6 Grosvenor Place,
Hyde Park Corner, S.W.1
2nd Sept. 1920
How I loved every hour of my brief holiday by the sea and among the
peace-enfolded woods and mountains of Wales where the people are so strangely
akin to us, with their ardent and simple, mystic and melancholy temperament,
quickly responsive alike to sorrow and joy.
But now alas I am once more in London. I have come down from the hills of vision
to the whirlpool of action! from the kindly shepherds on the hillside and the
friendly women spinning in their cottage doorways to the strife and stress of
the daily round. It does not spell tranquillity to one's mind, but might
contribute somewhat to the victory of the Indian nation in its struggle!
I send you a full harvest of happenings - by no means the "harvest of a
First there is my letter to the Secretary of State in reply to the Government of
India's telegram to him regarding my charges about the ill-treatment of women
during the period of martial law in the Punjab. What an unworthy document and
how unconvincing to any sane or sincere mind!
I send you also my letter to the member of the Khilafat delegation, who
left yesterday - and my letter to Viceroy which they have taken back with them
together with my Kaiser-i-Hind gold medal which was bestowed on me long
ago - in King Edward's time.
I am filled with anxiety about the result of the Special Congress but my faith
is always stronger than my fear and my hope of tomorrow is always greater than
my despair of today... Immediate or apparent failure leaves me undismayed or
even disturbed in my inmost self because I am so certain of ultimate and
real success. For I believe that all thoughts and endeavours that are born of
intense conviction are the guarantee of their own abiding triumph.
I am enclosing a poem that will rejoice your spirit - will you pass it on to be
a shining inspiration to India? It is written by my friend the great Irish poet
A. E. in honour of that invincible spirit who is dying heroically, hour by hour,
the Mayor of Cork: a true satyagrahi.
When the whole of India is animated by such courage, such devotion, such joyous
and indomitable martyrdom - then indeed - and only then will Freedom be a word
of living significance in the vocabulary of our people.
I am I believe very ill and suffer much pain - but I dare say I shall get better
How glad I am that Sarala Devi has once more found the inspiration and scope to
exercise her great gifts in the service of the country; how especially happy I
am that she is associated with you in the cause that is the very heart of my
heart - the Hindu-Muslim unity.
My younger child is spending her holiday with me, enjoying herself immensely,
and proving herself possessed of an almost Bolshevik energy in her
denunciations... and her defence of the right attitudes and ideals of life! She
is a fierce little patriot, with a passionate, implacable love of freedom.
You have heard, have you not, about my son Mina? Such an excellent piece of good
fortune has befallen him - from my point of view - in the Govt. of India's
refusal to give him a commission at Sandhurst because he was my son. It
is the greatest tribute I have ever had paid me, but Mina does not yet realise,
poor child, what a paradox it would have been for my son to be in an army which
as Padmaja so aptly says converted Amritsar into a place of tragedy and tears.
I send my love to Mrs. Gandhi, Anasuya and all other friends and comrades.
Your affectionate and loyal,
From: S N 7235