Cry, My Beloved India By Francois Gautier
People think that bowing in front of Mother and Sri Aurobindo's photographs, doing some departmental work and daily reading of a few lines of Sri Aurobindo's extraordinary epic, Savitri, is equal to doing sadhana. But is that not a delusion? At some point we have to cast a frank look at ourselves, at the state of our ashrams when our Masters are gone, and at India and the world. Are we in the way we should be? Are we how the Mother and Sri Aurobindo, Vivekananda, wanted us to be?India's curse is the age-old Hindu passivity, this lack of civic sense, of commitment to others, which Christians and Muslims possess to a certain degree. posted by Shobhit Mathur Monday, January 23, 2006 at 4:28 PM Shobhit Raj Mathur Location: seattle, Washington, United States
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