Narlok Se Kinnar Lok Tak
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Summary
Here is a comprehensive summary of the provided Jain text, "Narlok se Kinnar lok tak" by Jatanlal Rampuriya:
The author, Jatanlal Rampuriya, begins by reflecting on a quote from Stephen Harold Spender: "But reading is not idleness... it is passive, receptive side of civilization without which the active and creative world be meaningless. It is immortal spirit of the dead realised within the bodies of the living." This quote triggers his memories of his childhood and adolescence, particularly his summer vacations spent voraciously reading literature. He lists the extensive works he consumed during his school days, including works by Premchand, Jaishankar Prasad, K.M. Munshi, Acharya Hazari Prasad Dwivedi, Sexton Blake, Tolstoy, Chekhov, and Maxim Gorky. He notes that despite a lifelong passion for reading since moving to Calcutta in 1955, the practical application of what he’s read in daily life has often been subtle, like the unconscious recognition of Prasad's poetry. He relates this to the feeling of being too busy in modern life ("What is the life that full of care, we have not time to stand and state") to fully appreciate things, only realizing their significance later, akin to the delayed pain of an injury. He contrasts this with moments of leisure where absorbed thoughts surface and demand understanding.
The author then focuses on the Spender quote, "It is immortal spirit of the dead realised within the bodies of the living." This line particularly resonates with him, recalling his experience with Acharya Hazari Prasad Dwivedi's novel, Bana Bhatt Ki Atmakatha (The Autobiography of Bana Bhatt), which he read at fifteen. He delves into the fascinating background of this novel's publication, recounting the story of a foreign woman, Miss Cathagene, from a distinguished Austrian Christian family. This woman, who had gained proficiency in Sanskrit and Hindi, visited India at the age of 68 and spent eight years exploring historical sites. Acharya Dwivedi affectionately called her "Didi" (elder sister). She possessed a deep reverence for Indian knowledge and culture, appearing wise and spiritual with her collections of ancient artifacts. She was often exploited by people who would take items from her collection without her knowledge.
Miss Cathagene's profound connection to India and its culture seemed rooted in past life impressions. She would often become deeply engrossed in meditation, her face radiating a divine aura. After her meditative states, her words carried a unique spirituality. During her final visit, returning from Rajgir, she met Dwivedi and spoke of her arduous journey on foot along the banks of the River Son, stating she was tired and asking him to visit the next day. The next day, when Dwivedi went to her residence, her servant revealed she had been sitting quietly until 2 AM, then began writing. She wrote throughout the night, remaining at her table until 8 AM the next day, with the lantern still lit, before falling asleep on the table. She awoke later and was preparing for tea when Dwivedi arrived. She was delighted and shared that she had completed the Hindi translation of materials gathered during her "Son journey," urging him to get it translated into English.
This encounter and Miss Cathagene's subsequent letter, included in the novel's epilogue, add layers of mystery and depth, casting an "unwanted shadow" of the unseen over the visible narrative. The author feels this letter provides a profound insight into a spiritual realization, hinting that "Ban Bhatt" isn't confined to India. He questions the identity of the "new Ban Bhatt" who appeared in Austria and wonders if Miss Cathagene saw herself through the eyes of her beloved poet. He laments not asking her sooner and believes she was trying to convey a profound truth. He draws a parallel with Arthur Conan Doyle's detective stories, suggesting that the "wisdom of Hitopadesha" can be found not just in moral texts but also in detective fiction. He feels that Doyle's stories, filled with light, imply that even in darkness, a ray of hope exists. The stars of good thoughts twinkle in the universe of the mind, allowing for the creation of a clean inner world, much like the vastness of space. Doyle's narratives, he believes, convey that actions are governed by self-inflicted discipline, and misdeeds ultimately punish the doer.
Rampuriya then discusses Arthur Conan Doyle's popularity and the art of his storytelling, characterized by complex plots, suspenseful situations, flowing narratives, witty dialogues, and enduring expression. He notes that while Doyle's stories often depict violence and the criminal underworld, they also explore the psychological motivations behind crimes. Sherlock Holmes, his iconic detective, is portrayed as detached and analytical, solving crimes through deduction and observation from the comfort of his home rather than through physical confrontation. Holmes's lack of malice towards criminals stems from his focus on their actions and the inevitable consequences of their deeds.
The author further elaborates on the concept of "immortal spirit" and the interconnectedness of all things, from the grains of sand on the River Son to Austria. He connects this to Miss Cathagene's belief that "Ban Bhatt is not only found in India," suggesting that the same spiritual energy flows through all beings. He draws parallels between the shayar (jackal) Miss Cathagene found reminiscent of Buddha's time and the spirit of Ban Bhatt, implying that a shared spiritual essence transcends time and space. He concludes that the ability to perceive this truth lies not in our physical eyes but in our healthy state of mind, especially during moments of leisure when we can "stand and stare," absorb goodness, and realize the "immortal spirit of the dead within us." He reiterates that the "amrit energy of the past" leads us to truth, goodness, and beauty, a realization Miss Cathagene experienced. He emphasizes the importance of avoiding laziness, negligence, and haste, as these can lead to regrets and errors that linger. He ends by wishing the reader freedom from such pitfalls and bestows his blessings.