The Mother

Agenda

Volume 6

May 11, 1965

After having translated “the” line from “Savitri”:

One a day, that would be 365, and the way we are going, how many would it be?

104 a year.

It doesn't matter, we're living in eternity.

Previously, I used to translate three or four lines every day; sometimes less, sometimes more, and it used to go very fast. But now, mon petit, (laughing) I have no time left for anything! It's traditional or agreed upon that I “must” take something in the afternoon to make a break between morning and evening – I never have the time! Those who are supposed to leave at 4 o'clock leave at 4:45.

You would need a police force near you...

Yes.

... someone with authority, pitiless, who would say, “Time is up, out you go!”

Yes, a police force.

And above all I shouldn't be asked, because if they come and tell me, “Oh, so-and-so wants to see you; oh, so-and-so has sent a letter ...,” I can't very well answer, “Ah, no! Now I am resting”! It's a bit... It's not a pleasant feeling and the rest wouldn't be very restful. But it has reached the point (there are four secretaries, as you know) where one chap said, I'll shoot him – one of the four secretaries, because he didn't pass on the letters. So you understand (laughing), your police force would be in danger!

We can only smile, it's the best remedy – laugh and smile.

We must learn to laugh, more and more.