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वीरेश्वराय विद्महे
विवेकानन्दाय धीमहि । तन्नो
वीर: प्रचोदयात् ।
CHICAGO,
20th June, 1894.
DEAR DIWANJI SAHEB,
Your very kind note came today. I am so sorry that I could have
caused pain to such a noble heart as yours with my rash and strong
words. I bow down to your mild corrections. "Thy son am I, teach
me thus bowing" — Gita. But you well know, Diwanji Saheb, it was
my love that prompted me to say so. The backbiters, I must tell
you, have not indirectly benefited me; on the other hand, they
have injured me immensely in view of the fact that our Hindu
people did not move a finger to tell the Americans that I
represented them. Had our people sent some words thanking the
American people for their kindness to me and stating that I was
representing them! . . . have been telling the American people
that I have donned the Sannyasin's garb only in America and that I
was a cheat, bare and simple. So far as reception goes, it has no
effect on the American nation; but so far as helping me with funds
goes, it has a terrible effect in making them take off their
helping hands from me. And it is one year since I have been here,
and not one man of note from India has thought it fit to make the
Americans know that I am no cheat. There again the missionaries
are always seeking for something against me, and they are busy
picking up anything said against me by the Christian papers of
India and publishing it here. Now you must know that the people
here know very little of the distinction in India between the
Christian and the Hindu.
Primarily my coming has been to raise funds for an enterprise of
my own. Let me tell it all to you again.
The whole difference between the West and the East is in this:
They are nations, we are not, i.e., civilisation, education here
is general, it penetrates into the masses. The higher
classes in India and America are the same, but the distance is
infinite between the lower classes of the two countries. Why was
it so easy for the English to conquer India? It was because they
are a nation, we are not. When one of our great men dies, we must
sit for centuries to have another; they can produce them as fast
as they die. When our Diwanji Saheb will pass away (which the Lord
may delay long for the good of my country), the nation will see
the difficulty at once of filling his place, which is seen even
now in the fact that they cannot dispense with your services. It
is the dearth of great ones. Why so? Because they have such a
bigger field of recruiting their great ones, we have so small. A
nation of 300 millions has the smallest field of recruiting its
great ones compared with nations of thirty, forty, or sixty
millions, because the number of educated men and women in those
nations is so great. Now do not mistake me, my kind friend, this
is the great defect in our nation and must be removed.
Educate and raise the masses, and thus alone a nation is
possible. Our reformers do not see where the wound is, they
want to save the nation by marrying the widows; do you think that
a nation is saved by the number of husbands its widows get? Nor is
our religion to blame, for an idol more or less makes no
difference. The whole defect is here: The real nation who live in
cottage have forgotten their manhood, their individuality. Trodden
under the foot of the Hindu, Mussulman, or Christian, they have
come to think that they are born to be trodden under the foot of
everybody who has money enough in his pocket. They are to be given
back their lost individuality. They are to be educated. Whether
idols will remain or not, whether widows will have husbands enough
or not, whether caste is good or bad, I do not bother myself with
such questions. Everyone must work out his own salvation.
Our
duty is to put the chemicals together, the crystallisation will
come through God's laws. Let us put ideas into their heads, and
they will do the rest. Now this means educating the masses.
Here are these difficulties. A pauper government cannot, will not,
do anything; so no help from that quarter.
Even supposing we are in a position to open schools in each
village free, still the poor boys would rather go to the plough to
earn their living than come to your school. Neither have we the
money, nor can we make them come to education. The problem seems
hopeless. I have found a way out. It is this.
If the
mountain does not come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the
mountain. If the poor cannot come to education, education must
reach them at the plough, in the factory, everywhere. How? You
have seen my brethren. Now I can get hundreds of such, all
over India, unselfish, good, and educated. Let these men go
from village to village bringing not only religion to the door
of everyone but also education. So I have a nucleus of
organising the widows also as instructors to our women.
Now suppose the villagers after their day's work have come to
their village and sitting under a tree or somewhere are smoking
and talking the time away. Suppose two of these educated
Sannyasins get hold of them there and with a camera throw
astronomical or other pictures, scenes from different nations,
histories, etc. Thus with globes, maps, etc. — and all this orally
— how much can be done that way, Diwanji? It is not that the eye
is the only door of knowledge, the ear can do all the same. So
they would have ideas and morality, and hope for better. Here our
work ends. Let them do the rest. What would make the Sannyasins do
this sacrifice, undertake such a task? — religious enthusiasm.
Every new religious wave requires a new centre. The old religion
can only be revivified by a new centre. Hang your dogmas or
doctrines, they never pay. It is a character, a life, a centre, a
God-man that must lead the way, that must be the centre round
which all other elements will gather themselves and then fall like
a tidal wave upon the society, carrying all before it, washing
away all impurities. Again, a piece of wood can only easily be cut
along the grain. So the old Hinduism can only be reformed through
Hinduism, and not through the new-fangled reform movements. At the
same time the reformers must be able to unite in themselves the
culture of both the East and the West. Now do you not think that
you have already seen the nucleus of such a great movement, that
you have heard the low rumblings of the coming tidal wave? That
centre, that God-man to lead was born in India. He was the great
Ramakrishna Paramahamsa, and round him this band is slowly
gathering. They will do the work. Now, Diwanji Maharaj, this
requires an organisation, money — a little at least to set the
wheel in motion. Who would have given us money in India? — So,
Diwanji Maharaj, I crossed over to America. You may remember I
begged all the money from the poor, and the offers of the rich I
would not accept because they could not understand my ideas. Now
lecturing for a year in this country, I could not succeed at all
(of course, I have no wants for myself) in my plan for raising
some funds for setting up my work. First, this year is a very bad
year in America; thousands of their poor are without work.
Secondly, the missionaries and the Brahmo Samajists try to thwart
all my views. Thirdly, a year has rolled by, and our countrymen
could not even do so much for me as to say to the American people
that I was a real Sannyasin and no cheat, and that I represented
the Hindu religion. Even this much, the expenditure of a few
words, they could not do! Bravo, my countrymen! I love them,
Diwanji Saheb. Human help I spurn with my foot. He who has been
with me through hills and dales, through deserts or forests, will
be with me, I hope; if not, some heroic soul would arise some time
or other in India, far abler than myself, and carry it out. So I
have told you all about it. Diwanji, excuse my long letter, my
noble friend, one of the few who really feel for me, have real
kindness for me. You are at liberty, my friend, to think that I am
a dreamer, a visionary; but believe at least that I am sincere to
the backbone, and my greatest fault is that I love my country only
too, too well. May you and yours be blessed ever and ever, my
noble, noble friend. May the shadow of the Almighty ever rest on
all those you love. I offer my eternal gratitude to you. My debt
to you is immense, not only because you are my friend, but also
because you have all your life served the Lord and your motherland
so well.
Ever yours in gratitude,
VIVEKANANDA.
Todays-Special
20-June in
Swami Vivekananda Life
20 June 1894 : Swami Vivekananda
wrote to Sri Haridas Viharidas Desai from Chicago... A very
imp letter...
Primarily my coming has been to raise funds for an enterprise
of my own. Let me tell it all to you again.
The whole difference between the West and the East is in this:
They are nations, we are not, i.e., civilisation, education
here is general, it penetrates into the masses. The higher
classes in India and America are the same, but the distance is
infinite between the lower classes of the two countries. Why
was it so easy for the English to conquer India? It was
because they are a nation, we are not. When one of our great
men dies, we must sit for centuries to have another; they can
produce them as fast as they die..... Why so? Because they
have such a bigger field of recruiting their great ones, we
have so small. A nation of 300 millions has the smallest field
of recruiting its great ones compared with nations of thirty,
forty, or sixty millions, because the number of educated men
and women in those nations is so great....Educate and raise
the masses, and thus alone a nation is possible....The real
nation who live in cottage have forgotten their manhood, their
individuality. Trodden under the foot of the Hindu, Mussulman,
or Christian, they have come to think that they are born to be
trodden under the foot of everybody who has money enough in
his pocket. They are to be given back their lost
individuality. They are to be educated.
Power
of The Universe