The Sun and The Rainbow


- Foreword
- Spiritual India and Sri Aurobindo
- What Sri Aurobindo Means to Me
- India and the Fate of Nations
- The Integral Yoga, Work and Life-Activity
- Sri Aurobindo and the Reshaping of Man
- Two Letters from the Ashram
- A Dream and an Attempt at its Reading
- Money and the Spiritual Aspirant
- The First Americans in the Sri Aurobindo Ashram
- The Twenty-fifth Anniversary of Mother India
- Sex and Spirituality
- The Past Religions, the Old Yogas
- Sri Aurobindo, Other Teachings,
- Punctuating Our World-View
- A Birthday Letter
- Each of Us on Earth
- When Nehru Met Shaw
- Jawaharlal Nehru and Modem India
- The Two Smiles
- To a Peace Corps Worker in Nepal
- Some Misunderstandings about the Ashram
- The Mother's Gayatri
- Aids to an Inquiring Seeker
- The Fount of Poetry
- A Poet's Sincerity
- Some Comments on Savitri
- Mind of Light (Poem)
- This Too is Her Love (Poem)
- No Return (Poem)
- Pranam to the Divine Mother (Poem)
- The Mother Two Phases (Poem)
- Tennis with the Mother (Poem)
- Her Changing Eyes (Poem)
- A Poet in the Making
- The Hero
- A Mere Manuscript
- The Heart and Art of these Stories
- Sri Aurobindo's Comments
- Supplement The Mother and Sehra
- Preface
- A Letter to the Mother and Her Answer
- A Dream-Vision on 14 June, 1956
- The Mother's Programme for a Devotee
- December 5 Two statements by sehra in 1956
- The Mother's Work in a Dreadful Place
- A Dream-Vision - January 3,1962
- Three Little Conversations with the Mother
- An Experience Recollected
- Sri Aurobindo's Home in the Subtle-Physical
- Communication with Objects around Us
- A Crucial Dream and the Mother's Interpretation
- A Message Heard on November 17, 1974
- A Dream-Vision of the Mother
- Two Independent Remembrances

Punctuating Our World-View
AN EXERCISE WITH THE PASSAGE OF TIME
What punctuation-mark could better express our state of mind face to face with the modern world and its enigmatic as well as ominous movement from day to day than the sign of interrogation?
Some might be stirred to use the exclamation-sign because every day an unpleasant surprise is in store for us making us sit up straight and evoking from our hearts a desperate "Oh!"
Others might vote for the colon: they would do so on the following ground: each sunrise reveals more glaringly the import of unpleasantness suggested by the previous sunset.
Still others would select the semi-colon; they would like to symbolise their sense of a continual heaping up of disagreeable developments; each such development would appear to add its own new shade to the significance of the last; the new shade in turn leads on to the next frightful nuance.
A few might plump for the comma, with the plea that the pause between event and event is a mere seeming, and the same old story of misfortune unfolds itself, piece after piece, without any apparent end, any sign of a new turn.
Perhaps a yet smaller group would pick out the full-stop. They would indicate their impression of a cleavage between one day's evil and another's. They would discern a jerkiness and discontinuity and illogic. It would be as if the world-spirit were in an interminable state of nightmare on abrupt surreal-ist nightmare.
As an alternative to the full-stop a handful might make a
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dash for the dash — the cleavage and discontinuity and jerki-ness and illogic of events make a headlong series — they give us no time to arrive at a conclusion about anything — the surrealist nightmares take the bit between their teeth and gallop at breakneck speed everywhere to nowhere.
But am 1 wrong in saying that the large majority of thinking people would favour the question-mark? How well it combines something of all the implications by its very vagueness! And in addition this is what it represents: the tension of undecidedness we have all the time. The tension comes of our long-drawn-out uncertainty about various problems; it is also bom of our anxious straining after solutions that seem to keep ever eluding us. All the empty succession, the pointless continuity, the immeasurable monotony of our life is there, with their answer-defying problems. And there is yet something more. The answer-defiance brings us again and again to a halt. And at last — at long last — we feel our hopes dashed — till we begin doubting the value of every position — and the one who questions what will happen to the world tomorrow asks himself "Will even the questioner live beyond today?"
But all punctuation severs to a greater or lesser degree what is really the single indivisible expression of One Existence and One Consciousness and One Delight thrown into everlasting play by that Unity's multitudinous vision of its own truth and if we could pass beyond a punctuated view of the world we should know each today as the enigmatic and ominous appearance worn by an evolving mystery of divine Selfhood which carries the fulfilling sense of an eternal answer to every quivering question of time.
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