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• Swami Chinmayananda - Abridged
• S.C.Bose - Letter to his mother - Abridged
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• Swami Vivekananda’s letter to Niveditha - Abridged

My beloved Indian,

I am now almost on the shores of India; I can almost hug her from here. I can smell her mangoes, her rain soaked earth, her fragrant peace & sweet tenderness. There is no place on earth as the face of my country.

Her corruptions and vulgarities touch her surface but deep within she is pure , sincere, clean and noble. Her weakness are like the sweat on a healthy young labourer and after a days work he takes a bath, he is cool and fresh again. If our country can have a nobler lead with a clear vision and a firmer purposefulness, I am sure all these stinks in our life will wash off allowing the fragrance of our culture to waft every pore in her.

With your own purity of life with your knowledge and sadhana, tempered nobility with your wisdom and faith in our ancient culture we can accomplish this sacred abulition the divine anointment of our country.

In her cultural revival lies the hope of a new era for the tired and the weary world of passionate materialism. You can do this work for our mother land honestly and sincerely.

Contribute your share for the cultural revival of India.

With all hope, thy oneself
Swami Chinmayananda

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Ranchi
Sunday

Dear mother,

You are a mother; but do you belong only to us? No, you are the mother of all Indians. If every Indian is your child, has not the sorrow of your children moved your heart? Mother, you have travelled to all corners of India. Does your heart not bleed seeing the present pitiable helpless situation of Indians? Mother, is not our land alone in a pitiable state? See the state of our religion. What is the present state of Hinduism, which was once so sacred and stable. Is our “Sanatana” religion going to lie down? Tell me mother, does this not bring sorrow and tears?

Mother, please see the disgraceful situation of your children. Look at the disgrace of the sacred “Sanatana dharma”. Now, it is at a stage of being buried. Atheism, faithlessness and false beliefs are destroying our culture. We have slipped from what great heights! Will our country continue falling like this. Is there not even one son, who is selfless to dedicate his life to uplift his mother from disgrace? Mother, for how long will we keep sleeping? How can we feast when the country is weeping? Our ancient culture is now in the deathbed. Will our hearts not melt atleast now?

How long can we rest when our country and culture is being destroyed? We cannot afford to be patient any longer. We have to caste aside laziness and delusion and start working. But how many are ready to throw aside their own prosperity and dedicate their lives to serve the mother. After several lakhs of births and deaths, we have attained this human form. We have got an intellect, emotions and other higher values. But, what is the use of this human birth if we continue to live a life content by food, comfort, indulgance and sensuousness. I pray God that I live a life of service.

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My beloved ones,

There is an increase in the number of people who want to enslave another country, exploit its resources and leave its people as beggars. But, the end is the same for a king and the beggar – just 8 feet of land for all, either to bury or burn.

But for sure a day will dawn, to end this tyrant rule in this sacred land. I am not sure if I will see you all again. But I am sure, I am not the only son of mother India. Bharath Matha has crores of sons. The flaming fire of the quest of freedom in my heart will never die down. The thought of liberating our MotherLand that has filled my heart will never rest unless the British Empire collapses in our country (even if my body burns down to ashes). We have to pay a price for our freedom. Anything obtained free is seldom valued. So today, I sacrifice myself. Tomorrow you may have to follow me. To free the crores of people, for their prosperity, should not atleast 36 lakh people sacrifice their lives? We will sacrifice! But should we not perform our duty till death! Do not waste even a single moment. Serve the cause of freeing the nation. It is glorious to die at service. This is man’s prime duty. Do not forget the motherland at any situation. Use all situations to free the motherland. This is the last message I give, my friends.

Do not worry about me! Let the sorrow of the country alone bother you. Do not lose strength. Cowardice will engulf the mind, which has no strength. Do not forget this. Good-bye. My salutations to you all.

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SRINAGAR, KASHMIR 1st October 1897

Dear Margo,

Some people do the best work when lead. Not every one is born to lead. The best leader however is one who “leads like a baby”. The baby, though apparently depending on everyone, is the king of the household. At least, to my thinking, that is the secret. . . . .
Many feel, only a few can express. It is the power of expressing one’s love and appreciation and sympathy for others that enables a person to succeed better in spreading the idea than others. The great difficulty is this: I see persons giving me almost the whole of their love, but I must not give any one the whole of mine in return, for that day the work would be ruined. Yet there are some who will look for such a return, not having the breadth of impersonal view. It is absolutely necessary to the work that I should have the enthusiastic love of as many as possible, while I myself remain entirely impersonal. Otherwise jealousy and quarrels would break up every thing. A leader must be impersonal. I am sure you understand this. I do not mean that he should be a brute, making use of devotion of others for his own ends, and laughing in his sleeve mean while. What I mean is what I am, intensely personal in my love, but having the power to pluck out my heart with my own hand, if it becomes necessary, “for the good of many, for the welfare of many”, as Buddha said. Madness of love, and yet in it no bondage. Matter changed into spirit by the force of love. Nay, that is the gist of Vedanta. There is but one, seen by the ignorant as many but by the wise as god. The history of civilization is the progressive reading of spirit into matter. The ignorant see the person in the non person. The sages see the non person in the person. Through pain and pleasure, through joy and sorrow, this is the one lesson we are learning…

Yours ever with love and truth
Vivekananda

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