भारतीय इतिहास के ६ स्वर्णिम पृष्ठ (वीर सावरकर - विदेशी आक्रान्ताओं पर विजय गाथा)

In your answer, please inform me how our dear Motherland is getting
on? Is the Congress united? Does it pass the resolution for the release of
the political prisoners from year to year as it did at Allahabad in 1910?
Any remarkable Swadeshi enterprise like the iron works of Tata or
Steam Navigation Company or new mills? How is the Republic of
China? Does it not sound like Utopia realized? A Romance of History!
Don’t suppose that China’s work is a day’s. No! from 1850, they have
been strenuously at it, though the world knows not where the Sun is
making its way—till it is risen: and Persia, Portugal and Egypt? And are
the Indians in south Africa successful in getting their demands? Please
do mention if any important law has been passed by the new Councils,
e. g. the Education Bill of the Hon. Mr. Gokhale. When the great Tilak
is due to be released?
Did you show my letter to my beloved Yamuna? Please translate all to
her. It is only a few years more not more than 5—when a better day will
dawn. So my beloved wife, hold on as nobly as you have done. My most
respectful pranams to my dearest Vahini—she who had been and is still
through her blessings—a mother, a sister and a friend at the same time. I
cannot name, for obvious reasons, others with whose memory my heart
is now overwhelmingly full. Tell them all that I remember each and all
of them. How can I forget them? No, a man in a prison cannot forget.
The mind, shut up from the new impressions can only feed on the old
ones, and so in a prison, so far from forgetting old acquaintances, one
vividly remembers and begins to love even those who were before
forgotton. My sweet friends, in a prison one weeps and weeps and
vainly waits for some one to come to wipe the tears—to speak a word of
affection and love. Oh in a prison how can I forget? To all those please
give my affection and love who you know were my sweet friends and
comrades and dearer than life to me, and to those who even when some
were not ashamed to disown the ties of blood, are still standing by you
and remember me, my deepest obligations are due. They know that a
letter from a jail must be more or less stereotyped, and hence no names.
Please give my ashirwadas to dear Mai, my only sister and Vasant, my
only hope. Also remember me to dear Mami and little Champi.
with all love
I remain, your own brother
TATYA