MY DEAR C. R.,
Somehow or other I need your letter to feel that all is well with
you. My position is this. My body and mind are living in a world by
which I remain unaffected, but in which I am being tried. My soul
is living in a world physically away from me and yet a world by which
I am and want to be affected. You are a part of that world and perhaps
the nearest to me. My innermost being wants your approbation of what
I am doing and thinking. I may not always succeed in getting it, but
it craves for your verdict.
Now you understand exactly why I want to hear from you apart from
many other reasons. You must let me have if it is only a postcard
every week. Mahadev, Devdas, Pyarelal1 should keep you posted with
what is going on.
And you must keep well.
Your sadhana2 is the development of the place where you are and a
scientific test of our theory of the value of hand-spinning. Even
if it proves untrue in the end, neither we nor the world will have
lost anything, for I know that we are true in the sense that we have
full faith in the programme and, if it is intrinsically not immoral,
our theory can be claimed to be true, when a fairly large number of
villages sustain hand-spinning and Khadi without protection as the
whole of India sustain home cookery without protection. Surely this
is a long introduction to what I want to say. Here is Pitt's letter
and the letters from Kelappan. I am simply saying that we must keep
nominally a Satyagrahi at the Eastern gate unless the local men think
otherwise. But you may come to other conclusion. You should write
to Kelappan. He seems to be a nice, useful man.