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Book: Sanghi Who Never Went to a Shakha by Rahul Roushan.

u/AhamPranav — 11 hours ago

Why did Savarkar write Clemency Petitions?

This is one of the most common criticisms made against Savarkar. Critics use his clemency petitions to mock him or portray him as someone who betrayed the freedom struggle and begged for mercy from his colonisers. So what are the facts?

Before discussing why he wrote the petitions, a few points need to be made clear:


1) Writing clemency petitions was a common legal remedy.

The option of submitting a clemency petition was available to all political prisoners, it was not exclusive to Savarkar.

Nor was he the only freedom fighter to do so. Many political prisoners in the Andamans submitted clemency petitions, including Barindra Kumar Ghose of the Anushilan Samiti & Sachindranath Sanyal of HSRA. And many other prominent leaders including Lokmanya Bal Gangadhar Tilak, who used a clemency petition to secure his release from Mandalay Prison; S.A. Dange, one of the founders of the Communist Party of India; and Ram Prasad Bismil of the Kakori Conspiracy Case.


2) His petitions sought relief not just for himself, but for all political prisoners.

Through this petitions, Savarkar repeatedly asked that he and his fellow revolutionaries be treated as political prisoners rather than ordinary convicts. This would have entitled them to better food, relief from the harshest labour, more frequent letters, family visits, and access to books and writing materials.

He also repeatedly requested a general amnesty for all political prisoners.

In one petition, he even wrote that if his name was preventing the Government from granting a general amnesty, then his own name should be cut off, everyone else should be released, and that would give him as much satisfaction as his own freedom:

> …In conclusion, I beg to add, in all sincerity, that if the Government thinks that it is only to effect my own release that I pen this; or if my name constitutes the chief obstacle in the granting of such an amnesty, then let the Government omit my name in their amnesty and release all the rest; that would give me as great a satisfaction as my own release would do.

This is, in fact, what happened. During the general amnesty of 1920, other political prisoners including Sachindranath Sanyal and Barin Kumar Ghose were released, while the Savarkar brothers were excluded, Sachindranath Sanyal writes this in his Prison Memoir:

> [Someone said to him:] The government has now given you another opportunity. It is now your duty to work sincerely for the welfare of the country and to abandon the path of violent revolution. It is with this hope and this confidence that the government has released you.

> Sanyal replies: Vinayak Damodar Savarkar also expressed the same sentiments in his petition as I did. Then why was Savarkar not released while I was? If what you say is true, Savarkar too should have been released.

> I believe there were two reasons why I was released but Savarkar was not.

> First, in Bengal there was tremendous public agitation demanding the release of political prisoners like me. This was the main reason behind the release of political prisoners. In Maharashtra, however, there was no movement as intense as the one in Bengal.

> Second, after the arrest of Savarkar and a few of his associates, the revolutionary movement in Maharashtra had largely been suppressed. Therefore, the government feared that if Savarkar and others like him were released, the revolutionary movement in Maharashtra might begin again.

> Apart from this, another reason was that Savarkar had been implicated in the assassination of an Englishman in London. The British government was especially angered by this. At the time of releasing political prisoners, the government had adopted a policy that those who had been convicted of murder or charged with committing or abetting murder would not be released. According to this policy as well, Savarkar could not be released because he had been charged with murder.

—Sachindranath Sanyal, Bandi Jeevan: A Life in Chains, p. 226

Writing to his brother Narayanrao on 6 July 1920, Savarkar said:

> …For although we two [Vinayak and his brother Babarao] have been declared to fall outside the scope of the Amnesty and are still rotting in the cells, yet the sight of hundreds of our political comrades and co-sufferers' release makes us feel relieved and repaid for all the agitation that we have been carrying on for the last eight years or so through strikes, letters, petitions, the press, and the platform, here and elsewhere.

Savarkar not only campaigned to secure a general amnesty, but also urged his fellow political prisoners to accept the conditions attached to it. Those released were required to sign a pledge undertaking to abstain from political and revolutionary activities for a specified period. While many prisoners were initially reluctant to do so, Savarkar argued that accepting these conditions was a pragmatic and strategic course of action that would ultimately serve the larger national interest by enabling experienced revolutionaries to return to public life:

> ...All these discharged prisoners had to sign a pledge that they would abstain from politics and revolutionary activity for a certain number of years. And, if again they were tried and found guilty of treason, they would come back to the Andamans to serve the remainder of their life-sentence…a hot discussion went on among us whether we should at all sign such a pledge for procuring our release. My advice to my friends was that there was nothing wrong in it, as it referred to a future contingency and was in the best national interest. I quoted to them instances from the life of Shivaji, of his dealing with Jai Singh and Afzulkhan; I told them of Guru Govind and his flight after the incident of Chamkaur; nay, I drew upon the life of Lord Krishna himself, in order to convince them of the correctness of the step they were taking.


3) He never apologised for his revolutionary activities or begged for release.

None of Savarkar's petitions contain an apology for his revolutionary activities or a plea for mercy. He used flowery, submissive language (we will discuss this later using the example of Shivaji), such as calling himself a "prodigal son" returning to the "parental doors of the Government." Critics interpret these phrases as proof that he surrendered. However, this kind of language was standard in formal petitions of the time and does not amount to an admission of guilt or repentance.

In fact, even the British official Reginald Craddock, to whom Savarkar wrote his first clemency petition in 1913, clearly stated in his report that, from his conversation with Vinayak, it was evident that “he cannot be said to express any regret or repentance” for what he had done, and that “the hopeless condition of Indians in 1906–1907 was his excuse for entering upon a conspiracy.”

Even during his conversation with the Governor of Bombay in 1923, he defended his earlier revolutionary actions, arguing that revolutionary methods had become necessary only because peaceful and constitutional means were unavailable at the time. However, now that constitutional methods existed, he was willing to pursue national work through them instead:

> I was compelled to be a revolutionary and a conspirator when I had discovered that there was no peaceful or constitutional method open to me to attain the goal I had in view. But if the present reforms prove to be useful for the furtherance of our hopes in a peaceful way, we shall very willingly turn to constitutional methods and pursue gladly the constructive work on the principle of responsive cooperation... National good was our sole objective and, if peaceful means served that end, we had no reason to cling to our old ways.

At the same time, as a barrister, he fought for the legal rights of political prisoners and argued that they were being denied the rights and privileges granted to white political prisoners convicted of similar offences in Britain:

> …Will you keep a convict for ever in jail for fear that if he is discharged, he will begin his old game again? It is fair that you release me in pursuance of your own regulations…So long as you don't catch a thief in the very act, or you have no ground to suspect him of theft, you cannot arrest him for theft. And the same rule applies to a case of treason…You have let off the Irish Sinn Feiners ten times. They broke your conditions ten times and yet you have made them free on the same conditions the eleventh time. Why not trust us then at least once? Why not give us a chance?

> ...I had the deep satisfaction of realising that I had done all that I could for the well-being of thousands of my fellow-prisoners, and the Government had no rational explanation to offer for my detention in that prison.

In other words, Savarkar was using his knowledge of law as a barrister to argue that there was no lawful basis for his continued imprisonment, even under British law. He was not simply begging for mercy or apologising to secure his release, but making a legal case for it.

This is supported by later British official reports, which repeatedly concluded that Savarkar had not genuinely renounced his revolutionary beliefs or undergone a change of heart. This was one of the reasons they kept him imprisoned for over a decade and then restricted his movement and political activities for another 13 years, even after conditionally releasing him.

With these facts established, we can now turn to the central question:


What was Savarkar's rationale behind writing the clemency petitions?

When Savarkar was sentenced to two life terms and transported to the Andaman Cellular Jail, he experienced profound despair. He writes in his prison memoir:

> …My mind asked me: "This your body and this your power, of what use are they to you now? What will you, and what can you, do with them to liberate your country, to revive its spirit, and to cover it with glory? Nothing, nothing at all, now and forever. Your body, your mind, your will and your power—they are all dust now in this darkness of your prison-house. And no more will you see light, no more the way out. The world knows not of your sufferings, and will not care to know. What effect, then, can it have upon the world? Thus you are of no use to yourself, no use to the world, nothing for the cause, nothing for mankind.

This passage reveals how Savarkar viewed his imprisonment. He believed that his education, leadership, writing, and organisational abilities had become useless so long as he remained locked away. To him, a revolutionary's value lay not in suffering for the sake of suffering, but in escaping and continuing the struggle against the enemy.

Unlike Gandhi, He rejected the idea that enduring imprisonment or death would soften the heart of a ruthless colonial regime. His approach was fundamentally strategic: when facing a cunning enemy, a revolutionary should use strategy and deception, not voluntary self-destruction.

This principle consistently guided his actions.

One example comes from the Andaman Cellular Jail, where a young prisoner undertook an indefinite hunger strike and was reduced to skin and bones. Rather than praising the fast, Savarkar persuaded him to abandon it, arguing that a revolutionary's foremost duty was to remain alive and continue the struggle.

He advised prisoners to stop weakening themselves through hunger strikes and instead do work strikes, that imposed costs on the British authorities. His advice was simple:

> Why do you starve yourselves? Take as much food from them as you can, grow fat, and don't work.

In other words, extract as many resources from your enemy as possible while giving as little in return. Make the prison costly for the British, not for yourself.

Savarkar reiterated exactly the same philosophy years later, after the death of revolutionary Jatindranath Das during the Lahore Jail hunger strike in 1929. Writing in the 5 May 1929 issue of the weekly Shraddhanand, he praised Das's courage but warned against turning martyrdom into a general strategy:

> …Many have refused to take food and are saying, “Our death will be on England’s conscience. It will be on their head.” Many have become disabled as a result; some are on the point of dying. They are all praiseworthy. But…what is praiseworthy in one instance is not worth being followed in other instances.

> Any behaviour or virtue which is praiseworthy or honourable under one set of circumstances is not necessarily worth following in other circumstances. On the contrary, such action may need to be discouraged. One must consider the tactics carefully. We must give due consideration to the relative strengths and weaknesses, circumstances, and possible movements of the enemies. Our agitation or our fight should not only be praiseworthy but must also be effective and achieve the desired aim.

> …A good general only sends in just enough troops to win a battle. His interest is not in sacrificing the lives of his soldiers but in winning with the least number of casualties. Dying for the sake of dying is madness. Martyrdom, the spirit to defend a post to the last man, is sometimes necessary but only as part of a greater strategy of a struggle. Guru Tegh Bahadur (9th Guru of Sikhs) and Maratha King Sambhaji became martyrs in the 17th century for defence of Hindu Dharma because there was no other choice. The main aim of a struggle is VICTORY. Our tactics must ensure maximum damage to the enemy with least damage to ourselves.

> Martyrdom can be a part of battle strategy; it may be essential but must be used in exceptional circumstances. We must remember that it does not guarantee success.

> Guru Tegh Bahadur and Maratha King Sambhaji refused to renounce Hindu Dharma and embrace Islam. They became martyrs in the 17th century for our cause. That martyrdom is commendable and worth following. Similarly, if any revolutionaries face torture and are asked to reveal any information that would damage our freedom struggle, and so decide to be martyrs, it would be commendable. But sacrificing one’s life for the sake of it is madness, and we must condemn that tendency.

> …Under such circumstances it is more prudent to retreat. That is a sign of true patriotism and bravery. We must distinguish between determination and stubbornness. The weapon which inflicts wounds on the user is not a weapon. Anyone using such a weapon is not a clever leader.

> While in Andaman, Bhai Paramanand, Nani Gopal, Bhai Prithwisingh, Bhai Mohansingh, and others resorted to hunger strikes for their grievances. But I (Savarkar) persuaded them to abandon their method. And as a result, after release from jail, they are doing wonderful service to our nation. I have explained such cases in my book My Transportation for Life. But suppose they had not listened to me and died of hunger strikes, no one back home (on mainland India) would have even heard of them.

> Prisoners in jail should fight for their rights and concessions, be it for a glass of milk, or for getting newspapers, for provision of a table and chair. Make life difficult for the authorities. But hunger strike? And that too for such ordinary demands? And without making any dent in the arrogance of the authorities? And that too by warriors like Bhagat Singh, Datta, Satinbabu, and fifty others like them? I must vehemently oppose such action. My friends, for God’s sake abandon such suicidal hunger strikes immediately. Eat twice the normal amount but cause damage to our enemy.

> I say once again that the example of Jatindra is honourable, praiseworthy, but it is an exception. Others must NOT follow his example. Shivaji was imprisoned by Aurangzeb. He did not go on hunger strike. He escaped and challenged the might of Aurangzeb again. Change with times by all means, but follow his strategy.

Just like Shivaji, Savarkar tried to escape from British custody by jumping through the porthole of a ship at Marseille and attempting to claim asylum in France, an incident that later triggered a famous international legal battle.

Talking about Savarkar in his report, British official Reginald Craddock says: “…I think he would escape from any Indian jail. So important a leader is he that the European section of the Indian anarchists would plot for his escape, which would before long be organized. If he were allowed outside the Cellular Jail in the Andamans, his escape would be certain. His friends could easily charter a steamer to lie off one of the islands and a little money distributed locally would do the rest.”

This suggests that Savarkar was confined in the Andamans precisely because the British believed he would have escaped from any prison on the Indian mainland.

Now that escaping was out of question in the Andamans, Savarkar regarded these clemency petitions as a tactical means of continuing the freedom struggle, not abandoning it.

He believed a revolutionary's duty was to remain effective: dying or going insane in prison served little purpose, whereas securing release even by accepting temporary defeat allowed one to continue the struggle.


Example of Shivaji Maharaj

To deceive the British authorities that he was no longer a threat, Savarkar declared his willingness to pursue constitutional methods instead of revolutionary violence. Using his extraordinary skills as a writer, he used colourful language in these petitions, describing himself as a "prodigal son" returning to the "parental doors of the Government."

Some critics say that such language is proof of Savarkar's surrender. I wonder what these people would say when they find out that Shivaji Maharaj himself used such deceptive language before Jai Singh and Aurangzeb:

Quoting from Shivaji Raje's letters to Aurangzeb documented in the book House of Shivaji by Jadunath Sarkar:

> I am a useful servant of the Imperial Throne, and many services can be secured from my humble self. If the Mughal army turns to the invasion of Bijapur, such a course would be better than undergoing the many hardships of campaigning in this hilly region (i.e., the Konkan) of difficult paths and stony soil. (p. 104)

> Shiva, the meanest of life-devoting slaves, who wears the ring of servitude in his ear and the carpet of obedience on his shoulders, like an atom, represents the following words to those who stand at the Court of the Eternal Kingship and the intimate ones of the Court of the Khalifate of perpetual duration…(p. 127)

> On 20th May, Jafar Khan presented Shivaji's petition to the Emperor and got him to pardon Shivaji's offences and spare his life. (p. 143)

And yet, the same seemingly submissive Shivaji went on to build the Maratha Empire on the chest of that very Aurangzeb to whom he had not long before, been petitioning! He became one of the most celebrated Indian kings in popular memory, inspiring generations of freedom fighters, from Bal Gangadhar Tilak to Savarkar himself. Like any Maratha, Savarkar followed the example of his idol and employed deception when confronting a far stronger enemy.


Evidence That Savarkar's Views Remained Unchanged

The final question that critics may put is this: how do we conclude Savarkar was genuinely using deception, with his petitions forming part of a strategy to convince the British, maybe he actually changed his views in prison?

To begin with, we should note that, as documented by the British themselves, they consistently concluded that Savarkar had not abandoned his revolutionary convictions. From his interviews in the Andamans to intelligence reports after his release, British officials repeatedly noted that Savarkar's revolutionary beliefs remained unchanged.

Apart from British assessments, Savarkar's own prison memoir, My Transportation for Life, published publicly in 1927, presents very different views than the one conveyed in his petitions:

> My brothers, you will surely bear me out when I say that, ground down under the sufferings as I was during the fourteen long years that I spent in the Andamans and even to the last day here, I have not flinched or retracted from what I was preaching all my life. I have given you the stories of all our martyrs and I have advised all along to hold firm by our creed of violent resistance if circumstances were to force it upon us. I have kept the flag flying. When I heard the sentence passed upon me fourteen years ago, the words dancing upon my lips were the same that are dancing upon them today. I uttered them then, I have uttered them during my long stay in prison, and they come forth from my mouth today, to be carved on your heart and mind, and to ring in your ears for good. Let us say all of us, Glory to the Goddess of Freedom; Victory to our Mother!

A skeptic might still argue that by publicly writing this, Savarkar was merely trying to protect his reputation after his release. For the sake of argument, let us accept that possibility.

Now, is there any anecdote that tells us Savarkar expressed similar views privately or promoted revolutionary violence as a means to freedom? The answer is a resounding yes!

One such account comes from Vasudev Balwant Gogate, a revolutionary who as a student at Fergusson College, attempted to assassinate Sir Ernest Hotson, the Governor of Bombay, in 1931. Gogate was sentenced to rigorous imprisonment and was released in 1937. He later joined Hindu Mahasabha and served as Mayor of Poona (1959–60), became a member of the Maharashtra Legislative Council, and was Leader of the Opposition during his final four years there.

As a young man, Gogate belonged to Savarkar's revolutionary circle in Maharashtra. In an oral interview taken in 1970 he narrated visiting Savarkar in Ratnagiri in 1929. Although Savarkar was prohibited from participating in politics at the time, Gogate stayed with him for several days and held lengthy private discussions about the political situation in India.

From the Transcript of interview:

> Shri Gogate commences his reminiscences by relating how he was influenced by the revolutionary philosophy of V. D. Savarkar and how he joined his group.

> Shri Gogate: When I was studying in the 5th Standard (English) at Miraj High School, I happened to read the life of Vir Savarkar and was greatly influenced by his revolutionary activities in London.

> I myself, along with certain friends, got 1,000 copies of Vir Savarkar's photograph printed and distributed them free among the Fergusson College students.

> During this period, I went to Ratnagiri, where Vir Savarkar was interned. There were restrictions on him not to take any part in politics. However, he was then carrying on a social reform movement for Hindus. I went to his house, stayed there for a couple of days, and had long discussions with him about the political situation in India.

> He first of all advised me to determine my goal. He said:

> If you want to be an editor, you can do that. But my view is that whatever political consciousness is created by writing in a newspaper is of much less effect than the political awakening which is created by the sacrifice of men like Bhagat Singh and Rajguru. So, unless you first determine your goal, you should not step into politics. But once you do that, then certainly you will have to join politics.

> Then the question arose whether the method of terrorism was the right method. He said:

> The method of terrorism is right, because so long as India is in bondage, the only way to fight the British will be by revolutionary activities. The other activities will lead to mass agitation. But the revolutionary activities will create an effective point. The slogan of 'Bande Mataram' given by the martyrs on the platform of execution—that platform on which the martyrs were hanged—has created greater political awakening than ten sessions of the Indian National Congress.

> He referred to the statement of Madan Lal Dhingra, in which Madan Lal Dhingra had stated:

> So long as the British are ruling India, there is a war between the British and the Indians. An open war is rendered impossible. I attack by surprise. And the only lesson that India wants to learn is how to die, and that can best be taught by dying ourselves.

> Therefore, the revolutionary philosophy states that if revolutionaries come together and make an active effort, they will be able to drive the British out.

> Then the question arose whether this individual terrorism—shooting a Governor here and there—would be helpful to freedom. He said:

> Shooting a Governor here and there certainly would not bring freedom, but there are times when the atrocities reach such a point that unless you register your protest by such an effective action, the atrocities do not stop.

And then the same V.B. Gogate went on to shoot at the Governor of Bombay, Ernest Hotson.


Conclusion

After reading this post, the reader should now understand that submitting clemency petitions was a common practice and that many eminent freedom fighters wrote them. The reader should also understand Savarkar's pragmatic and strategic approach: to secure his release so he could continue serving the national cause from outside prison. Finally, the evidence presented shows that his views remained fundamentally unchanged after his release in 1924.

Now the reader must question: if these facts are so clear and well documented, why does so much misinformation about Savarkar persist? Why is he so often vilified despite the sacrifices he made for the nation? Who benefits from promoting these misconceptions?

Vande Mataram!


u/AhamPranav — 4 days ago

The Partition of India was never honestly discussed in popular discourse

Book name: Sanghi who never went to a Sakha by Rahul Roushan

u/AhamPranav — 6 days ago

Savarkar Is Conditionally Released from Prison


On 6 January 1924, after spending almost fourteen years in prison, Savarkar was conditionally released by the British Government.

Several factors led to this decision.

First, years of harsh imprisonment had severely damaged Savarkar's health. The British Government feared that if such a prominent political prisoner died in custody, it would spark widespread public outrage, damage the government's reputation, and possibly encourage more people to join the revolutionary movement.

Second, public pressure for his release continued to grow. His supporters became increasingly vocal, and campaigns demanding the release of the Savarkar brothers gained momentum across the country.

The Bombay National Union organized a massive petition calling for their release, collecting more than 75,000 signatures.

Reference: Vikram Sampath, Savarkar: Echoes from a Forgotten Past, p. 419.

In the Legislative Assembly, legislator Vithalbhai Patel moved a resolution on 24 February 1920 recommending amnesty for the Savarkar brothers and other political prisoners.

A year later, on 26 March 1921, legislator Rangaswamy Ayyangar moved another resolution in the Council concerning a petition signed by more than 50,000 people seeking amnesty for the Savarkar brothers. The resolution urged the House to recommend their release to the Governor-General in Legislative Council.

Reference: Vikram Sampath, Savarkar: Echoes from a Forgotten Past, p. 424.

Despite sustained pressure from family members, political leaders, the public, and even international supporters, the Government remained unwilling to release Savarkar. Officials feared that his return would once again revive revolutionary activity in the Deccan, which had largely subsided after the arrest of the Savarkar brothers.

By 1922, however, the government faced increasing and justified criticism for continuing to imprison the Savarkar brothers, especially after other political prisoners involved in similar conspiracy cases had already been released.

Following his interview with the Governor of Bombay, the authorities concluded that releasing Savarkar under strict restrictions in the remote district of Ratnagiri was safer than keeping him in prison.

Accordingly, on 6 January 1924, Savarkar was released from prison under two strict conditions. He had to remain confined to Ratnagiri district and was prohibited from taking part in political activities. These restrictions were initially imposed for five years, however, the British Government repeatedly extended them and even considered sending him back to the Cellular Jail, claiming that he had violated the conditions of his release by making seditious speeches. This tells us that Britishers still did not trusted him to have quit his revolutionary ways, He was finally granted complete freedom in 1937.


Excerpt from 'My Transportation for Life'

> Just then I received a call from the Superintendent to meet him in the office. At the same time a trusted man sent me a message that I was free.

> The political convicts who had stayed with me, worked with me, and suffered with me, in whose company I had passed so many years of my hard life in the Andamans, were full of joy at the news. Their eyes shone full of tears. But I trembled that I was leaving them behind in that prison. They heartily congratulated me. The Sikhs among them, some of whom were sixty years old, said, “Babuji, come closer to us, do not forget us.” And they locked me up in their embrace full of affection and reverence. They added, “You have been on transportation for life long before us. You had passed seven or eight years in the Andamans when we came there. Why then should you be sorry that you go out, while we remain behind? Is it not right that you should precede us? If you are free, we are as good as free. In fact, your freedom will pave the way for us. At least it will pave the road to freedom for our motherland.”

> I answered, “It all depends upon the strength that God will give me to complete the task. But, my brothers, you will surely bear me out when I say that, ground down under the sufferings as I was during the fourteen long years that I spent in the Andamans and even to the last day here, I have not flinched or retracted from what I was preaching all my life. I have given you the stories of all our martyrs and I have advised all along to hold firm by our creed of violent resistance if circumstances were to force it upon us. I have kept the flag flying. When I heard the sentence passed upon me fourteen years ago, the words dancing upon my lips were the same that are dancing upon them today. I uttered them then, I have uttered them during my long stay in prison, and they come forth from my mouth today, to be carved on your heart and mind, and to ring in your ears for good. Let us say all of us, Glory to the Goddess of Freedom; Victory to our Mother.”

> We greeted one another with these words, we hailed our mother, and then I parted from them.

> As soon as I stepped into the office, the Superintendent read out to me the order of my release. It was that for five years after my release I was to take no part in politics and stay at Ratnagiri as a prisoner on parole.

> All the inmates of the prison, my fellow-countrymen, prisoners and officers, the youngest as well as the oldest, formed a circle round me. They said with one voice, “Savarkar, you have been an exile from your country like Rama who went to the forest for fourteen years, abandoning his beloved Ayodhya. You have passed through similar trials, sorrows and bereavements. Hail to you, Savarkar, may God bless you. The whole country rejoices today and its joy knows no bounds.”

> I could not contain myself for the kind words spoken by them and for the affectionate heart they betokened. And I replied, “There is one great omission in this comparison. Rama went into exile, but Rama finished Ravana and won the battle. I have gone into exile and suffered, but Ravana is still alive. I shall feel myself free only when that is accomplished. With God's grace even that task will accomplish itself like many other minor things to which I have put my hand. Some day, sometime, that also will happen, and you must realise the difference, and it must give you acute pain.”

> My relative had come to fetch me away. The prison gate was opened and I came out. What varied means I had used to secure my release! And how I felt then that I was escaping, not through the open gate, but through its keyhole.

> At last I was a free man. I looked about me and said to myself I had scored over my life sentence of fifty years. But who dares say that I may not be sent back to serve it to the full? It was not yet time, methought, to bid final goodbye to this prison. I must not forget it yet. Was I not free at Marseilles? Had I not made my escape? This may be but the repetition of that experience, for India's battle for freedom has yet to be won, and the struggle must go on.

> Indulging in such kind of talk with my friends, and smiling at the same time, I entered the car and it moved on its wheels. It brought me into the land of the living and had left behind my sentence to perish. The boundary line was crossed, and I was both alive and free.

> The greetings that I received from the whole country, as I came back alive to them, made me for a time oblivious of myself. On the very first day of my freedom, I was floating, as it were, in the upper air of my country. When it hailed me as a hero and patted me on the back, all the wounds inflicted on me during my fourteen years of prison life seemed to heal. And the only thing that remained with me were these reminiscences.

> Therefore, as I had invoked the Goddess with the words "That another image," in order to fortify myself against the intending shadow of the death sentence and to be prepared to swallow the cup of poison it was holding out to my lips, I now recall the same Goddess to my mind with deep gratitude for my survival and, bowing my head, take final leave of her. I pray that the heavenly Goddess may go back, for the time being, to her abode.


Dear Reader

The story is told. The curtain is rung down on it. Two life sentences have been run. And I have brought together my recollections of them within the cover of this book. They are narrated in brief outline to you; they are put together within the narrowest compass.

When I came into this world, God sent me in it on a sort of life sentence. It was the span of life allotted to me by Time to stay in this "prison-house of life." This story is but a chapter of that book of life—a longer story not yet ended. As I completed this chapter as a dedication to my great worship of the ideal, so the book of life may end as a dedication to it without break or faltering.

Yes, I am free. The iron fetters on my feet are broken. But the chain of longing that binds my heart still remains. I have come out of the stone walls which had buried me. But my soul is still imprisoned, for my vision is not yet reached. The horizon that limits it is not yet crossed. It engirdles my soul and stifles it.

Dear Reader, surely you must have been wearied to hear my story, and put out by the endless repetitions it contains. But I am as much tired in writing as you may begin reading it, this weary tale of my life. It has been a long and weary way for me also. How I have suffered and how much fatigue of the mind I have passed through in putting it on paper! But I shall be more than paid for it if you feel the same disgust for it that I have felt. For you can finish reading it in a day, while I had to live it for fourteen long years of transportation. And if the story is so tiresome, unendurable and disgusting to you, how much must the living of it have been to me! Every moment of those fourteen years in that jail has been an agony of the soul and the body to me, and to my fellow-convicts in that jail. It was not only fatiguing, unbearable and futile to us all. It was equally, or more, excruciating as well, to them and to me. And it is only that you may know it, and feel the fatigue, the disgust and the pain of it, as we have felt it, that I have chosen to write it for you. I hope you will have through it some idea of what we have passed through, what we have endured.

Dear Reader, I lay down my pen and take leave of you. My broken pen I cannot put aside, however, without telling you never to forget those who stuck to their task, disheartening and trying though it was; who embraced it to the last; who were nearly burnt up in that fiery ordeal; and who came out of it because nothing could burn them up completely in it. Lest you forget! Dear Reader, I say it to you as my last word, do not forget them. For sooner or later the memory of them will serve you and be your salvation; nothing else will avail!


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 6 days ago

Sachindranath Sanyal on Savarkar in his Prison Memoir


Revolutionary Sachindranath Sanyal [1893-1942] founded the Patna branch of the Anushilan Samiti in 1913 and was involved in the Ghadar uprising. Arrested by the British, he was sentenced to transportation for life and imprisoned in the Cellular Jail.

Following his release under the Royal Clemency of 1920, Sanyal reorganized the revolutionary movement in North India. In 1924, he co-founded the Hindustan Republican Association (HRA) alongside Ram Prasad Bismil, Jogesh Chandra Chatterjee, and others. He also mentored a younger generation of revolutionaries, including Bhagat Singh and Chandra Shekhar Azad. The HRA sought to establish an independent democratic republic through armed revolution, and its celebrated manifesto, The Revolutionary, is attributed to Sanyal.

After the Kakori Conspiracy, Sanyal was arrested once again and received a second sentence of transportation for life, making him one of the very few Indian revolutionaries to be sentenced to life imprisonment twice.


In his prison memoir Bandi Jeevan, Sanyal reflected on Savarkar not being granted amnesty. He noted that he had submitted an assurance to the British Government that was almost identical to Savarkar's in the aftermath of the constitutional reforms, yet he himself had been released while Savarkar remained imprisoned.

Sanyal reasoned that, following the arrests of Savarkar brothers and other members of Abhinav Bharat, the revolutionary movement in Maharashtra had largely subsided. The British authorities feared that releasing Savarkar could rekindle revolutionary activity in the province and therefore resorted to legal technicalities and administrative pretexts to keep him confined.

> [Someone said to him:] The government has now given you another opportunity. It is now your duty to work sincerely for the welfare of the country and to abandon the path of violent revolution. It is with this hope and this confidence that the government has released you.

> Sanyal: Vinayak Damodar Savarkar also expressed the same sentiments in his petition as I did. Then why was Savarkar not released while I was? If what you say is true, Savarkar too should have been released.

> I believe there were two reasons why I was released but Savarkar was not.

> First, in Bengal there was tremendous public agitation demanding the release of political prisoners like me. This was the main reason behind the release of political prisoners. In Maharashtra, however, there was no movement as intense as the one in Bengal.

> Second, after the arrest of Savarkar and a few of his associates, the revolutionary movement in Maharashtra had largely been suppressed. Therefore, the government feared that if Savarkar and others like him were released, the revolutionary movement in Maharashtra might begin again.

> Apart from this, another reason was that Savarkar had been implicated in the assassination of an Englishman in London. The British government was especially angered by this. At the time of releasing political prisoners, the government had adopted a policy that those who had been convicted of murder or charged with committing or abetting murder would not be released. According to this policy as well, Savarkar could not be released because he had been charged with murder.

—Sachindranath Sanyal, Bandi Jeevan: A Life in Chains, p. 226

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Earthquake is God's punishment?

Context:

On 15 January 1934, a devastating earthquake struck Bihar and Nepal, killing thousands of people.

After the disaster, Mahatma Gandhi wrote that the earthquake was God's punishment for the sin of untouchability. He said that his "inner voice" told him this.

Many people criticized this view. Rabindranath Tagore said that by linking a natural disaster to divine punishment Gandhi is promoting superstition.

At the same time, some orthodox Hindu religious leaders claimed the opposite: they said the earthquake was God's punishment for efforts to weaken or abolish the caste system and the traditional Hindu social order.

Savarkar's remark was aimed at both of these explanations. He rejected the idea that natural disasters should be interpreted as divine punishment for social or religious issues.

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u/AhamPranav — 9 days ago

Is it true that Maharaja Ajit Singh of Marwar killed a Mughal emperor?

I was reading some history and read that Mughal emperor Farrukhsiyar was killed in his own court and Ajit Singh had some role in it, in the aftermath of which he took his widowed daughter from there whom he had previously married off to Farruksiyar and reconverted her to Hinduism.

Where can I read more about it?

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u/AhamPranav — 10 days ago

Savarkar's Meeting with the Governor of Bombay, Sir George Lloyd


> One day, when I was in the prison hospital for the treatment of acute pain in the stomach and indisposition, a trusted officer sent me word that Sir George Lloyd, the Governor of Bombay, was coming to see me, along with two or three high officials, during the course of that week.

> The reader remembers the visit of the Home Member of the Government of India, Sir Reginald Craddock, and the talk he had with me in the prison of the Andamans. But this had not solved the question of my freedom from that jail. I took it for granted that this visit would not help me in any way in that business. I put before the Governor of Bombay, in my meeting with him at Yeravada, practically the same views that I had expressed several times before, and to several officers who had interviewed me on the subject of my release. All of them seemed to be dissatisfied with the conditions I had offered to accept. But the Governor, after he had heard me, expressed general satisfaction at what I had told him.

> Then we discussed current politics together. In that I expressed the same views that I had put down in writing, and had told orally several times to several persons. I concluded in the following words:

> “I was compelled to be a revolutionary and a conspirator when I had discovered that there was no peaceful or constitutional method open to me to attain the goal I had in view. But if the present reforms prove to be useful for the furtherance of our hopes in a peaceful way, we shall very willingly turn to constitutional methods and pursue gladly the constructive work on the principle of responsive cooperation. Revolutionaries as we were described to be, our policy was as much of responsive cooperation as that of those who swore by other methods. We will utilise to the full the present reforms in pursuance of that principle and with a similar object in view. National good was our sole objective and, if peaceful means served that end, we had no reason to cling to our old ways.”

> But was this convincing enough for the Government concerned? Will it believe in our bona fides? What then were we to do in the matter?

> Still, for a stipulated period, I agreed to take no part in politics, that is, in active day-to-day politics. In prison, I could not, of course, do any politics at all. But when outside I could do other kinds of work—educational, religious, and literary—and serve my country in diverse fields. Generals, as prisoners of war, cannot conduct the war and come on the battlefield. They are let off on parole after signing the pledge, like Lord Krishna, who agreed that he would not wield any arm during the continuance of the war. And it is considered no humiliation on their part to do so, and they consider it their duty to do so, in order that, later on, their services might be available to their nation by way of leading and guidance in other work.

> Taking this view of the whole matter, I had advised political convicts in the Andamans to sign a similar pledge to avail themselves of the general amnesty which had accompanied the new reforms. And hundreds of them had won their liberty by signing the pledge.

> Hence there was no objection for me to sign a pledge of enforced abstinence from current politics. A similar pledge could not obtain freedom for me in the past, as they made too much of my past history and of my association in that past with the active revolutionary movement in the country. And they had insisted that I should render a full account of them to the authorities. But I told the Governor of Bombay not to rake up the dead past, not to ask me any question about it. Let the dead past bury its dead, and the hatchet be buried along with it. Let him and let me talk of the future. The past had been filed and recorded once for all on either side. Let us think of the future.

> The Governor did not close the discussion after this categorical statement by me. He kept the topic of release open. He assured me finally that he would do his very best for my liberty on the condition of abstinence from active politics during a stipulated period of time, and on condition that some years of my liberty should be spent, like a man on parole, within a prescribed area. He added that he would place the whole matter before the coming Governor, Sir Leslie Wilson.

> With this definite promise to me, Sir George Lloyd bid me good-bye and left the prison along with the other officials who had accompanied him. He had treated me very cordially and had appreciative words for me during the course of the interview. I must say here that Major Murray had strongly supported the case for my release.


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 11 days ago

"What Will You Do After Becoming a Free Man?"


> Major Murray, our former Superintendent in the Andamans and now an Inspector in the Yeravada Jail, often used to ask me what I was going to do in life after I had become a free man. I gave him always a set answer, and that was that it depended always on the circumstances in which I happened to be discharged and which alone could shape my future course. The question and the answer never ended there but were invariably followed by a prolonged discussion about the future. And then I would conclude the whole argument with the proposition that if I were released unconditionally I would take my full part in the politics of the country.

> "What kind of politics?"—that was the question which inevitably followed.

> I had, then, to say that it also depended on the circumstances of the hour. If the reforms were to bear good fruit and naturally led to the further enlargement of powers granted to the people, I would be for responsive cooperation and work out my goal through the path of peace and constructive constitutional work. If a ban were put on me not to participate in politics for a few years, I would spend those years in other fields of work open to me. I told Major Murray that it was my duty, as a follower of responsive cooperation, to accept such conditions as would enable me to do better and larger work for my country than I was able to do during the years of imprisonment. I would thus be free to serve my mother country, and I would regard it as a social duty.

> This was not a new phase with me. I used to talk to the officers in the Andamans, when they discussed the matter with me, in the same vein. But nothing so far had come out of these talks. And I naturally concluded that this discussion would follow the way of all previous conversations on the subject. I had entertained no hopes from the discussion. Of course, human being that I was, I had been exerting my utmost to get free. On the other hand, not banking upon fond hope, I went on with my day-to-day public work in the prison with such patience as I had at my command.


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 11 days ago
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No Amount Of Logic Can Win Over Tragic Stories

I was reading the book Sanghi Who Never Went To A Sakha by Rahul Roushan and this passage came where he talks about how Hindu victims are systematically erased from memory and I find this so true.

How many of us think of Kanhaiya Lal or Umesh Kolhe or

Kamlesh Tiwari even once a month while the Other side keeps repeating the same narrative, whenever we think of pogrom against minorities or riots in India we always think of 2002 Gujarat riots not the 1984 Anti-Sikh pogrom.

Why is that?

u/AhamPranav — 12 days ago

Savarkar Brothers Transported to Mainland Indian Prisons


After the Indian Jails Committee visited the Andamans and strongly criticized the conditions at the Cellular Jail, the British government decided to close the Andamans as a penal colony. In March 1921, it ordered that prisoners be gradually transferred to prisons in mainland India.

In May 1921, Vinayak Damodar Savarkar and his elder brother, Ganesh Babarao Savarkar, were among those transferred, after spending nearly ten years in the Andamans.

The following is an excerpt from My Transportation for Life:


> One of such days. The hour was evening; the bell had rung; and I had made ready to return to my cell. I locked the oil-depot and had handed over the keys to the jamadar. Though on ticket, every evening I had to return to my solitary confinement in the appointed room. I gave the keys and was winding my way to the room for the night. A warder came up to me and slipped a chit into my palms. He smiled, full of joy, and hinted that it was good news. Then he went away.

> I opened the note and read that an order had come from the Indian Government to the head office of the Commissioner that day that the Savarkar brothers were to be sent back to India. The Government of Bombay had asked for their recall!

> Next morning the jailor sent for me in the office and ordered me to pack up my things. I then felt sure that this was a prelude to my departure for India.

> My brother and I were made to stand before the prison gate. The jailor handed us over to the police party in order to take us on the steamer bound for India. The kind jailor asked them not to put fetters on us. We were marched along, and at last the iron door of that horrible prison opened its jaws to let us out into the spacious atmosphere of the world outside.

> It had opened in 1909 and closed after swallowing up my elder brother. In 1911, the same horrible jaw opened out again and shut as soon as it had gulped me down. We had no hope then that we could come out of it alive. The iron portal that had shut upon us in 1911 turned on its hinges with a grating sound in 1921; the jaw opened, and we came out of it.

> The iron threshold of that iron gate, as we crossed it, made us aware that we were leaving the Andamans alive. I said to my brother, "This little threshold is a borderland between life and death. From death we are crossing into life only by stepping athwart the threshold. Yes, we have crossed it and stepped into the land of the living. And now? We do not mind very much. Let the future take care of itself."

> The outside of the prison was strictly guarded against the crowd that had gathered to give me a send-off. A large number of people had come there only to have a sight of me. The prisoners scattered over the settlement were scrupulously kept at their work that day. And yet many had come under some excuse or another and lay in hiding to have a look at me.

> We had walked only a few steps on our way to Port Blair under an escort when a Maratha prisoner by name Kushaba, who had been raised to the position of a jamadar and who was shortly to receive his ticket of freedom, suddenly rushed forward and, defying the escort that guarded us, put a garland of Champaka flowers round my neck on behalf of all the prisoners present. While the police party was about to raise a cry, he had already left after cheering my name and prostrating himself at my feet. He was liable to lose his job and be punished for such a sacrilege. But he seemed not to mind it.

> I still visualise the scene. The Maratha prisoner intent on garlanding me, and the baffled police officers straining to pull me off and handcuff me. The police officer was a symbol of twenty years' effort on the part of the authorities to blot me out from the memory of the people, to prevent one and all of them from having any photograph or book in their houses, or any relic to remind them of me and my work. All these years they had branded these actions as punishable offences. And now the police officer taking me to the steamer was making his last effort to prevent the prisoners from honouring me.

> On the other hand, the garland of Champaka flowers and the jamadar who gave it to me were a token of the love and veneration in which thousands of my fellow-countrymen still continued to hold me. My life and life-work had all along been the battleground between these two contending forces and of their action and reaction. And the manifestations in my life constituted so many symbolic expressions of the whole story. That was how I felt about the scene before me, and I expressed it in so many words to my brother beside me.

> This garland of flowers was an invaluable recognition of our efforts during the last ten years for the uplift of the Andamans. We felt our efforts rewarded by this token of love and reverence. It was dearer to us than any necklace of jewels. As he garlanded me, the crowd expressed its joy by clapping. These plaudits betokened loving gratitude that went home to my heart. It was a conclusive answer to the efforts of the authorities to inspire fear and disaffection about me among the settlers in the Andamans.

> As I climbed the ascent ten years ago from Port Blair to the Silver Jail, I had never imagined that the time would come when I was to descend from that place and go back to India. But now I had climbed down and was stepping into the steamer that was to take me back to India.

> …On the fifth day, as I was seated on the deck for half an hour's daily draught of fresh air, I saw a fortified wall right in front of me. A fellow-passenger told me that we were almost in India and the fortified wall was its boundary. I started. The fortress of India. The embankment, sighing for which I had kept my body and soul together during all the hard years I had passed in the Andamans, was right in front of me, and I was soon to be landed on it!

> This was Mother India, whom I was seeing again with my eyes. Her holy feet I was touching with my head. In this very life, I was seeing and touching them.

> I turned round to my brother and ejaculated, "Dear brother, behold our dear Bharat once again! Behold her feet washed by the blue waters of the sea around."

> We both got up from our seats, full of adoration and worship. We folded our hands with reverence and devotion. We felt a thrill passing through us, and we uttered the following prayer:

> Victory to the Goddess of Freedom,

> Vande Mataram!


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 12 days ago

Andamans Closed as a Prison Colony


The Indian Jails Committee, which visited Port Blair to assess the future of the settlement, published a report expressing "grave dissatisfaction" with conditions at the Cellular Jail. It concluded that "absolutely no attempt whatever to provide any kind of reformative influence on the convicts had ever been made." The Committee described the prison's moral atmosphere as "thoroughly unhealthy" and argued that the entire system was driven by vengeance rather than rehabilitation.

The horrors of the penal colony also became a major political scandal in India and abroad. Reports secretly smuggled out by prisoners, such as those by Hotilal Varma, exposed the brutal punishments, suicides like that of Indu Bhushan Roy, and the mental breakdown of prisoners such as Ullaskar Dutt, who were driven to insanity by the conditions.

In 1921, Colonel Josiah Wedgwood, a British Member of Parliament, visited India and published an article titled Hell on Earth in the Daily Herald. He exposed how hardened criminals were used as gangmasters to bully and terrorize political prisoners. Reverend C.F. Andrews likewise condemned the conditions as "altogether intolerable" and a "grave scandal," calling for the immediate abolition of the settlement.

Meanwhile, campaigns across India demanded the release of political prisoners. One petition, signed by around 75,000 people, highlighted the broken health of inmates, including the Savarkar brothers, and called for their release.

The British administration also came to view the concentration of numerous "desperate revolutionaries" in a single prison as a serious security risk. The coordinated strikes and resistance organized by political prisoners repeatedly disrupted prison discipline and attracted widespread public attention, further damaging the government's reputation.

As a result of these factors, the Government of India announced in March 1921 that banishment for life would no longer be used as a standard punishment and began dismantling the Cellular Jail as a penal colony. This led to the transfer of various categories of prisoners, including the Savarkar brothers, to prisons on the Indian mainland beginning in May 1921.


Excerpt from 'My Transportation for Life'

> As I was living my life thus, one morning my elder brother hurriedly came up to me and put a cutting from a newspaper on my table. I had to read it unnoticed by anyone else. I read it and found in it the news that the Government had resolved to close the Andamans as a colony for prisoners, that no fresh prisoners were to be sent to its Silver Jail, and that the old ones were to be transferred to prisons in India in case they would not agree to stay in the Andamans on some specific conditions.

> The news, of course, gratified me, for it was the fulfilment of the work we had started and carried on for the last ten years. I had stated before the Jail Commission all the grievances of the prisoners at Port Blair; and the manner in which I had championed their cause before the Commission, I had no doubt, had cost me my freedom from this jail, and was the main reason for my exclusion from the general amnesty that was proclaimed subsequently. Therefore, I had the self-satisfaction that, though I had not won my freedom, I had done all I could in the best interests of all the other prisoners in that jail, and was instrumental, at least partially, in the success that had come to them.

> Hundreds of prisoners in the jail showered their gratitude upon me. All of them knew one thing very well, and it was that during ten years of my association with them, I had carried on incessant agitation in the Silver Jail and outside for giving them an organised existence. I had carried on agitation in the press, through petitions, through civil resistance, through questions asked in the Imperial Legislature at Delhi, through protests, correspondence, and personal letters, to draw the pointed attention of India and its Central Government to their condition in the Andamans. And it was my persistence that had made the matter a live issue before the Jail Commission.

> To those who would felicitate me, I said, "At last the Andamans as a prison-colony is no more; the Silver Jail is dismantled. This change is not the result of any single-handed endeavour. It is the reward of ten years of continuous and all-sided agitation, to the success of which all of you, and especially the political convicts, have made a tremendous contribution by your trials and tribulations throughout this period. And if it has succeeded even partially, the credit is yours."

> I told them so and offered my sincerest felicitations to them in return.

> I added how fine it would have been for Mr. Barrie to be alive that day. Mr. Barrie used to taunt me that all my efforts were to go for nought and add that I was dashing my head against a stone wall; that it was not the wall that would break, but that my head would break. I could have told him that day as follows:

> “Mr. Barrie, my head had received many bruises by my dashing it continuously against your prison walls. No doubt about it. But behold! The wall of your prison has now been cracked and will soon crumble down. And I am here alive with all the bruises I have received in the fight.”


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 13 days ago

How Savarkar Convinced Political Prisoners to Sign the Amnesty Pledge


At the end of 1919, Emperor George V issued a Royal Proclamation to mark the inauguration of the Montagu–Chelmsford Reforms. The proclamation directed the Viceroy to exercise royal clemency toward political offenders "in the fullest measure" in order to remove bitterness between the government and the people.

> [During the visit of a Jail Commission who were interviewing him] Another, who was discussing me aside with a colleague, said, "What will you do if you are set free from this prison?" Before I could answer him, a member interposed ironically, "Of course, he will go on with his old business, that of spreading sedition in the country."

> I replied, "You seem to be knowing my mind too much. Otherwise, you would not have ventured that remark. Supposing I carry on as before, can you not put me back in the jail again? Will you keep a convict for ever in jail for fear that if he is discharged, he will begin his old game again? It is fair that you release me in pursuance of your own regulations. There has not been a single complaint against me during the last five years. Those who had tried several times to break away from the prison have not been kept in the Silver Jail for more than one year. I would abide by every condition you lay down for me even if you make me free in India, instead of transferring me from this prison to any other in India. If you forbid me from entering into politics, I shall do social and literary work in India. I shall try to serve mankind in many other ways. And if I break any condition that you may impose upon me, you are free to send me back to this prison on transportation for life. Your law is so comprehensive and your power is so all-embracing."

> Member: "Not so, for so long as you evade the law, the law cannot cover you on the charge of breaking it. You may not be caught and proceeded against for high treason. But that will not mean that you have not committed it."

> I:— "But then, you cannot also say positively that I have committed it. So long as you don't catch a thief in the very act, or you have no ground to suspect him of theft, you cannot arrest him for theft. And the same rule applies to a case of treason. I have several times forwarded my opinions to the Governor-General in Council. The constitutional reforms will enable me to do some constructive work for the country. And I would try to do my work in a constitutional manner. If the reforms prove fruitful that way, and clear the path to the goal all have in view, a political revolutionary like myself will prefer that path to bloodshed and unnecessary murder. Surely he is not so tired of his life as to risk it in that way. We followed that dangerous course in utter desperation and not because we were in love with it. And if you don't take me at my word, then I would give you in writing that I will take no part in politics for a stipulated period. Many of my friends will bind themselves down in writing like me. Let us be made free even with that restriction upon us. For we have much else to do in the service of our country in the field of literature and social reform. Why do you prevent us from doing it? Why do you keep so many useful, honest, brave and self-sacrificing persons behind the prison-bars and its stone walls? You have let off the Irish Sinn Feiners ten times. They broke your conditions ten times and yet you have made them free on the same conditions the eleventh time. Why not trust us then at least once? Why not give us a chance?"

> In this strain, the conversation went on for one hour and a half. I narrated to them the whole story of my experience in this prison, much of which I have already woven into this narrative.

> I also covered the whole ground of Criminal Law and Penology. I traced the whole system of prison administration from the Borstal system in England to the latest experiment in America and on the Continent of Europe. We had a long discussion on it.

> And, last, I embodied the gist of it all in a written petition. With this last direction, the Commission took leave of me.

> The Commission had called for similar written statements from three or four other political prisoners. Petitions were sent to the Commission from all parts of the settlement through the leaders of the prisoners working in the colony, as was previously arranged by us. These referred to matters special to the districts in which they worked.

> Two of the statements by political prisoners were very plain-spoken. All of us spoke with one voice and had unanimously made out a case for our release.

> ...I had the deep satisfaction of realising that I had done all that I could for the well-being of thousands of my fellow-prisoners, and the Government had no rational explanation to offer for my detention in that prison.

> ...Within a few days the Government announced its decision to let off all political prisoners in accordance with the terms of the general amnesty.

> ...All these discharged prisoners had to sign a pledge that they would abstain from politics and revolutionary activity for a certain number of years. And, if again they were tried and found guilty of treason, they would come back to the Andamans to serve the remainder of their life-sentence.

> Since the receipt of the wire to which I have already referred on a previous page, a hot discussion went on among us whether we should at all sign such a pledge for procuring our release. My advice to my friends was that there was nothing wrong in it, as it referred to a future contingency and was in the best national interest. I quoted to them instances from the life of Shivaji, of his dealing with Jai Singh and Afzulkhan; I told them of Guru Govind and his flight after the incident of Chamkaur; nay, I drew upon the life of Lord Krishna himself, in order to convince them of the correctness of the step they were taking.

Savarkar here refers to the example of his idol, Shivaji Maharaj, and cites how he too preferred using tactical retreats in dealing with Jai Singh, such as signing the Treaty of Purandar. He then eventually escaped from Mughal captivity at the Agra court and continued his fight for Swarajya. Similarly, he cites the examples of Guru Gobind Singh Ji and Sri Krishna; in the Mahabharata, Sri Krishna too retreated from the army of Jarasandha many times.

> The most obstinately proud among them would not be persuaded even by these parallels from the past. Their stubbornness on this subject, after all that they had suffered for the cause, inspired me with great hope for the future of the country. But, at last, I could convince them of my point of view, and they all signed the pledge without demur, and thus broke open the lock of the jail in the Andamans.

Despite the release of many political prisoners under the general amnesty, Savarkar and several other prominent revolutionaries were excluded. This outcome was strikingly consistent with a position Savarkar had expressed in his 1917 petition:

> In conclusion, I beg to add, in all sincerity, that if the Government thinks that it is only to effect my own release that I pen this; or if my name constitutes the chief obstacle in the granting of such an amnesty, then let the Government omit my name in their amnesty and release all the rest; that would give me as great a satisfaction as my own release would do.

—Petition from Savarkar to the Secretary to the Government of India Home Department, dated October 5, 1917, quoted in Savarkar: Echoes from a Forgotten Past, by Vikram Sampath, p. 532.

In the end, while numerous political prisoners regained their freedom, Savarkar himself remained behind bars.


Reference: My Transportation For Life

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u/AhamPranav — 13 days ago

Savarkar's Battle with Suicidal Thoughts in the Andamans


> To speak to none, to discuss with none, and to keep on looking at my naked body so shabby, so dust-covered, so sweated by the work on the oil-mill, a work that I had to do for the best part of the day. The body used to be full of perspiration; the dust thrown up by the turning wheel of the mill as it crushed and ground down the pieces of dry coconut fruit for oil, with other dust mixed up in it, had clung to it all over—this was the experience from which the mind revolted with disgust. It went on like this from hour to hour, from day to day, and, who knows, it might continue from month to month, and lengthen out into years.

> I began to hate myself.

> "Why should I bear it?" my mind asked me. "This your body and this your power, of what use are they to you now? What will you, and what can you, do with them to liberate your country, to revive its spirit, and to cover it with glory? Nothing, nothing at all, now and forever. Your body, your mind, your will and your power—they are all dust now in this darkness of your prison-house. And no more will you see light, no more the way out. The world knows not of your sufferings, and will not care to know. What effect, then, can it have upon the world? Thus you are of no use to yourself, no use to the world, nothing for the cause, nothing for mankind. A burden you are on earth; why then live? Why not end it all? A cord, a noose, a pull, and finis."

> So did my mind torture me and argue with me.

> End it all

> Your power to will and to persist was given to you to agitate the minds of your people, not unlike Mount Meru of Indian legend given to the Gods and the Demons to churn the ocean. Now they will be used by you to churn what? No better than to use the rod of Mount Meru to churn the curds for buttermilk! Why disgrace your gifts thus?

> Again and again the mind would revert to the same topic.

> "To live is futile; to die is honour," it would persist in admonition.

> Novalis and other foreign writers have said much in defence of suicide. It sometimes becomes an act of duty, as they preached it. And I recalled all their sayings in this perturbed state of my mind.

> One day, in the hottest part of the noon—and it was particularly warm that day—I was turning the 'Kolu', almost panting for my breath. All of a sudden I felt I was fainting and sat on the ground. My stomach had become hard like stone; the bowels within had stiffened; I supported myself against the wall; I shut my eyes and fell into a stupor.

> I do not know how long I was in that senseless condition.

> Suddenly I woke up from that deep state of unconsciousness. For a few minutes I knew not where I was, and what I was doing. I had lost all sense of time and space. Deep peace of nescience, state of perfect bliss, complete self-forgetfulness, body, mind and soul merged into one, and the sense of personality gone from them—this was what I seemed to experience in that happy mood which lasted but for a few minutes. Life in death and death in life, as it seemed to me then!

> And then I came to myself. Objects around me became clearer, one after another. And I resumed my work.

> My mind was ever goading me:

> "Why don't you finish that work? Death is no torture. You have experienced it now—complete self-forgetfulness and the peace of nescience. Thousands of prisoners have used the means to attain that nirvana. Why do you hold back? Don't; take a piece of string and strangle yourself. End all this trouble thus. Why not?"

> The lure of Suicide

> The whole day passed in this obsession of mind. Suicide—that one word was luring me on. Death was nothing but that indifferent state I had lately experienced. And it was, indeed, better than my present state.

> Twice did this mood come over me. Once when I was re-arrested at Marseilles and was proceeding through Aden to India. The sea was a blazing furnace of fire, so hot we felt round about Aden; I was then in the lock-up of a cabin, distressed in mind and heated in body. And now in the Andamans, working on 'Kolu', when the brain became dull and the body failed me. A wrestle within me between reason and desire, when reason had almost gone under!

> The same was to happen to me twice in the future.

> That night as I lay on my bed, my eyes were riveted on the barred window, where I had known that prisoners before me in the room had hanged themselves and taken leave of their lives. I listened to that controversy between reason and desire as a third person, and I wove it into a poem later on.

> Again and again the voice of reason would admonish the voice of desire in some such words:

> "Fool, how proud, how vain you are! Let us believe that you were meant to do great deeds of heroism and national uplift. But what of it now? The human machine is now useless for you, you say. Maybe; granted that it is true. Have not thousands of such machines been completely shattered prior to this? Why not use the machine that God gave you for humbler ends? Why break it with your own hands?

> Silent, unknown tortures—to bear and endure them—is also a part of its work. In national work, on a stupendous scale, one has to fight and conquer from point to point, from stage to stage. This may be a stage in your onward march to success. This is, perhaps, the hardest stage, the tightest corner that you have to turn. Will you turn away from this part of duty? Rather stay on and fight, fight at bay if you must. That is also a compliment to the human machine which you will so recklessly destroy."

> And if you must die then Die fighting

> Kill one enemy of the country and then expire. Why die like a coward? Your tribulations must influence the country, however small that influence may be. And if you don't believe it, and if you conclude that they shall have no repercussions outside, even then why need you hang yourself? It is dying like a dog.

> They did not send you to the gallows. Consider why. Were they smitten with compassion? No; they did not hang you because they thought it impolitic to do so. Now, if you hang yourself, you will be only playing into their hands. You will add to the failures and ruin of your party. Why, then, quit the world thus? It will be a distinct disservice to the cause, which you yearn should prosper.

> You are a soldier in this war of freedom. Then die like a hero. Do not commit suicide, but kill and die in the fight."

> Reason, when it argued with desire in this fashion, convinced and won me over to her side. I had become desperate. That mood of desperation was conquered, and I recovered my poise once again.

> If I resolve to die, I die only thus

> Not only did I make up my mind to die bravely, but I persuaded all my friends and disciples in that jail that it was their duty, in virtue of the pledge they had taken, to die like heroes. I thus saved many a lonely and wretched human being in that place from the verge of suicide.


Reference: My Transportation For Life

Get the PDF of the whole book from here: https://savarkar.org/en/pdfs/My-Transportation-for-Life-Veer-Savarkar.pdf


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