India taint of otherness is unable to move. Indians are wearing caps that do not fit them. A singular exception was Aurobindo, who, having browsed in many fields of thought, never suffered from spiritual eructation. He assimilated everything and then uttered forth from a fuller mentality. But he was alone; he has left behind no heir to his light. The rest in philosophy is not silence, but an idle repetition of idle pomposities
India has had only two critics; the Buddha and Patanjali, bot of whom lived ages ago. Since those happy days the breed seems to have died out. Indian contemporary pedagoues and professors are truly pathetic figures, mouting with lofty airs the openions of other people. When they try to think for themselves, as somettimes happen, they give us nothing but learned squawks and squeaks
Kind Regards
Sunder T
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