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

Gujarati can. Even amongst those who are Kshatriyas of Shivaji’s caste, all
cannot claim him as their ancestor; for many—nay, the majority of their
families had no blood connection with the Bhonsles or the Jadhavas.
Leaving aside the question of Shivaji, we cannot positively succeed in
proving that we possess the blood of even the Peshavas in our veins unless
and until our genealogy reveals a marriage connection with the Bhats and
other families relating to the Peshavas. All Brahmins also cannot claim
common blood, for they all do not intermarry. So, then taking the last case
of Maharashtra, not only does a Gujarati or a Bengali or a Madrasi or a
Punjabi Hindu fail to establish his superstitious belief that claims Bajirao
and Shivaji and Ramdas and Nana and Bhau and the hundred other heroic
figures that fought for, died for and won the cause of Hindu-patpadashahi in
the past as his glorious forefathers, but even a Maratha, a Maharashtrian,
must disown them unless indeed, any one of them can produce a genealogy
establishing an individual blood relation through inter-marriage. Nor can all
Rajputs claim Pratap for their ancestor, nor the Sikhs Guru Govind for
theirs. In such an anomalous situation, all that one can state is that Sambahji
alone inherited the blood of Shivaji or following the more unobjectionable
style of Satyakama Jabali of old, assert that any given person can claim the
blood of his mother alone—and of no one else.
So, then, the poor Hindu is no racial entity at all. Shri Ram and Shri
Krishna are mere persons to him, with whom he has nothing more in
common either in blood or ancestry than he has with the citizens of
Timbuctoo or with the man in the moon! Thus, he who used to live and
breathe and had his being in a sublime conviction of his consanguinity and
affinity with the seers and heroes and warriors, with Ram and Krishna and
Shivaji, find the stream of his lifeblood suddenly choked and dried up, lost
in bogs and sands of Mahatma Sahara of absurdity, and stand alone, a unity
by himself, no one in the world whom he can call his kith or kin outside the
scrap of his family-genealogical chart.
But then, the Hindu suffers not alone. He has to undergo the pangs of
bereavement in company with almost all the world. If a Hindu cannot be
said to possess the blood of a Pratap or a Shivaji, as Englishman too cannot
by the same analogy, be said to be positively entitled to inherit the blood of
a Cromwell or a Shakespeare. For, in spite of a general custom of
intermarriages amongst the English people, no one can assert that every
English individual has affinity with all other English people or has entered