CHAPTER XII. BARADA BABU.

BECHARAM BABU of Bow Bazar was sitting in his reception-hall, and

with him were a few persons singing snatches of songs. The Babu

was himself selecting the different subjects, and his selection was

a sufficiently varied one: the verses were being sung to the most

popular tunes. Many people in the exuberance of their enthusiasm

would have rolled about on the floor on hearing such ravishing

strains, but Becharam Babu sat there as stolid as a painted

marionette. Beni Babu of Bally arrived while the music was still

in progress, and Becharam Babu at once stopped it, and said to his

guest: "Ah! Beni, my friend! what, are you still alive? Baburam

is still nursing his wrath; it is like fire smouldering amid burnt

rags. He absolutely refuses to bid pacified. Some unpleasantness

was bound to arise out of the affair of Manirampur: it has been

an experience for us. It is commonly reported that the family has

a bitter enemy, and that he went as one of the bridegroom's party."

_Beni_.-- Speak to me no more on the subject of Baburam Babu: the

whole affair has annoyed me extremely. I should like to get away

altogether and give up my house at Bally: the old Sanscrit saying

occurs to me, "What else may not destiny have in store for me?"

_Becharam_.-- Well, such is the way things are going with Baburam:

what else can you expect from such a man, with such a counsellor,

such companions, and such a son? Yet his younger son is a good boy:

how is that? He is the lotus flower on the dung-heap.

_Beni_.-- You may well ask that: it is indeed extraordinary,

but there is a reason for it. You may perhaps remember my having

told you some time back about Babu Barada Prosad Biswas. Well,

for some time past that gentleman has been living at Vaidyabati. I

had been thinking a good deal on the subject, and I saw that if

Baburam Babu's youngest son, Ramlall, grew up like Matilall,

the family would very soon become extinct, but that here was

an excellent opportunity for the boy to learn to grow up a good

man. I considered the matter well, and went to the gentleman I

have mentioned, taking Ramlall with me. The boy has ever since

then exhibited such an extraordinary affection for Biswas Babu

that he is constantly at his side: he is very rarely at home,

for he regards Biswas Babu as a father.

_Becharam_.-- You did, it is true, once relate to me all the

virtues of this Biswas Babu, but, to tell you the truth, I have

never heard of a single individual possessed of so many virtues

before: how is it, that now he has attained to so good a position,

he is so modest, and unpretending?

_Beni_.-- It is generally very difficult for a man to be

humble and unassuming who has been accustomed to wealth from

his boyhood, and who has never encountered adversity, but gone

on steadily piling up riches. A man like this has, as a rule,

no perception of the feelings of others: I mean by that, he has

no idea what is pleasing or what is distasteful to others, for

his thoughts are centred in himself: he considers himself a great

man, and his people all encourage him in the idea by extolling

his magnificence. Under these conditions pride reaches a fearful

height: modesty and kindliness can never take firm root in such

soil. It is on this account that in Calcutta the sons of rich men

so rarely turn out well. Puffed up by their father's wealth on the

one hand or their own position on the other, they swagger through

life, treating all men with contempt and derision. It is calamity

and misfortune that alone avail to strengthen man's mind. The

first requisite of man is humility: that quality absent, a man has

no chance of either discerning aright or correcting his faults,

and without humility he cannot advance in virtue and in worth.

_Becharam_.-- How was it that Barada Babu became so good?

_Beni_.-- Barada Babu fell into trouble in his earliest boyhood,

and from that time he used to meditate unceasingly on the Almighty:

the result of this constant meditation was that he became firmly

convinced that it was his bounden duty to do everything that was

pleasing to God, and to avoid what was displeasing to Him even

though life were at stake: this conviction he proceeded to carry

into practice.

_Becharam_.-- How did he settle with himself what was pleasing

and what displeasing to the Almighty?

_Beni_.-- There are two ways of attaining to knowledge, on

this subject. First, the mind must be brought under control:

to effect this, constant meditation and the steady growth of

good principles are necessary. A searching self-examination, a

course of severe and steady meditation, may develop the faculty

of discrimination between right tad wrong; and in proportion as

that faculty is developed, a man will become averse to conduct

that is displeasing to the Almighty, and attached to a course

that is pleasing to Him. In the second place that faculty may

be steadily exercised by reading and reflecting on what good

men have written. Barada Babu has left nothing undone that can

help to make him good. He has never wandered aimlessly about like

ordinary people. When he rises in the morning, he always offers

up his prayers to God, and the tears in his eyes show the feelings

that rise up in his mind at the time. He then calmly examines his

conduct most searchingly, to see whether it has been good or bad.

He never prides himself upon his good qualities, but is exceedingly

distressed if he detects the very slightest fault in himself. He

takes great delight in hearing of the good qualities of others, but

he only expresses his sorrow after brotherly manner when he hears

of their faults. By such assiduous practice it is that his mind

has become pure and serene. Is there anything astonishing in the

fact that a man should thus grow in virtue who so subdues his mind?

_Becharam_.-- Ah, Beni my friend, it is most refreshing to hear

of such people as Barada Babu! I must have an interview with a

man like this, if only for once. How does he spend his days?

_Beni_.-- He is engaged in business most of the day, but he is

not like other people. Most men who are engaged in business think

solely of position or wealth: he does not think so much of these

things: he knows well that wealth and position are but as a drop

of water: they may be pleasant to see, pleasant to hear of, but

they do not accompany a man beyond the grave: nay, unless a man

walks with great circumspection, they may both generate in him

an evil disposition. His chief object in engaging in business is

to get the means of exercising and putting to the test his own

virtues. In a business career, bad qualities such as avarice,

ill-will, and want of principle, are brought into prominence, and

it is by the onslaught of such enemies that men are ruined. On

the other hand, the truly virtuous man is the man who proceeds

with circumspection. To talk of virtue in the abstract is an easy

thing enough, but unless a man gives an illustration of it in, his

own conduct, his words are a sham. Barada Babu is always saying

that the world resembles a school. Genuine virtue is the outcome

of a thorough discipline of the mind in the business of life.

_Becharam_.-- Surely Barada Babu does not regard wealth as a

thing of no account?

_Beni_.-- No, not at all; he by no means considers wealth

despicable, but virtue comes first in his estimation. Wealth is

only of secondary importance; that is to say, in the acquisition

of wealth, due regard must be paid to the maintenance of virtue.

_Becharam_.-- What does Barada Babu do with himself in the

evenings?

_Beni_.-- When once the evening has set in, he spends his time

in profitable conversation with his family, and in reading or

listening to their talk. The members of his family all try to

follow his example, observing the excellence of his character. He

is so attached to his family that the heartfelt prayer of his wife

is that she may have such another husband in all her births: if

they lose sight of him even for a moment, his children fret with

impatience. Barada Babu's daughters are as good as his sons. While

in many homes brothers and sisters are continually grumbling and

quarrelling with each other, Barada Babu's children never exchange

high words: always, whether at their lessons, or at their meals,

they converse affectionately together; and they are very unhappy

if their parents are at all ailing.

_Becharam_.-- I have heard that Barada Babu is always about in

the village.

_Beni_.-- That is quite true. Whenever he hears of any one being

in trouble, or in misfortune, or sick, he cannot remain quiet at

home. He assists many of his neighbours in manifold ways, but he

never even hints it to any one: when lie has done a kindness to

another, he considers himself the person benefited.

_Becharam_.-- Ah, friend Beni, my eyes have never looked on

such a man, much less have I ever heard him with my ears! Why,

association with such a character would make even an old man good,

much more help a young boy to grow up virtuous. Ah, my friend! it

will indeed be a gratifying thing if the younger son of Baburam

manages to grow up a good man.

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