by the Board of Trustees of the C. H. College,
with some additions and alterations in accordance with the suggestions
of representatives of very different schools of thought within the pale
of Hinduism, to whom copies of the [Page 70] draft
were sent, and after securing their general approval. After the drafting
was finished, she decided to make the pilgrimage to Amar-nãth, which
is made annually by considerable numbers of the devout, some of whom come
from very distant parts of India. The party went in the charge of Dr. Balkrishna
Kaul of Lahore, an enthusiastic worker for the T.S. and the C. H. C. in
those days. Jagadish Chandra Chatterji, who also did good work for the
T.S. in the earlier years, not only in India, but in Europe and the U.S.A.
also, was one of the party. He was a good Samskrt Scholar, and, some years
afterwards, published some valuable old Samskrt works on behalf of the
Kashmir State. In 1901, he helped in the work of the Text-Book of Hinduism by
finding out appropriate texts from the scriptures. Miss Lilian Edgar, another
good and steady worker of the T.S., was also with us. A.B.'s party started
for the pilgrimage about the middle of July. It had to be done partly by
boat up the Jhelum, partly on horseback or on bongla (a sort of
sedan chair, for the ladies), and the last stages on foot. The temple of
Amar-nãth is a large natural cave, situate on the top of a Himalayan
peak about 16,000 feet above sea-level, amidst vast grand scenery of perpetual
snows. The image of Shiva is a triangular block of ice standing in an angle
formed by the rocks within the cave. On the last day of the pilgrimage
(going, and the first returning), a remarkable experience befell us. Our [Page
71] feet
were walking on a great stretch of snow, our bodies were wrapped in warm
clothing, but our heads (at least mine was) feeling very hot, and the sun
was burning and blistering whatever part of the skin of the hands and the
face was directly exposed to its rays. I protected my head with a turban
of loose cloth, but even that was not enough, and I had frequently to scoop
up handfuls of snow and put it on the top of the turban. Amidst such amenities,
of sun and snow, A. B. suddenly determined to do, and did, the last
part of the climb, some two or three furlongs, bare-foot, against
all dissuasions. I cannot remember that any other member of the party performed
the feat. I am sure I did not. After having reached the destination, before
entering the temple-cave, she, like the rest of the party, and as is the
custom, bathed in the waters of a stream which was gurgling through the
hollows of masses of snow on one side of the cave. For the return journey
however, her feet went on strike. They had been too much maltreated by
the snow on which they had been forced to walk, and, even more than the
snow, by the small sharp pieces of stone which were freely scattered over
and mixed with the snow. So we had to swathe her feet in cloth-bandages,
and brought her back with some difficulty to the place where the bonglas had
been left. Such is an example of her capacity for asceticism. [Page
72]
Relations
with Animals
Before
she went over to Adyar, as President of the T. S. in 1907, her one physical
exercise, in Benares, to keep herself in health, was riding, sometimes
varied by cycling. A very pretty mare was once purchased for her. We called
it “Fairy”. With the proverbial 'cuteness of the horse-dealer, the vendor,
a good horseman, did not tell her that the animal showed at times, without
warning, a very distinct will of its own. This was discovered afterwards
when even the experienced coachman, then in her service, who had been a
professional horse-trainer in his younger days, found difficulty in managing
it. But, most curiously, with A. B. the animal was always docile. Only
once did it cause her some trouble. After a round of seven or eight miles
one evening, when we were within about a mile of Shãnti Kunja on
the way back, she called out that her saddle seemed to be slipping sideways.
So we stopped, and, hitching my horse to a way-side plant, I helped her
to alight, and then we walked back with the reins on our arms. We could
not make sure whether the fault was the animal's, or the groom's who had
put the saddle on and fastened the girths. But she had the impression that
somehow the animal got dissatisfied and misbehaved, for the thing occurred
after seven or eight miles had been got through [Page
73] without
any trouble, and the girths had been fixed at the usual holes. It is known
that some horses, rarely, have the trick of contracting their chest. Squirrels
were very fond of her and always came to the veranda at tea-time, for the
many morsels she used to give to them. Such little personal incidents are
mentioned here to illustrate the way in which her personality acquired
its great influence over even animals.
I
once asked her why she did not keep pet dogs, when she was so fond of animals
and animals took to her so kindly, and the psycho-spiritual science of
Theosophy told us that the progress of animal-souls towards the human stage
was quickened, they developed intelligence and “individuality” more rapidly,
if domesticated and petted by human beings. She said that it was so, and
she had kept pet dogs in England, but found that they pined greatly in
her absence, so she had given up pets as her life became more and more
one of perpetual wandering. The “pining” for a loved friend was,
of course, part of the means of individualisation, but she could not bear
the thought of it.
Motherly
Nature
Her
pets, after her coming to India, were human children and young men and
women. She had the true mother-nature, and felt [Page
74] unsatisfied
unless she was caring for and helping the younger generation, collectively
as well as particular individuals, to grow. Many young men and women have
developed fine qualities and powers, and matured into noteworthy individuals,
who might have been very different, if she had not brooded over them with
maternal as well as wise anxiety. She helped them in every way, and, when
they became at all able to undertake work, entrusted them with responsible
tasks, and placed burdens on them, compelling them to go through that best
way of education, learning by doing, and thus to acquire self-confidence
and stand on their own feet. In this respect she was outstandingly different
from those leaders who, either because of excessive anxiety lest the work
be spoilt, or excessive distrust of colleagues and subordinates, or excessive
belief in their own capacity to do everything, retain too much work in
their own hands, do not divide labor properly, or, having done so, continue
to interfere too frequently, and thereby bring about just what they would
avoid, hindrances, delays, repetitions, waste, confusion, and the radical
weakness of the one-man-show. She always divided labor freely between the
younger workers, keeping only the final threads in her hands, and was always
inviting suggestions. Thereby she made all her own and others' work easier
and more successful, and created [Page 75] the
best conditions for its continuation in her absence.
Anxiety
Regarding the Future of the T.S.
It
is true that, for various reasons, which her great age and diminishing
energies made it impossible to control, an anxiety grew in her mind, in
the last three or four years, as to the future of the T. S. This found
public expression in what she said during the Annual Convention of the
T. S. in December, 1930, the last time she came to Benares, for that Convention
and for the All-Asia Educational Conference and the Women's Conference;
the last time when I had the joy of beholding her dear face and touching
her dear hands and feet. She invited public discussion of the subject at
the Convention, and also in the pages of The Theosophist afterwards.
[At her wish I contributed a paper on the subject to The Theosophist in
1931. A fuller statement of the suggestions is now being published in another
pamphlet Ancient versus Modern “Scientific Socialism” or Theosophy
and Capitalism, Fascism Communism.]
Inward
Calm
But
of course she had faith undying in the Spiritual Hierarchy, and knew in
her heart that all was for the best, that those who sent H. P. B. and H.
S. 0. to found the T. S. and who had guided [Page
76] and
inspired herself in the earlier years would see to it that what was needed
to be done was done, inside or outside of the T. S., though, of course,
defective instruments hamper the strongest and most skilful hands, and
the Karma of human beings cannot be discounted even by the Spiritual Hierarchy.
Retirement
There
is a mysterious verse in the Mahã-bhãrata which says
that “the seventh night of the seventh month of the seventy-seventh
year (of every life-time that is long enough to reach that point) is known
as the Bhîma-rathî, (literally, 'the dreadful car', 'the
vehicle of fear'); it is difficult to cross beyond, for sinful souls”
Theosophists
may well put their own mystical interpretation upon it, as indicating that
critical period in the 'fourth round‘ (the seventh Manvantara, with
its seven root-races, seven sub-races of each, etc.) when souls that are
not ready to go forward, drop behind, or, if positively and incurably vicious,
meet with a worse fate, something like annihilation.
In
the literal sense of the verse, Annie Besant's great punya-merit,
great store of good karma, [Page 77] took
her far beyond this seventy-seventh year, in the life of her physical body.
In the superphysical sense, we may well believe that she was one of the
fifth-rounders, who, according to The Mahatma Letters, have been
appearing on this earth, from time to time, to help on younger souls.
After
1930, she gradually gave up work more and more. Even by her long illness,
which was not so much an illness as a quiet retiring inwards of the soul,
in ever increasing degree, while the body faded away slowly and peacefully — even
by this, she helped the persons in charge of the various departments of
the great work, at the Central Headquarters at Adyar and elsewhere, gradually,
without too sudden a shock, to become accustomed to her absence.
My
Personal Debt
How
can I tell my own heavy personal debt to her ? I was never worthy to unloose
the latchet of her shoes; yet she allowed to me the privilege of doing
so, and serving as her personal assistant, in Benares and on some of the
long tours she made in India year after year in connection with the work
of the T. S. and the C. H.C., for some ten years, before she made Adyar
her principal residence after taking up the Presidentship of the T. S.
Once, in 1905, I fell very ill with malarial fever. She was, as usual,
very busy with all kinds of work, and, [Page 78] besides,
was preparing to leave Benares for England, for the summer. One morning,
on coming back to my senses, after a night's mind-wandering, I was astounded
to learn that she had passed nearly the whole of the night on a sofa, near
my sick-bed, taking turns with my wife in trying to soothe my wretched
worthless mind and body. What wonder that we all regarded her as veritable
mother.
Another
incident comes into my mind. She was against the Non-Co-Operation movement
started by Mahatma Gandhi in 1921, in consequence of the flouting, by the
British-Indian Government, of the demands by the Congress for some little
punishment of the officials responsible for the Amritsar Massacre of 1919
and the subsequent horrors of Martial Law in the Punjab. I happened to
disagree with her again, but fortunately this time without any public controversy.
In private, I argued with her good-humouredly that it was she herself who
showed the way by getting interned by the mis-Government in 1917. She said
it was different. So we agreed to differ. But when I happened to find my
way into jail in the winter of 1921-'22, in the very good company of many
others, she, full of tender anxiety for my personal welfare, accompanied
by Miss A. J. Willson, went to see me in the Benares prison. I was deprived
of the satisfaction of serving out my full sentence of one year, and was
let out after only five weeks, because the governmental lawyers looked
into the [Page 79] file
of the case and found serious flaws in the proceedings. The revision seemed
to have been made suo motu. But I have a suspicion that it was due
to the fact that my honored friend, Dr. (Sir) Subramania Iyer, Ex-Chief
Justice of Madras, devoted member of the T. S., wrote strongly to the daily
press on the subject, and that, quite likely, A. B. suggested to him to
do so, though she never told me about it. If she had done so, I am afraid
I would not have expressed much gratitude, for many thousands of Indians,
in all walks of life, were (and have since then, again and again, been)
taking a 'perverse' pleasure in being locked up by the present mis-Government!
But, of course, I was very glad that the officials immediately concerned
in my case, were convicted, out of their own mouths by their own superiors
and without any motion from us, of serious irregularities ! Also, out of
spite against the Government and shame at being out of prison while my
fellow-convicts continued to remain behind bars, I did not return to my
house, but lived on the premises in which the recently started Kashi Vidya-pitha
(a nationalist educational institution) was housed, until the year of the
original sentence ran out. Notwithstanding all such perversities on my
part, her personal kindness to me continued undiminished.
If,
so far as service of my fellow-men is concerned, I have not been able to
become other than a failure, despite all the care and affection she bestowed
on [Page 80] me,
it is due only to my own inherent and incurable deficiencies. But so far
as I myself am concerned, much of what I hold precious I owe to her. What
stronger proof of her gracious kindness to me could there be than that,
in 1929, she said in The Theosophist, that “the bond between us
... will . . . last through the change called death and will bring us together
again in a future life” ? This was again published less than three
months before her passing, in the facsimile of her handwriting, in The Theosophist for
July, 1933. Elsewhere she has said that I have had the privilege of working
with her in past lives. I reverently share this belief, for many reasons,
however unworthy I am of the great privilege it implies. Those who believe
that the soul is immortal, that it puts on and puts off garments of flesh
repeatedly, that strong loves (as also hates) make bonds between souls
which last life after life, that effects are not produced without causes,
and that uncommon colligations must have uncommon causes — those
who hold all this generally, will not find such a particular belief impossible
to hold.
She
is now taking well-earned rest in congenial realms of light, before she
takes up yet another task on earth again. As she says at the close of her Autobiography: “I
am but the servant of the Great Brotherhood, and those on whose heads,
but for a moment, the touch of the Master has rested in blessing, can never
again look upon the world [Page 81] save
through eyes made luminous with the radiance of the
Eternal Peace”.
In
the meanwhile, we all offer our tribute of shraddhã, in the
words of Shri Sarojinî Naidu, our “love and homage, to her whose
radiant spirit rekindled India's faith in her own ideals and destiny”, and
put new life into a people almost dead in soul. As Mahãtmã Gandhî has
said: “As long as India lives, the memory of the magnificent services
rendered by her will also live. She endeared herself to India by making
it her country of adoption, and dedicating her all to it”.
She
was, verily, the Mother of the New India. The students, the staff, and
the managers of the C. H. College, long ago, placed a Samskrt verse below
her portrait in the College Hall:
Sad-buddhi-dugdha-dãnéna,
Vãtsalyén-ottaména
cha,
Mãt-éyam,
mãtar-osmãkam
Kévalam
janma-hétavah.
(Our
mothers did but bring us into this world of sorrows. But this — who
has compassionately nourished us with the milk of righteous knowledge — this
is our true Mother.)
Last
Rites
It
will be a lasting sorrow for me that my lack of the needed meritorious
karma prevented me from sharing, with those more worthy spiritual children [Page
82] of
hers, my worthy sister Miss A. J. Willson, Shri Jinarãjadãsa,
and others, the work of attending on our Mother in her last days on earth.
Yet I take to my heart, with deep gratitude, the consolation that it has
been given to me today to perform the son's last sad duty of entrusting
to the goddess of the sacred river Gangã, in the holy town of Kãshî,
the ashes of her body, in accordance with her wishes.
Realms
of Light
These
wishes were, I humbly believe, intended only to honor the customs of the
Hindu Religion, some of whose simpler non-sectarian outer forms she had
decided to adopt in outer life here.
Dvau
imau purushau loké
Sûrya-mandalabhédinãu
Yogî yoga-samãrurhah,
shûrash-cha
samaré hatah.
Nahi
téna pathã tanu-tyajah
Tanay-ãvarjita-pinda-kãnkshinah.
Bhãwanã yadi
bhavét phala-dãtri,
Mãmakam
nagaram éva hi Kãshî,
Vyãpak-opi
yadi wã Param-Ãtmã,
Tãrakam
kim-iha n-opadishén nah.
“Two
souls”, the old books say, “pass through the photosphere of the Sun
and enter into His Heart of Peace — the warrior who falls, face forward
fighting in defence of the weak and the righteous, and the yogi who has
climbed the steps of yoga, [Page 83] striving
all his life to see the Vision of the Self”. She was both such warrior
and such yogî. Luminous souls like hers do not need the extraneous
help of even such sacred ritual and the mediation of the physical and superphysical
aura of Gangã and Kãshî; they soar into the empyrean
and pass into the regions of Solar Splendor by their own inherent grace
and power and direct inner touch therewith, chanting, as they go, the sacred mantras of
the Véda:
Agné!
naya supathã rãyé
Asmãn,
vishwãni Déva! vayûnãni Vidwãn!
Yuyodhi
asmaj-juhurãnam énah,
Bhûyishthãm
Té nama uktim vidhéma !
Pûshan, Êkarshé, Yama. Sûrya, Prãjãpatya! vyûha rashmîn, samûha téjo, yat Té rûpam kalyãna-tamam, tat Té pashyãmi!
Hiranmayéna
pãtréna
Satyasy-ãpihitam
mukham,
Tat
Twam, Pûshan!, apãvrnu,
Satya-Dharmãya
drshtayé!
OM!
“Eternal
Spirit of Life and Light!, that knowest All!, We bow to Thee. We merge
ourselves in Thee. Consume our sins, and lead us by the shining paths to
the Place of Peace.
Thou
that nourishest and pervadest all, that regulatest and illuminest all,
after having given [Page 84] birth
to all, Thou Spirit of the Sun!, permit that we may pass through Thy
o'erpowering glory, on the pathway woven of Thy beams, and so behold
Thy most auspicious and all-blissful Real Form!
Giver
of Life! permit that the golden veil which covers Thy Face be lifted from
our eyes, so we behold the Central Source of the Light of Truth and of
the Righteousness that issues ever from that One Holy Truth!
OM
l ÂMÎN ! AMEN !
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