Give to us the indomitable courage to go to the bottom of Ruin
itself. Impart grace to all that is baneful."
It was not clear to whom Sandip Babu addressed his last appeal.
It might have been She whom he worshipped with his __Bande
Mataram__. It might have been the Womanhood of his country.
Or it might have been its representative, the woman before him.
He would have gone further in the same strain, but my husband
suddenly rose from his seat and touched him lightly on the
shoulder saying: "Sandip, Chandranath Babu is here."
I started and turned round, to find an aged gentleman at the
door, calm and dignified, in doubt as to whether he should come
in or retire. His face was touched with a gentle light like that
of the setting sun.
My husband came up to me and whispered: "This is my master, of
whom I have so often told you. Make your obeisance to him."
I bent reverently and took the dust of his feet. He gave me his
blessing saying: "May God protect you always, my little mother."
I was sorely in need of such a blessing at that moment.
Nikhil's Story
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One day I had the faith to believe that I should be able to bear
whatever came from my God.
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