he said that we Vaishnavas should have nothing to do with dissection of dead bodies. Father intended you for the bar.”
Joshiji chimed in: “I am not opposed to the medical profession as was Gandhiji. Our Shastras are not against it. But the medical degree will not make a Diwan of you, and I want you to be Diwan, or if possible something better. Only in that way could you take under your protecting care your large family. The times are fast changing and getting harder every day. It is the wisest thing therefore to become a barrister.” Turning to my mother he said: “Now, I must leave. Pray ponder over what I have said. When I come here next I shall expect to hear of preparations for England. Be sure to let me know if I can assist in any way.”
Joshiji went away, and I began building castles in the air.
My elder brother was greatly exercised in his mind. How was he to find the wherewithal to send me? And was it proper to trust a young man like me to go abroad alone?