~ THE STORM – Gandhi

No passengers are allowed to land at any of the South African ports before being subjected to a thorough medical examination. If the ship has any passenger suffering from a contagious disease, she has to undergo a period of quarantine.

As there had been a plague in Bombay when we met sail, we feared that we might have to go through a brief quarantine. Before the examination, every ship has to fly a yellow flag, which is lowered only when the doctor has certified her to be healthy.

Relatives and friends of passengers are allowed to come on board only after the yellow flag has been lowered. Accordingly, our ship was flying the yellow flag when the doctor came and examined us. He ordered a five days quarantine because, in his opinion, plague germs took twenty-three days at the most to develop.

Our ship was therefore ordered to be put in quarantine until the twenty-third day of our sailing from Bombay. But this quarantine order had more than health reasons behind it.

The white residents of Durban had been agitating for our repatriation, and the agitation was one of the reasons for the order. Dada Abdulla and Co. kept us regularly informed about the daily happenings in the town.

The whites were holding monster meetings every day. They were addressing all kinds of threats and at times offering even inducements to Dada Abdulla and Co.

They were ready to indemnify the Company if both the ships should be sent back. But Dada Abdulla and Co. were not the people to be afraid of threats.

Sheth Abdul Karim Haji Adam was then the managing partner of the firm. He was determined to moor the ships at the wharf and disembark the passengers at any cost.

He was daily sending me detailed letters. Fortunately the Sjt. Mansukhlal Nazar was then in Durban having gone there to meet me.

He was capable and fearless and guided the Indian community. Their advocate Mr Laughton was an equally fearless man. He condemned the conduct of the white residents and advised the community, not merely as their paid advocate, but also as their true friend.

Therefore Durban had become the scene of an unequal duel. On one side there was a handful of poor Indians and a few of their English friends, and on the other were ranged the white men, strong in arms, in numbers, in education and wealth.

They had also the backing of the State, for the Natal Government openly helped them. Mr Harry Escombe, who was the most influential of the members of the Cabinet, openly took part in their meetings. The real object of the quarantine was thus to coerce the passengers into returning to India by somehow intimidating them or the Agent Company.

For now, threats began to be addressed to us also: ‘If you do not go back, you will surely be pushed into the sea. But if you consent to return, you may even get your passage money back.’ I constantly moved amongst my fellow passengers cheering them up.

I also sent messages of comfort to the passengers of the s.s.Naderi. All of them kept calm and courageous. We arranged all sorts of games on the ship for the entertainment of the passengers.

On Christmas Day the captain invited the saloon passengers to dinner. The principal among these was my family and I. In the speeches after dinner, I spoke on Western civilization.

I knew that this was not an occasion for a serious speech. But mine could not be otherwise. I took part in the merriment, but my heart was in the combat that was going on in Durban.

For I was the real target. There were two charges against me:

1. that whilst in India I had indulged in unmerited condemnation of the Natal whites;

2. that to swamp Natal with Indians I had specially brought the two shiploads of passengers to settle there.

I was conscious of my responsibility. I knew that Dada Abdulla and Co. had incurred grave risks on my account, the lives of the passengers were in danger, and by bringing my family with me I had put them likewise in jeopardy.

Yet I was innocent. I had induced no one to go to Natal. I did not know the passengers when they embarked. And except for a couple of relatives, I did not know the name and address of even one of the hundreds of passengers on board.

Neither had I said, while in India, a word about the whites in Natal that I had not already said in Natal itself. And I had ample evidence in support of all that I had said.

I, therefore, deplored the civilization of which the Natal whites were the fruit, and which they represented and championed.

This civilization had all along been on my mind, and I, therefore, offered my views concerning it in my speech before that little meeting. The captain and other friends gave me a patient hearing and received my speech in the spirit in which it was made.

I do not know that it in any way affected the course of their lives, but afterwards, I had long talks with the captain and other officers regarding the civilization of the West.

I had in my speech described Western civilization as being, unlike the Eastern, predominantly based on force. The questioners pinned me to my faith, and one of them the captain, so far as I can recollect said to me: ‘Supposing the whites carry out their threats, how will you stand by your principle of non-violence?’

To which I replied: ‘I hope God will give me the courage and the sense to forgive them and to refrain from bringing them to law. I have no anger against them. I am only sorry for their ignorance and their narrowness.

I know that they sincerely believe that what they are doing today is right and proper. I have no reason therefore to be angry with them.’ The questioner smiled, possibly distrustfully. Thus the days dragged on their weary length. When the quarantine would terminate was still uncertain.

The Quarantine Officer said that the matter had passed out of his hands and that, as soon as he had orders from the Government, he would permit us to land.

At last, ultimatums were served on the passengers and me. We were asked to submit if we would escape with our lives. In our reply, the passengers and I both maintained our right to land at Port Natal and intimated our determination to enter Natal at any risk.

At the end of twenty-three days, the ships were permitted to enter the harbour, and orders permitting the passengers to land were passed. ~ THE STORM –

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)