MOST DEAR MASTER,
I thank you profoundly for having answered my first letter to you—I
had never dared to hope such a thing! I have eagerly taken to heart
all you said, and I now venture to write to you again, my year of
self- imposed trial being more than half over.
The first impulse has never faded, but on the contrary my desire to
serve you has grown ever more and more fervent. It is impossible to
express in words the greatness of the inspiration which impels me
but I pray God with all my heart that I may be able to give expression
to my love in work—in acts. However humble they may be they
will at least be utterly sincere.
And now I want to put before you my most earnest request:
May I come to your Ashram to study spinning and weaving, to learn
to live your ideals and principles in daily life, and indeed to learn
in what way I may hope to serve you in the future? In order to become
a fit servant of your cause I feel the absolute necessity of that
training and I will do my very best to be a not too unworthy pupil
if you will accept me!
In the meantime I continue my preparations as best I can. I spin and
weave (only with wool, nobody seeming to know about the management
of cotton in France or England). With the aid of many kind Indian
friends I perplex my head over long Hindustani exercises I read. What
a revelation is that reading! The more I enter into Indian thought,
the more I feel as if I were reaching at last, a long lost home.
In matters of daily life I simplify as much as is possible under present
circumstances. I have given up the drinking of all wines, beers or
spirits, and I no longer eat meat of any kind.
My being is filled with a great joy and a great anguish. The joy of
giving all I have to you and to your people and the anguish of being
able to give so little.
I pine for the day when I shall come to India. Alas, there are still
five months to wait! I reach Bombay on November 6th, and if I am permitted
to join the Ashram I will take the train that evening arriving at
Ahmedabad the next morning.
Dear Master, may I come?
Please do not think of troubling to reply to this letter yourself,
but perhaps you could send me a word of answer through someone else.
Ever your humble and most devoted servant,