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

been sentenced here additionally—are allowed to go and settle on the island and bring their family here. In short, all the concessions that the prisoners get under the regulations here in force. In this, we ask nothing special and this by repeated petitions from you and us both, we in all probability will succeed in getting. Last year in the letter of our dearest Vahini, she had not written how the little Dhondi was? Is She married? Please give my best love to our beloved Yamuna—how is her health? Does she read? In what class or college is my dear Balvantrao? And the other children? Give my best love and respects to my dearest elder sister-in-law—whose life is a record of self-sacrifice and noble enduring and calm and silent suffering for no fault of her and for the good of others, and also to my younger Vahini whose kind remembrances of me I got last year through our Mai’s letter. I remember them and all other beloved friends every day. At every corner that my mind takes in its aimless rambles, their dear image is sure to be met and then my mind is sure to stop and build a new temple of a sweet and a sad tear and hold them there a while and worship them, who made my life as it is and pray they do not forget me. Whoever allowed, maybe for a minute—the right of loving and being loved by me—I worship them all in the same temple and on the same pantheon my petts and boomfriends, my comrades and chums!! Well my dearest brother, I am glad your study of medicine is promising to be fruitful. Do not injure health for the sake of study. Let me know your weight. Now my dearest Bal with all my love and with my choicest आशीर्वाद to you and our dear little Vasant and our sister Mai, will you allow me to tear myself from your sweet mental communion.