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Registre-se no LibraryThing tpara descobrir se gostará deste livro. Ainda não há conversas na Discussão sobre este livro. This edition of Gandhi's autobiography is published by arrangement with the Navajivan Trust and is the only authorized American edition. The Navajivan Trust was founded by Gandhi, and all royalties earned on this book are paid to it by the publisher for use in carrying on Gandhi's work. The seeker after truth should be humbler than the dust. The world crushes the dust under its feet, but the seeker after truth should so humble himself that even the dust could crush him. Only then, and not till then, will he have a glimpse of truth. The dialogue between Vasishtha and Vishvamitra makes this abundantly clear. Christianity and Islam also amply bear it out. 'If anything that I write in these pages should strike the reader as being touched with pride, then he must take it that there is something wrong with my quest, and that my glimpses are no more than mirage. Let hundreds like me perish, but let truth prevail. Let us not reduce the standard of truth even by a hair's breadth for judging erring mortals like myself.'-from the Introduction by M.K. Gandhi Contents Translator's preface Introduction Part I I Birth and parentage II Childhood III Child marriage IV Playing the husband V At the high school VI A tragedy VII A tragedy continued VIII Stealing and attonement IX My father's death and my double shame X Glimpses of religion XI Preparation for England XII Outcaste XIII In London at last XIV My choice XV Playing the English gentleman XVI Changes XVII Experiments in dietetics XVIII Shyness my shield XIX The canker of untruth XX Acquanintance with religions XXI XXII Narayan Hemchandra XXIII The great exhibition XXIV 'called'-but then? XXV My helplessness Part II I Raychandbhai II How I began life III The first case IV The first schock V Preparing for South Africa VI Arrival in Natal VII Some experiences VIII On the way to Pretoria IX More hardships X First day in Pretoria XI Christian contacts XII Seeking touch with indians XIII What it is to be a 'coolie' XIV Preparation for the case XV Religious ferment XVI Man proposes, God disposes XVII Settled in Natal XVIII Colour bar XIX Natal Indian congress XX Balasundaram XXI The pound 3 tax XXII Comparative study of religions XXIII As a householder XXIV Homeward XXV In India XXVI Two passions XXVII The Bombay meeting XXVIII Poona and Madras XXIX 'Return soon' Part III I Rumblings of the storm II The storm III The test IV The calm after the storm V Education of children VI Spirit of service VII Brahmacharya-I VIII Brahmacharya-II IX Simple life X The Boer War XI Sanitary reform and famine relief XII Return to India XIII In India again XXIV Clerk and bearer XV In the congress XVI Lord Curzon's Darbar XVII A month with Gokhale-I XVIII A month with Gokhale-II XIX A month with Gokhale-III XX In Benares XXI Settled in Bombay? XXII Faith on its trial XXIII To South Aftica again Part IV I 'Love's labour's lost?' II Autocrats form Asia III Pocketed the insult IV Quickened spirit of sacrifice V Result of introspection VI A sacrifice to vegetarianism VII Experiments in earth and water treatment VIII A warning IX TA tussle with power X A sacred recollection and penance XI Intimate European contacts XII European contacts (Contd.) XIII The magic spell of a book XIX The Phoenix settlement XX The first night XXI Polak takes the plnge XXII Whom God protects XXIII A peep into the household XXIV The Zulu 'Rebellion' XXV Heart searchings XXVI The birth of Satyagraha XXVII More experiments in dietetics XXVIII Kasturbai's courage XXIX Domestic Satyagraha XXX Towards self-restraint XXXI Fasting XXII As schoolmaster XXXIII Literary training XXXIV Training of the spirit XXXV Tares among the wheat XXXVI Fasting as penance XXXVII To meet Gorhale XXXVIII My part in the war XXXIX A spiritual dilemma XL Miniature Satyagraha XKI Corhale's charity XLII Treatment of pleurist XLIII Homeward XLIV Some reminiscences of the bar XLV Sharp practice? XLVI Clients turned co-workers XLVII How a client was saved Part V I The first experience II With Gokhale in Poona III Was it a threat? IV Shantiniketan V Woes of third class passengers VI Wooing VII Kumbha Mela VIII Lakshman Jhula IX Founding of the ashram X On the anvil XI Abolition of indentured emigration XII The stain of indigo XIII The gentle Bihari XIV Face to face with Ahimsa XV Case withdrawn XVI Methods of work XVII Companions XVIII Penetrating the villages XIX When a governor is good XX In touch with labour XXI A peep into the ashram XXII The fast XXIII The Kheda Satyagraha XXIV 'The onion thief' XXV End of Kheda Satyagraha XXVI Passion for unity XXVII Recruiting campaign XXVIII Near death's door XXIX The Rowlatt Bills and my dilemma XXX that wornderful spectacle? XXXI That memorable week!-I XXXII That memorable week!-II XXXIII 'A Himalayan miscalculation' XXXIV 'Navajivan' and 'young India' XXXV In the punjab XXXVI The Khilafat against cow protection? XXXVII The Amritsar Congress XXXVIII Congress initiation XXXIX The birth of Khadi XL Found at last! XLI An instructive dialiogue XLII Its risingtide XLIII At Nagpur Farewell Index [“I have considered myself a heavy eater. What friends have thought to be my restraint has never appeared to me in that light. If I had failed to develop restraint to the extent I have, I should have descended lower than the beasts and met my doom long ago.” This reminds me of a character from “Anna Karenina”, Levin’s brother, I think, whose (non-alcoholic/neuro-normative) friends make fun of him for being very religious, observant, ascetic, pious, and then when he snaps and starts eating and drinking, going to brothels and becoming a ruined man, boy do they get a load out of that! What a loser, they chortle!] Just read it slowly, people. Read one or two at a time, and don’t expect it to be over and done with immediately. [I’ll admit it’s not paced like a novel; it’s more like a historical or scientific work. A lecture on mathematics or economics doesn’t necessarily have a passionate climax. “And That, is why the answer is two point five!” It’s incremental. Real life is often the same. It’s not meaningless, however; every increment of the book is a little sliver of India, and truth.] Read more than one book at a time. And be patient. Books telescope years and years into maybe a dozen hours or whatever, but this generation (“what shall I say about this generation?”) expects everything to be like a movie—by the time you get up, it’s over. One and done. Also, I think an unfortunately post-feminist and anti-intellectual generation has substituted the easy weak of whining about great men for the difficult work of raising up free women and men—and becoming one yourself. I’m a vegetarian myself, so I admire Gandhi for being one, despite the fact that it sounds like it was more difficult in his day. Personally, I haven’t encountered much anti-vegetarian sentiment, so I’m a little surprised to read about the whining people feel the need to burden us with when they have to learn about what some people do to avoid animal cruelty. (I’m actually a vegan during Lent, by the way; cheese is what I give up.) [Of course, I’m not sure I can approve of Gandhi’s dietary experiments on technical grounds, but it’s hard to escape the conclusion that the medical advice he was offered was anti-vegan. (Eat like an Englishman, Gendhy.) And of course, I approve of his motivation rather than I do of Churchill’s diet, which was to eat too much, and drink too much. On non-technical grounds, I think you have to choose between them, too. Either you are more like the one’s restraint, or the other’s lack of restraint.] Gandhi may not have been a Christian and may have had a somewhat negative opinion of the imperial Christians of his day, but I think he shows far more charity than he received. Peas are good food; they have protein, but if you served them laced with rat poison a body could be forgiven for saying, I think something’s off about those peas. Christian imperialism was laced with racism, like most things that white people did at that period in history. People pretend to be so woke nowadays, I wonder why most do not see fit to mention that the central struggle of Gandhi’s life was combating white British racism. Is it not sensational enough? Is it not as interesting as the movie? Are we seriously that *paranoid* about people who try to abstain from sex? At that time in Indian history, like in many places, women were seen as whores or mothers, but either way as breeders, and Gandhi identified this attitude as the reason why people seldom bothered to teach them to read. Gandhi’s choice to abstain from sex has to be seen in this light, this background. Why should his wife live only to serve his sexual needs, and to care for an ever-growing family? Why, because we apparently are such orthodox little post-Freudians that we think that man must live for sex, or else be an external loser. Try to keep up! Freud: Why does Gandhi refuse me the pleasure of knowing he’s having sex. Nehru: Gandhi is India’s MLK; he’s leading a struggle. Living for sex would distract him from living a life of service to others. Freud: He must be thwarted in his desire to have sex with his mother and be normal like me, and that’s why you say these big words. Nehru: I’m an atheist too you know, but I think you have a dirty mouth. Freud: The truth is cynical. You’re afraid of the truth. Nehru: Where is the West headed nowadays, man. Where are you people going? Einstein: Future generations will wonder that such a one as this walked the earth. Future Generations: Mommy I don’t like Gandhi. Mommy I want candy. Mommy why does Gandhi have such a funny name; Sue and Billy don’t have names like that. Mommy I want candy. Mommy it must be time for my nap. Tolstoy: In the future, you have to say something sensational within the first ten to sixty pages, and keep it under 225 pages, or be considered a blast from the past, a blast from the past. Future Generations: Mommy where’s Daddy? Mommy why didn’t you become an astronaut? Mommy why is the opinion of the multitudes of so little value? Why do people want want want until they kill kill kill Mommy? Mommy are some people in the world intelligent? Medieval mob: *heresy baiting/doing theology* No, it means, it means: it means that if I don’t understand something, that means you’re not allowed to say it! …. Nehru: I can’t believe those people don’t like you! Gandhi: Don’t punish yourself; your blood pressure will thank you. …. N.B. I also think it’s nice to know that Gandhi was a Gujarati, coming from Gujarat, the Indian state where the language Gujarati is spoken—much like an Italian would probably identify as being from Italy, the region of Europe where Italian is spoken. Indians were driven together by colonialism in a way that Europeans weren’t, despite the fact that Europeans have largely tentatively come together in the shadow of America and China and so on. But most people don’t confuse French and German the way they don’t know (care?) about Hindi and Gujarati. [Also, according to Wikipedia, Gujarat has about a tenth of the per capita GDP of Italy.] So, there’s that. […. Re: his brief official statement in Hindustani, by a Gujarat, as the only use of an Indian language in a British imperial conference in India about India— It would be like if an American President were allowed by his Chinese overlords to say something, maybe not in English, but perhaps Spanish or French. To be a cracker is to have double standards. If you don’t have double standards, you must not be quite like that, you know.] [non-co-operation = non-Coletting lol] [politics/religion—The business of life is worth nothing if it is based on pillaging and looting, however artfully devised and effective; our love is worth nothing unless we can see the other as our sibling, and include him or her when it is our business to do so.] Finally, I read Gandhi's work. Admirable, Inspiring life journey of Gandhi. Reading this gives a glimpse of Gandhi's life. Mahadev Desai, Gandhi's Personal Secretary has done excellent work. He's translated, written it concisely. It's easy for readers to follow paragraphs. Chapters, Paragraphs neatly organized, concise. Why? A Tamil reader had posted a copy from another book, I peaked at it: -No spaces -Entire Page filled with one paragraph -A Blob of Text I thought, "Orae Vai la full plate sapadu sapdamudiyuma?", "Oru Vai Sapadu at a time." [Can't eat entire rice in a plate, eat step by step] As I lived abroad, I could deeply connect with Gandhi's stories. Maybe, if I had read this 15 years ago, I would not have understood his life story much. My Favorite Part, Gandhi's reaction, impression with Tolstoy's writings. "Truth" is my sole objective. I'd recommend this for everyone. Deus Vult, Gottfried
It illumines with candor all the developing phases of a great spirit
In the mid-1920s, prompted by a "small, still voice" that encouraged him to lay bare what was known only to him and his God, M. K. Gandhi began writing and publishing his autobiography. Drafted during a period of intensive fasting and "in-dwelling" at his ashram in Ahmedabad, his story of the soul portrayed the deeper, more inward experiences that made him externally an innovator in the struggles against violence, racism, and colonialism. The book, written in Gujarati and translated into English by Mahadev Desai, would become an international classic, hailed as one of the "100 Best Spiritual Books of the 20th Century." This first critical edition of this seminal work by leading Gandhi scholar Tridip Suhrud offers an unprecedented window into the original Gujarati text. Including both alternative English translations and illuminating notes, as well as a deeply researched introduction, it will bring renewed critical attention to one of the world's most widely read books. Não foram encontradas descrições de bibliotecas. |
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