The Voice Of The People May Be

Deeds And Seeds, Take Their Own Time To Fructify.

We Burn The Evil Men Do With Their Mortal Remains. We Treasure The Memory Of The Good They Do, And Distance Magnifies It.

For A Nonviolent Struggle, There Is No Age Limit. The Blind, The Maimed And The Bed-ridden May Serve, And Not Only Men But Women Also.

In Hinduism We Have Got An Admirable Foot-rule To Measure Every Shastra And Every Rule Of Conduct, And That Is Truth.

I Learnt The Lesson On Nonviolence From My Wife, When I Tried To Bend Her To My Will. Her Determined Resistance To My Will On The One Hand, And Her Quiet Submission To The Suffering My Stupidity Involved On The Other, Ultimately Made Me Ashamed Of Myself And Cured Me Of My Stupidity In Thinking That I Was Born To Rule Over Her.