The Mother

Agenda

Volume 12

June 30, 1971

There's a dreadful confusion, everyone is quarreling.... Before, at least, Indira and N.S. got along with one another, but now.... Indira has sent word through the governor that if I had something to tell her, I should do so through him – I have nothing to say.

  We're receiving letters from all over with the “true knowledge” of what should be done according to Sri Aurobindo, and.... There's such a mixture, things are all scrambled, oh!...

It is Falsehood putting a mantle of truth in order to appear credible.

The two of them don't get along anymore because Indira says that I told her one thing, while N.S. says, “No, Mother said that.” That's where we are.¹

Well, you should say exactly what you said!

Yes, but each interprets it in her own way!...

On the one hand, they say that the war is imminent; on the other hand, war is useless – all that supported by what I am supposed to have said.

Well, anyway....

Why couldn't you have Indira read my article [on Bangladesh]?

But I believe somebody had her read it.

That would very much surprise me.... Have it sent through J. [the governor]!

(after a silence, Mother shakes her head)

They've missed the moment. They've lost the chance.

Yes, that's what I think too.

(long silence)

Can you imagine that along with the refugees, some Pakistanis have entered India, and they have poisoned wells and rivers. Some of them were caught in the act. It's dreadful....

But they get exactly what they deserve! They want to be like holy little saints, and not interfere nor do anything. So, it results in millions of refugees, their wells get poisoned and everything gets worse. They are shrinking from making war, you see!

  (Mother goes within for a long time)

Parliament seems to be in favor of war – Parliament wants war, but it's the government that doesn't want.

Yes.

(Mother goes back within)

But the disease is infecting the whole world. There's an American who had come here and she was supposed to come back; she was stabbed at night on her way home – in New York. It seems that you can't go out at night in New York, unless there are three or four people together.... The world has gone mad – everywhere.

¹ And what exactly did Mother's “emissaries” report to one and to the other?

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