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

fancy that sings “We are the sons of sons that baffled.” What lies! No man should be allowed to state that he is the son of any other sire, but his individual father and mother and at the most, of those, whom he can prove on written testimony to have entered into blood connection with his family. We were going to claim his first attention for this task but that he has already reserved, as he declared in that speech for the still more urgent business of suppressing all other papers but Young India and Nav-Jivan! The poor Mahratta, of course, being destined to be the first fat kid to be sacrificed to the Goddess of Liberty, as Gandhiji had seen her. But if a mere chance that the cockney in the East London has, of conceivably being related through blood in the ninetieth generation before him to, say Thomas-a-Backet by virtue of the custom of intermarriages, entitles him to claim him as his sire, then surely, the chance, that the poor Hindu too has, of being somehow, somewhere and somewhen relation through blood to the illustrious names of Hindu history must entitle him, in spite of the caste system and absence of the custom of intermarriages amongst the Hindus, to claim to inherit their blood. For, first of all, the racial stock of the Aryans used to intermarry amongst themselves. Even a casual acquaintance with the Vedic literature can convince—has convinced, every one, of the fact, outside the Sabarmati Ashram. Secondly, even the mere mention of the Aunloma (अनुलोम) and Pratiloma (प्रतिलोम) theory of marriage, which the most ancient Smrities record, and the hundreds of examples that lie scattered throughout the pages and periods of the history and mythology of our race, prove that these systems actually affected the everyday life of the people. The mere mention of these should be enough to prove that the racial blood of our ancestors could never be said to have been absolutely locked in watertight compartments. Mahabharat abounds with precedents—the very heroes of that epic show that even the kingly houses, did at times, admit strains of popular blood. The birth stories of Vyasa, Valmiki, Parashuram or Vashishtha, the origin of the castes of Suta and Magadha down to Chandals, the descriptions of the harems of Krishna and Arjun and Bhima—who married Hedamba—Chandragupta and Ashoka-down to Mahadaji Scindia who descended from a Rajput mother and a Mahratha—all these and hundreds of other illustrations joined with the supreme fact that Nature has and will ever prove stronger than all the caste rules and regulations, prove to the hilt that the caste system has not been and perhaps was never meant to be, an absolute and imperious dam