No need to mention that the editing of Sri Aurobindo’s
works cannot be left in the hands of a fraudulent characterless loafer who
harbours hatred towards India. That a fraud cheated us by wearing a mask of
deception does not mean that, when we have discovered the cheat, we must place
him in the panel of experts. (Extract from Third Letter)
Sudha Sinha’s
First Letter to Manoj Das Gupta
(Mother, may I not write a single word
that is untrue and inappropriate)
Manoj-da
I am writing with great anguish; how
nice it would have been if you did not allow Peter’s affair to get so much
complicated and I would not have had to write this letter. I am not writing
this only on my behalf, but on behalf of many persons whom I know and who are
hurt by Peter’s shameless conduct.
You may remember many
years ago, when this document [Lives of Sri Aurobindo] full of
denigrating falsehood had not yet come to light, I had met you at your
residence having taken time from you. There was only one purpose of my
interview with you, to make you aware of Peter’s licentious behaviour.
I had told you that this man uses foul language
towards Sri Aurobindo which I find difficult to tolerate. I had also told you
that this man with no faith towards Sri Aurobindo is not trustworthy and it is
wrong to let him have access to Sri Aurobindo’s manuscripts. You had given me a
hearing and assured me that you will look into the matter.
That day I had told you
only this much that this man is not only disrespectful towards Sri Aurobindo,
but also spiteful. But I did not tell you that he is also characterless; I had
it in my mind even at that moment, but felt it would be irrelevant. Today I am
telling you that his character’s logical disease is so acute that even while
writing about the Supreme Master he is possessed by his lust. Sri
Ramakrishna Paramhansa had said that your belch will smell of the food you have
eaten, so what is in Peter’s stomach has spread its foul odour in his writing.
I had also not told you
that Peter is a first rate ‘racist’. He made the environment heavy with his ‘we
Americans’ and ‘these Indians’ mentality. In this work his collaborator was
Richard Hartz, who is no less in his anti-Indian attitude and lack of
character. In fact, encouraged and nourished by your letters, he is now
spreading his wings, getting in touch with people who are out to spread
misconceptions about Indian culture in a systematic manner.
I do not know how
seriously you will take my words. You and a handful of people who are
encouraging Peter through their words are disrespecting the feelings of a large
section of those who are hurt by Peter’s crime. Maybe you will succeed for the
moment in your deceptive plan due to your power, but in the end it is Truth
that wins and not falsehood. Your saying that he who was troubling you drowned
in the sea sounded so childish to me! Manoj da! There are so many people
against Peter that the sea will be too small to drown them all.
Valmiki has said that
even in Kaliyuga there will be such persons who will take the side of Truth
regardless of their personal loss or gain; I can see that the numbers of those
who would stand by Truth are increasing by the day. They want to know what is
making you helplessly side with falsehood! If you are under some threat, then
do let us know that as well! What is the dilemma that is making you collaborate
with the person who is out to drag down the prestige of Sri Aurobindo, the
Mother, and the Sri Aurobindo Ashram on a global level to the filth and mire of
earth?
Sudha Sinha
28.06.2010
Sudha Sinha’s
Second Letter to Manoj Das Gupta
(Mother,
whatever I write may be favourable to your work)
Sub: Asuric
interference in the work of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother
Manoj-da
Everybody
expected that you will understand this; that you will feel the obstruction of
the asuric resistance against the vast divine work that is being done upon
earth by Sri Aurobindo and the Mother. The expectation was even more so from
you since you have been nurtured and grown up in the atmosphere of the embodied
Presence of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother. But it seems now that your condition
is like the ladle described in the Vedas that, though dipped in the soup for
all its life, yet knows not its taste. You have said that Nolini-da cautioned
you towards money and sex; fortunately, I too have received qualitative
blessings from Nolini-da – he must have cautioned you against power as well!
Because he believed false pride of power to be the root of all ills!
You believe
that many persons are with you. But when I studied the situation carefully,
then I found that everyone believes that semi-literate, lustful taxi driver
Peter has staged a dangerous deception to enter the Sri Aurobindo Ashram
Archives, and the book his organizers have made him write is a grave offence
against Sri Aurobindo, the Mother, Sri Aurobindo Ashram and those who are
moving ahead on this path.
But an even
more heinous offence is, having known and understood everything, yet to be in league
with the offender. It is not merely an offence of the outer practical
world, but it is that subtle offence, which Sri Aurobindo describes as
collaborating with falsehood.
Why do you feel
that people are with you? Being practical most persons do not wish to spoil
their relation with you due to your power and position. This is somewhat like
the secularism of present day Indian politicians who, to win Muslim votes, will
participate in Iftar parties during the day but quietly ask for
forgiveness at the Hanuman temple in the evening. Deceiving themselves and you,
they pray in their hearts to that Mother! You know everything, it is a question
of our bread and butter! – and the Mother would forgive Her helpless children
because She has limitless patience. But She is waiting as well. And this
time-bound wait is linked to Her form of Kali. Do not think that I am trying to
scare you just as you tried to scare those who went to meet you regarding Peter
by childishly narrating the story of your opponent drowning in the sea. I am
not trying to scare you by warning you of the wrath of the Divine Mother, but
saying only this much not to harbor the illusion that these people are with
you. In reality, all those who have chosen to come and live here for whatever
reason are under the Mother’s Protection. And they who are under the Mother’s
Protection are with the Truth, and the outer aspect of truth is this that this
book which Peter has written is insulting towards Sri Aurobindo, the Mother,
Sri Aurobindo Ashram and those who are advancing along this path; it is also
against the laws of the legal world; its publication should be cancelled and
the book thrown into the dustbin and action taken against Peter and his
collaborators. The inner truth that is not in our sight, is that through this
episode the downward forces must get eliminated. We are also sorry that you
have to labour so much to save this crooked swindler and fraudster; you must
also be feeling pained to misuse the money from the Ashram treasury for this
purpose. That is why right from the beginning, I have tried to remind you that
Nolini-da must have recounted to you the dangers of pride and power; he used to
say that the man who is lying in vanity loses his ability to think.
With humility
Sudha Sinha
1st July,
2010
Sudha Sinha’s
Third Letter to Manoj Das Gupta
(Mother! Grant
me your blessings so that my memory and expression remain faultless)
Having come to
Pondicherry with the aim of offering my services to the Ashram, after
retirement from government services, I met Shri Jayantilal Parikh, the founder
and main person in charge of the Sri Aurobindo Ashram Archives. I learnt that
he was in search of a person who was good at Hindi. I carried with me one or
two earlier publications of mine which he glanced through cursorily and asked
me a few questions. I gathered that he felt reassured about me. He told me to
join work the very next day and added that he will inform the person who is
looking after the inmates’ work distribution that I am working at the Archives.
He also fixed up the time for me and said that for now he would want me to
start translating Sri Aurobindo’s unpublished writings on Kalidas. He arranged
for me to have the original manuscripts in English and I started the work
immediately remembering the Mother and Sri Aurobindo. Till that time there was
no English-Hindi dictionary at the Archives; I took a copy of Dr Kamil Bulke’s
English – Hindi dictionary and respectfully placed it there amidst other books
of reference.
The joy of
translating lines from Sri Aurobindo was beyond description. I was experiencing
that divine joy and upliftment. One day I was stuck at a certain portion; I felt
as if I neither had the words nor the skill to express it. I tried to gather
everything possible from all the corners of my mind, but this mental effort was
of no use. Feeling lost, I stopped working; but before leaving the place I did
this much -- I noted the difficult passage in my diary.
My mind kept
hovering over the lines till I was awake. A sense of otherness came on me. I
sleep well; so it must have been that day as well! It was around 3 in the
morning, I woke up fresh and felt like writing something. Something? I did not
understand what was happening – something started coming from somewhere and
like an instrument I opened my diary and translated those lines[1],
and that too in poetic form. I couldn’t believe it; it was actually poetry. I
read it again and again, there was no need to change anything much; I prepared
a second draft (I had not yet started working on computers till then).
On reaching the
Archives I went straight to Jayantilal-da and told him my experience. I
recounted it spontaneously. The state with which I had been overcome while
translating those lines, I felt Jayantilal had entered that
state himself, and his throat was full of that feeling. The sense of what he
conveyed to me with great emotion was that he was very happy and that I was
open to the positive forces that helped me while writing. On that day itself,
he took the decision that when the book with those essays will be published, it
will carry this passage as its foreword. So did it happen. The words that
Jayantilal-da said in praise of me and the blessings he gave, I would like to
keep them to myself; but this much I can tell that his last blessing-command
was – ‘Keep it as it is’.
Just then Peter
came up to him like a comet. He had some papers in his hand. He started raising
his voice to say something to him. He was showing him those pages shaking his
hands. What I could understand was that he had come to quarrel with
Jayantilal-da for having raised objection to his editing some of the
unpublished portions of Sri Aurobindo in a capricious manner. He was as
excitable as Jayantilal-da was calm. At that moment I asked to take leave of
him and he permitted me with a nod of his head.
Jayantilal-da
started keeping ill health. His naturally smiling countenance began to be
enveloped by a shadow of gloom and repentance. He could not survive long with
the grief and pain he bore in his heart owing to Peter. One day, when he was
disturbed due to Peter’s insulting attitude, I went to ask him something. He
said – ‘I am fed up with this man!’ He then spoke in Hindi – ‘I will have to do
something.’ But before he could do anything, before he could save the Archives
from Peter’s dark hands, he left this world. After the influence of
Jayantilal-da’s physical presence was gone, the asura got a free hand.
He started robbing the place. He started speaking openly against Sri Aurobindo.
It is only after this that I met Shri Manoj Dasgupta and brought to his notice
Peter’s unabashed deeds. But I found that Peter and his collaborators were never
restrained. That unfortunate, semi-literate, unrefined profligate kept writing
books against Sri Aurobindo while sitting inside the Archives room. The mask of
deception was that he was editing Sri Aurobindo’s new set of works. There was
nobody to keep an eye on the delay in the work and the inner treachery; even
now there is none, because the Ashram’s administration is in the PIT of Peter.
There is a need
to look carefully at all the books that Peter has touched with his dirty hands;
it is necessary to investigate and remove whatever and wherever he may have put
objectionable things. Towards this end there is a need for a team of highly
learned men to work day and night who 1. understand Sri Aurobindo’s literature,
2. have faith in Sri Aurobindo, 3. are conversant with Sri Aurobindo’s original
conceptions of ‘Integral Yoga’ and ‘Supermind’, 4. are able to take their
vision up to those aspects of Indian culture that Sri Aurobindo has seen.
No need to
mention that the editing of Sri Aurobindo’s works cannot be left in the hands
of a fraudulent characterless loafer who harbours hatred towards India. That a
fraud cheated us by wearing a mask of deception does not mean that, when we
have discovered the cheat, we must place him in the panel of experts. As of now
there is only this mistake that a school drop-out, lusty American taxi driver
managed to enter that department of the Ashram, which had place only for
learned persons. Now that everything is exposed, then what is the purpose of
taking sides with that scoundrel? Foolish ego of a few petty-minded persons or
a hand in glove with that habitual offender! Some persons with a ‘Yes Boss’
mentality are afraid of losing some personal privileges! A hypocritical peace
for a few beloved children of the Mother! Come out of this self created prison
house! Look inside yourself! Does not your soul bleed with the insult hurled at
the Supreme Master?
With humility
Sudha Sinha
17 July, 2010
[1]No one who has not lived the life of
India, till it has become part of his breathing and woven in with every thread
of his imagination, can fully appreciate the poem. If one does not know the
charm of its hills, the scent of its flowers, the beauty of its skies, (the)
flowing sacredness of its rivers with all the phases & emotions of an
Indian river's life, if one cannot distinguish & thrill to the touch of
its various winds, if one cannot clothe its local places with ancient historic
& mythical associations or people them with the strange host of
beautiful & weird figures & faces which the imagination of its
people has created, if one does not recreate for himself the ancient splendours
of its cities, the sense of peace & infinity in its temples &
hermitages and the simple sweetness of its rural life, for him the Meghaduta offers only its
shell.
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