Conventionally, one looks at history as something of the past. But after Einstein, who knows what is in the past and what is in the present?
I began to feel that, in a sense, we were all prisoners of our own history.
I simply wanted to state that during this little slice of history, this is what happened and these were the good sides of it, these were the more dangerous sides of it, and this was the result.
The history of the white man in India really jumped up and bit me in the neck.