I do not know in what terms to praise you. Your love and your character fascinate me and so also your self-examination. I am not fit to measure your worth. I accept your own estimate and assume the position of a father to you. You seem almost to have met a long-felt wish of mine. In my view a father is, in fact, a father only when he has a son who surpasses him in virtue. A real son, likewise, is one who improves on what the father has done; if the father is truthful, firm of mind and compassionate, the son will be all this in a greater measure. This is what you have made yourself. I don't see that you owe your achievement to any effort of mine. Hence, I accept the role you offer to me as a gift of love. I shall strive to be worthy of it; and, if ever I become another Hiranyakashipu, oppose me respectfully as Prahlad, who loved God, disobeyed him.
It is true as you say that, though outside the Ashram, you have scrupulously
observed its rules. I never doubted that you would return. Besides,
I had your written messages, read out by Mama. May God grant you long
life, and use you for the uplift of India.
I don't see any need for changes in your diet just yet. Do not give
up milk for the present. On the contrary, increase the quantity, if
About the railways, no Satyagraha is required.
What is wanted is intelligent workers to carry on propaganda. In the
issue in Kheda District, Satyagraha may possibly have to be offered.
I am something of a tramp these days. In a day or two, I shall have
to leave for Delhi.
More when you arrive. Everyone is looking forward to seeing you.2