Shri Govindaraghava Iyer sent Gandhiji the story of a bishop who was going up a hill and saw a six-year-old girl also going uphill with a two-year-old brother perched on her shoulders.
He casually remarked : ‘This boy is too heavy for you.’
‘Not at all,’ said the girl. ‘He is my brother.’
I have your kind letter. What a great thought is this: “He is not heavy. He is my brother”! The heaviest of burdens becomes light as a feather when it is lifted by love.
Recorded under January 2, 1933; Dairy of Mahadevbhai, Vol. III, p. 3;
translated from the Gujarati.