(K D. Ghose had almost intuitive high hopes that his Auro was sure to brighten the face of the Mother country. The ship which was to carry Auro sank on the way. But Aurobindo boarded a second ship. On the assumption that his son must have perished with the lost ship, his father died of a broken heart.)
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"My Auro!Auro!
all world-pain in floodWithin my finite breast.
My pride, my country's pride, O earth's hope-noon,The all-transforming Crest!
Alas!
to feed my longings high no moreI shall see Auro, my son.
The sombre night envelops my mortal sheath.To-day my heart is undone.
Now cruel fate has torn my vision's Rose.
Auro, I shut my eyesTo see your golden face, to be with you
In the blue-white climbing skies." ```From:Chinmoy,Sri Aurobindo: The Infinite, Agni Press, 1997
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