We have an idea that we Indians can do something, and amongst the Indians we Bengalis may laugh at this idea; but I do not. My mission in life is to rouse a struggle in you. Whether you are an Advaitin, whether you are a qualified monist or dualist, it does not matter much. ButContinue reading “INDIA DIES NOT”
1. Paradox 2. Awakened India 3. Flowers for the Departed 4. Wave in the Ganges 5. Going Home 6. Woodsong 7. Rhapsody in Satchidananda 8. Why Weepest Thou My Child?
10th June, 1898. MY DEAR FRIEND, I appreciate your letter very much and am extremely happy to learn that the Lord is silently preparing wonderful things for our motherland. Whether we call it Vedantism or any ism, the truth is that Advaitism is the last word of religion and thought and the only position fromContinue reading “Vivekananda, Letter to Mohammed Sarfaraz Husain of Naini Tal, Almora”
In this essay, Swamiji enjoins Indians to unite in loving brotherhood in protection of their sisters, wives, and daughters. He emphasizes that the uplift of India is impossible so long as the nation’s leaders ignore the inherent worth of women and the poor. The causes of their ongoing oppression lie in foreign conquests, the dishonoringContinue reading ““Our Greatest National Sin” by Sw. Vivekananda”
The peasant, the shoemaker, the sweeper, and such other lower classes of India have much greater capacity for work and self-reliance than you. They have been silently working through long ages and producing the entire wealth of the land, without a word of complaint. (8) Never mind if they have not read a few booksContinue reading “The Salt of the Earth”
All over the country, since Independence, there has been a great deal of enthusiasm amongst the people, particularly among our young men, to rebuild our nation. It is very commendable. But then, before one takes up this work one must have a clear idea of the India that is to be. A painter paints aContinue reading “Sw. Vireswarananda, President, Ramakrishna Math and Mission, Preface to Sw. Vivekananda’s Rebuild India”
Dark Rapture, Beauford Delaney Wherein are words sublime or noble? What Invests one speech with haloed eminence, Makes it the sesame for all doors shut, Yet in its like sees but impertinence? Is it the hue? Is it the cast of eye, The curve of lip or Asiatic breath, Which mark a lesser place forContinue reading “Karenge Ya Marenge (Do or Die) by Countee Cullen”