An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth
- Idioma:
- anglès
- Completesa:
- Obra completa
- Autoria:
- Escrita per l'autor
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- ~180.000 paraules · 848 passatges
Cita aquesta obra
- APAMahatma Gandhi. (n.d.). An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth. Digital reproduction: SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/mahatma-gandhi/an-autobiography-the-story-of-my-experiments-with-truth
- MLAMahatma Gandhi. An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth. Digital reproduction, SigPhi, https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/mahatma-gandhi/an-autobiography-the-story-of-my-experiments-with-truth.
- ChicagoMahatma Gandhi. An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth. Digital reproduction, SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/ca/works/mahatma-gandhi/an-autobiography-the-story-of-my-experiments-with-truth.
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De què tracta
El relat que Gandhi va fer de la seva vida fins als anys vint: la infantesa, els estudis a Londres, els anys a Sud-àfrica i la formació del que després anomenaria satyagraha.
Context i història
El va escriure en gujarati i va sortir per entregues en un setmanari seu entre el 1925 i el 1929; l'anglès és una traducció feta pel seu secretari Mahadev Desai i revisada per ell mateix. El títol no és una modèstia: Gandhi hi insisteix que no escriu una autobiografia sinó la història d'uns experiments, i que el que hi explica són intents seus i no receptes. S'atura abans dels episodis que el van fer famós arreu, cosa que sorprèn qui hi ve buscant-los.
Context editorial, no una font citable: a diferència dels passatges de l'obra, aquestes dades no es poden contrastar amb el corpus.
The outstanding impression my mother has left on my memory is that of saintliness. She was deeply religious. She would not think of taking her meals without her daily prayers. Going to Haveli — the Vaishnava temple — was one of her daily duties. As far as my memory can go back, I do not remember her having ever missed the Chaturmas 1. She would take the hardest vows and keep them without flinching. Illness was no excuse for relaxing them. I can recall her once falling ill when she was observing the Chandrayana 2 vow, but the illness was not allowed to interrupt the observance. To keep two or three consecutive fasts was nothing to her. Living on one meal a day during Chaturmas was a habit with her. Not content with that she fasted every alternate day during one Chaturmas, During another Chaturmas she vowed not to have food without seeing the sun. We children on those days would stand, staring at the sky, waiting to announce the appearance of the sun to our mother. Everyone knows that at the height of the rainy season the sun often does not condescend to show his face. And I remember days when, at his sudden appearance, we would rush and announce it to her. She would run out to see with her own eyes, but by that time the fugitive sun would be gone, thus depriving her of her meal. “That does not matter,” she would say cheerfully, “God did not want me to eat today.” And then she would return to her round of duties, My mother had strong commonsense. She was well informed about all matters of State, and ladies of the court thought highly of her intelligence. Often I would accompany her, exercising the privilege of childhood, and I still remember many lively discussions she had with the widowed mother of the Thakore Saheb. Of these parents I was born at Porbandar, otherwise known as Sudamapuri, on the 2nd October, 1869. I passed my childhood in Porbandar. I recollect having been put to school. It was with some difficulty that I got through the multiplication tables.…