An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth
- Idioma:
- inglés
- Estado:
- Obra completa
- Autoría:
- Escrita por el autor
- Estado del texto:
- Sin ruido de escaneo detectado (medición automática sobre todo el texto, no revisada a mano)
- Extensión:
- ~180.000 palabras · 848 pasajes
Cita esta obra
- APAMahatma Gandhi. (n.d.). An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth. Digital reproduction: SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/es/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/es/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/es/works/mahatma-gandhi/an-autobiography-the-story-of-my-experiments-with-truth.
Referencia de la edición que reproduce SigPhi: SigPhi es su reproducción digital, no el editor. El año de la edición no consta en los metadatos (por eso «n.d.») y el traductor solo aparece cuando consta.
De qué trata
El relato que Gandhi hizo de su vida hasta los años veinte: la infancia, los estudios en Londres, los años en Sudáfrica y la formación de lo que después llamaría satyagraha.
Contexto e historia
Lo escribió en guyaratí y salió por entregas en un semanario suyo entre 1925 y 1929; el inglés es una traducción hecha por su secretario Mahadev Desai y revisada por él mismo. El título no es una modestia: Gandhi insiste en que no escribe una autobiografía sino la historia de unos experimentos, y en que lo que cuenta son intentos suyos y no recetas. Se detiene antes de los episodios que lo hicieron famoso en todas partes, cosa que sorprende a quien viene buscándolos.
Contexto editorial, no una fuente citable: a diferencia de los pasajes de la obra, estos datos no se pueden comprobar contra 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.…