Dyuman's Correspondence with The Mother

28 April 1935

My dear Mother,

How is it that I read nothing, learn nothing! Some people learn languages, some learn painting, some learn singing; many read books on yoga and some are typing out Sri Aurobindo's articles in "Arya".

All that is for people who have a restless mind and need some mental occupation.

How is it I do nothing? This becomes a riddle to me at times, and I have no solution except this: it does not matter, let me have my Mother; it is quite sufficient if I have Her.

This is surely the best.

Always with you, my dear child

28 April 1935