The
Mother has said: “Let the world recognize me.” And the
world is doings so. The Sikhs and the Rajputs on the battle
fields of Europe are only supplementing the endeavors
of Prof. Bose and the other intellectual leaders of Great
India.
The Mother has said : “ I Manifest myself once again
in my true glory”. And the nation look at her and say
: “Thy beauty is great. It will be a joy for ever unto
all humanity.” The intellectual classes of th West have
already felt the world’s need for India. And we hope
that our soldiers will convert the Western “masses”
also the cult of Great India.
For the “masses”, with their instinctive love for expressed
realities, everywhere demand physical proofs from spiritual
changes. And the “masses” are quite right.
To England especially, the Sea Queen of the West, the
Mother has offered a beautiful message which, we hope,
England will ever remember with feelings of love, and
the world, too, will ever recognize as the fore-shadowing
of a higher human civilization.
The journals of a country are a real mirror of the people’s
mentality, although the editors may not always mean
them to be so. The world is moved by the iron laws of
Nature. And the thinkers of a country cannot possibly
help writing down the actual thoughts of the people
of that country.
To England, the Mother has said: “Take all. The entire
manhood of my children is at your disposal. Enlist them;
let them fight for you, let them vanquish your foes
and sustain your greatness.
“Take more than you want. Take all.”
Love is grater that hate. Young India has freely offered
itself for military service. I do not hink that anyone
is so foolish as to throw a suspicion on the motives
of utter nobility and love that prompt this demand for
enlistment.
Some have talked of a reward: “England! Will you give
us Self-Government after this War? Will you listen to
your own higher voice, to the inspired words of your
poets, philosophers, and seers? Will you dare to reject
the consels of a pitiful Machiavellism?” We fervently
hope you will. But whether you will do so or not, we
shall never grudge our efforts to aid you. For deeds
will count before the Gods, even if they sometimes fail
to count before men. The High Gods, even if they sometimes
fail to count before men. The High Gods have assured
us of life, and we rest content.
India, henceforth, will have only one prayer on her
lips, while serving humanity with all her might. And
that prayer will be addressed to Heaven:
“Make my arms mighty for service, and my thought mighty
for love. For by such means will immortality be best
ensured in the coming era of human evolution”.
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New
India
18.03.1915