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वीरेश्वराय विद्महे
विवेकानन्दाय धीमहि । तन्नो
वीर: प्रचोदयात् ।
228 WEST 39TH STREET,
NEW YORK,
23rd December, 1895.
DEAR SHARAT,
Your letter only made me sad. I see you have lost all enthusiasm.
I know all of you, your powers and your limitations. I would not
have called you to any task which you are incompetent to do. The
only task I would have given you was to teach elementary Sanskrit,
and with the help of dictionaries and other things assist S. in
his translations and teachings. I would have moulded you to it.
Anyone could have done as well — only a little smattering of
Sanskrit was absolutely necessary. Well, everything is for the
best. If it is the Lord's work the right man for the right place
will be forthcoming in the right time. None of you need feel
disturbed. As for Sanyal, I don't care who takes money or not, but
I have a strong hatred for child-marriage. I have suffered
terribly from it, and it is the great sin for which our nation has
to suffer. As such, I would hate myself if I help such a
diabolical custom directly or indirectly. I wrote to you pretty
plain about it, and Sanyal had no right to play a hoax upon me
about his "law-suit" and his attempts to become free. I am sorry
for his playing tricks on me who have never done him any harm.
This is the world. What good you do goes for nothing, but if you
stop doing it, then, Lord help you, you are counted as a rogue.
Isn't it? Emotional natures like mine are always preyed upon by
relatives and friends. This world is merciless. This world is our
friend when we are its slaves and no more. This world is broad
enough for me. There will always be a corner found for me
somewhere. If the people of India do not like me, there will be
others who do. I must set my foot to the best of my ability upon
this devilish custom of child-marriage. No blame will entail on
you. You keep at a safe distance if you are afraid. I am sorry,
very sorry, I cannot have any partnership with such doings as
getting husbands for babies. Lord help me, I never had and never
will have. Think of the case of M__ Babu! Did you ever meet a more
cowardly or brutal one than that? I can kill the man who gets a
husband for a baby. The upshot of the whole thing is — I want
bold, daring, adventurous spirits to help me. Else I will work
alone. I have a mission to fulfil. I will work it out alone. I do
not care who comes or who goes. Sanyal is already done for by
Samsâra. Beware, boy! That was all the advice I thought it my duty
to give you. Of course, you are great folks now — my words will
have no value with you. But I hope the time will come when you
will see clearer, know better, and think other thoughts than you
are now doing.
Good-bye! I would not bother you any more, and all blessings go
with you all. I am very glad I have been of some service to you
sometimes if you think so. At least I am pleased with myself for
having tried my best to discharge the duties laid on me by my
Guru, and well done or ill, I am glad that I tried. So good-bye.
Tell Sanyal that I am not at all angry with him, but I am sorry,
very sorry. It is not the money — that counts nothing — but the
violation of a principle that pained me, and the trick he played
on me. Good-bye to him also, and to you all. One chapter of my
life is closed. Let others come in their due order. They will find
me ready. You need not disturb yourselves at all about me. I want
no help from any human being in any country. So good-bye! May the
Lord bless you all for ever and ever!
VIVEKANANDA.
27 June 1895 : At Thousand Island -
Inspired Talks - My Master taught that religion is one;
all prophets teach the same; but they can only present the
principle in a form; so they take it out of the old form and put
it before us in a new one. When we free ourselves from name and
form, especially from a body — when we need no body, good or bad
— then only do we escape from bondage. Eternal progression is
eternal bondage; annihilation of form is to be preferred. We
must get free from any body, even a "god-body". God is the only
real existence, there cannot be two. There is but One Soul, and
I am That.
Good works are only valuable as a means of escape; they do good
to the doer, never to any other.
Knowledge is mere classification. When we find many things of
the same kind we call the sum of them by a certain name and are
satisfied; we discover "facts", never "why". We take a circuit
in a wider field of darkness and think we know something! No
"why" can be answered in this world; for that we must go to God.
The Knower can never be expressed; it is as when a grain of salt
drops into the ocean, it is at once merged in the ocean.
27 June 1899 - Letter to Sister Christine
Thought