मेरा आजीवन कारावास / माझी जन्मठेप (स्वातंत्र्यवीर सावरकर - काले पानी का ऐतिहासिक संस्मरण)

never to be trusted. But, he continued, the Commissioner had always blamed him. They
did not behave well even to him. They deserved nothing but kicks.
It gave me great anxiety about the future in store for me. I had already suffered
enough in one conspiracy case, and I feared what this case would bring to me. We had
already been on transportation for life, my life-sentence was fifty years. The Gods that
did me that ill-turn may involve me in this and deal even worse with me. I never more
thought of being sent out in the settlement. The manufacturing of bombs and the
chartering of boats had made that out of question. The officers behaved insolently
towards me and told me openly that I should no more think of it. They had final orders
from the Government of India that I was not to be released from this jail till I had run my
full sentence of fifty years or till I was dead before that time.
Who can describe the state of their mind, when these political prisoners heard
these words from their officers? Some like me on life-sentence, all utterly helpless and
locked up in their respective cells, with this new charge possibly hanging over their
heads, and the nature of that charge still a mystery to them ! A few days passed in this
disordered and apprehensive state of mind, and they could not see their way out of it.
But this bewilderment continued no further and we were soon able to plan our
future course. First of all, we made up our minds to entertain no unnecessary fears. Next,
three of us were to write to the authorities to let them know definitely what the charge
against them was. Thirdly, if our offence was bomb-making, plotting to escape from this
place, conspiracy, or general revolt, we were to ask them to start criminal prosecution
against us. The suspicion was, of course, against those of us who had been working
outside the prison and the petition was forwarded in their names. They got a reply that the
officers had not sufficient evidence in their hands to launch a prosecution. Then they
insisted on work outside the prison, when they were warned not to think of it. The
ordinary suits in the Andamans were filed before a court without a pleader to conduct
either the prosecution or the defence, without either assessors or a jury. And if a man like
Mr. Barrie, who was an expert in concocting evidence, could not prosecute us before
such a court, the conclusion was inescapable that the whole story must be both imaginary
and exaggerated. But whatever the nature of the evidence, it was enough to damn us with
the Government of India. For, it would afford them material enough to send highly
coloured reports about miscreants in this prison so that they could be doomed for life to
rot in this jail. It was particularly so in an individual case like mine.
We have said above how our letters had reached India and how their publication
in the newspaper had created a stir there. To this was added the report of a bomb-factory
in the Andamans. The Government of India, therefore, decided to depute their own
officer to ascertain the truth behind these two reports. And no less a person than the
Home Member himself—Sir Reginald Craddock, afterwards Governor of Burma—
undertook the voyage on that mission.