Each man is now sanctified in the public mind, but few of us really appreciate them for who they were, for their weaknesses as well as their strengths, for the rejection they faced during their lives, and the depression they repeatedly endured andâin their empathy for others' sufferingâultimately overcame.
CHAPTER 7
THE WOES OF MAHATMAS
GANDHI
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Mahatma Gandhi was depressed. He also pioneered the politics of nonviolent resistance. I believe these two facts are related. His global impact is well known, but his depression is less so. As we'll see in this chapter, he suffered from at least three major depressive episodes, and he had a dysthymic personality, an abnormal temperament of chronic mild depression and anxiety, which is genetically and biologically related to severe depressive illness.
To say that Gandhi was mentally unusual is not news. The psychoanalyst Erik Erikson saw the Mahatma's inclusive and peaceful approach as a “maternal” politics, related to his identification with his mother. Such psychoanalytic speculation aside, no historian has seriously examined the potential effects of Gandhi's depression on his politics and worldview.
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FIRST, LET'S QUICKLY ESTABLISH the fact of Gandhi's depression, using the four indicators we've used earlier in this book: symptoms, genetics, course of illness, and treatment. Beginning with
symptoms,
Gandhi clearly suffered a severe depressive episode in the final two years of his life. He was open about this bout of depression, even mentioning it in his speeches. Most historians attribute this episode to disillusionment with Hindu-Muslim partition. It may not be so simple. Said one aide, “I watched day after day the wan, sad look on that pinched face, bespeaking an inner anguish that was frightening to behold.” Another aide noted that he “was literally praying that God should gather him into his bosom and deliver him from the agony which life had become.”
This final severe depression was preceded by what likely was Gandhi's first depressive episode as a teenager, during which he attempted suicide. In his 1931
Autobiography,
Gandhi himself describes this incident (unlike Martin Luther King, who similarly attempted suicide in adolescence but never wrote or spoke about it publicly). Yet the Mahatma may have concealed more than he revealed. He downplayed the event, focused more on the shame of stealing cigarettes than the suicide attempt. Erikson, for one, took Gandhi's cue when summarizing the Mahatma's childhood:
He was very shy and withdrawn, unable to be critical of his elders. . . . Married too early, he was driven by a carnal desire which might have debilitated and even killed both him and his wife had they not lived separately for prolonged periods. . . . [He was] trying desperately to reform a Muslim boy who, in turn, went to unbelievable lengths to make young Mohan [Gandhi] eat meat and prove his manhood in brothels. Incidents of smoking and stealing and a spurious “suicide attempt” are followed by the crowning tragedy: the father whom he had nursed diligently died in an uncle's arms while the negligent boy lay with his (pregnant) wife.
Erikson skips quickly over the suicide attempt, which he further minimizes by putting it in quotes. Here, cited in full, is what Gandhi himself wrote about it, admitting what happened while at the same time explaining it away. First he describes how he and a friend smoked cigarettes surreptitiously, and even began to steal money to pay for the secret habit:
Our want of independence began to smart. It was unbearable that we should be unable to do anything without the elders' permission. At last, in sheer disgust, we decided to commit suicide!
But how were we to do it? From where were we to get the poison? We heard that
Dhatura
seeds were an effective poison. Off we went to the jungle in search of these seeds, and got them. Evening was thought to be an auspicious hour. We went to
Kedarji Mandar,
put ghee in the temple-lamp, had the
darshan
and then looked for a lonely corner. But our courage failed us. Supposing we were not instantly killed? And what was the good of killing ourselves? Why not rather put up with the lack of independence? But we swallowed two or three seeds nevertheless. We dared not take more. Both of us fought shy of death, and decided to go to
Ramji Mandir
to compose ourselves, and to dismiss the thought of suicide.
I realized that it was not as easy to commit suicide as to contemplate it. And since then, whenever I have heard of someone threatening to commit suicide, it has had little or no effect on me.
The thought of suicide ultimately resulted in both of us bidding good-bye to the habit of smoking. (italics in original)
Gandhi proceeds to describe how he confessed to his ailing father:
I decided at last to write out the confession, to submit it to my father, and ask his forgiveness. . . . I was trembling as I handed the confession to my father. . . . He read it through, and pearl-drops trickled down his cheeks, wetting the paper. For a moment he closed his eyes in thought and then tore up the note. He had sat up to read it. He again lay down. I also cried. I could see my father's agony. . . . Those pearl-drops of love cleansed my heart, and washed my sin away. Only he who has experienced such love can know what it is.
Gandhi clearly meant to minimize the suicide attempt, ascribing it to adolescent impulsivity and peer pressure. Such denial is facile, but the statistics suggest that any teenage suicide attempt should be taken seriously: only about 2 percent of children try to kill themselves, which shows that it is hardly a normal adolescent act. Indeed, 90 percent of children who attempt suicide have a psychiatric disorder, most commonly clinical depression.
Based on these facts, it is highly likely that Gandhi experienced depression during his adolescence, which manifested in a suicide attempt. Given that he ended his life with another depressive episode, it is statistically probable that Gandhi suffered from episodic depression throughout his life. This probability is confirmed by a careful study of his life.
Though he wrote letters continually, gave many speeches, and penned innumerable newspaper articlesâconstituting in total about ninety volumes of collected worksâGandhi provided little detail about his moods. Thus, between the severe depressive periods that bracketed his adult life, Gandhi himself provides sparse psychiatric evidence. But what evidence we have is consistent with dysthymia, or chronic mild depression (or possibly, given some hypersexuality, cyclothymia).
Throughout his life Gandhi was anxious, extremely shy, and prone to negative and pessimistic moods. In his
Autobiography,
he gives glimpses of these dysthymic traits, especially in young adulthood. Speaking of his high school years, he writes, “I was a coward. I used to be haunted by the fears of thieves, ghosts, and serpents. I did not dare to stir out of doors at night. Darkness was a terror to me. . . . I could not therefore bear to sleep without a light in the room.” Of his twenties studying law in London: “I always felt tongue-tied. [A British vegetarian society colleague commented], âYou talk to me quite all right, but why is it that you never open your lips at a committee meeting? You are a drone.' . . . Not that I never felt tempted to speak. But I was at a loss how to express myself. . . . Even when I paid a social call the presence of half a dozen or more people would strike me dumb.” This kind of social anxiety is typical of depression. For Gandhi, it was constant and chronic, as happens with dysthymic personalities: “It was only in South Africa that I got over this shyness, though I never completely overcame it. It was impossible for me to speak impromptu. I hesitated whenever I had to face strange audiences and avoided making a speech whenever I could. Even today I do not think I could or would even be inclined to keep a meeting of friends engaged in idle talk.”
Dysthymia increases the chances of becoming severely depressed when stressful events happen, as in Gandhi's later years, and as occurred when he became physically ill. The vegetarian Mahatma refused most medications because of their animal origins. In his mid-forties, he had dysentery, a medical problem that quickly devolved into a psychiatric crisis, complete with suicidal thoughts. “I felt the illness was bound to be prolonged and possibly fatal. . . . One night I gave myself up to despair. I felt that I was at death's door. . . . [His doctor said,] âYour pulse is quite good. I see absolutely no danger. This is a nervous breakdown due to extreme weakness.' But I was far from being reassured. I passed the night without sleep. The morning broke without death coming. But I could not get rid of the feeling that the end was near. . . . I was incapable of reading. I was hardly inclined to talk. The slightest talk meant a strain on the brain. All interest in living had ceased.” Ultimately, he got over his dysentery and his depression.
Gandhi made virtues out of necessities. For instance, he saw his natural shyness as encouraging spiritually useful silence. Similarly, he interpreted his introversion as reflecting the ascetic virtues of detachment from the material world. He made even his crankiest, strangest qualities into exemplary behaviors. His obsession with sexual abstinence, his insistence on making his own clothes, his rejection of the material comforts of Western life all were celebrated as the self-abnegation of the ascetic who devoted himself single-mindedly to the battle for justice and peace. Not coincidentally, these values also harmonize with his dysthymic personality.
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GIVEN HIS LIFELONG depressive symptoms, the
course
of Gandhi's illness is also consistent with dysthymic personality, superimposed by a few major depressive episodes, probably at least three (adolescence, his mid-forties, and the end of his life). Of the four indicators of depression, only treatment cannot be applied to the Mahatma because he rejected most Western treatments, and in any case, few were available during his lifetime.
A more telling line of diagnostic evidence is
genetics
. Here we are faced with the unfortunate life of Gandhi's eldest son, Harilal, mentioned only once in the Mahatma's autobiography. During his life, Harilal caused Gandhi much pain; he did everything his father famously disavowed. Harilal converted to Islam briefly, ate meat, visited prostitutes, drank alcohol, and committed petty crimes such as embezzlement. In an open letter, Harilal accused Gandhi of ignoring his children's well-being, as when Gandhi refused Harilal's request to study law in London, as the Mahatma himself had done.
Most historians have blamed these problems on an eldest son's defiance toward a famous father. No historian has made a different suggestion: perhaps Harilal was mentally ill. He was clearly an alcoholic: he became homeless and destitute toward the end of his life, and he died of cirrhosis in his sixties. When Harilal attended Gandhi's funeral, the haggard, dirty son went unrecognized. Two months later, he died in a tuberculosis sanitarium, though he did not have tuberculosis. (Such sanitaria were also used in India to house the mentally ill.)
Gandhi's many descendants are not public regarding the presence of mental illness in the family. But if Gandhi's own depression, and his son's fate, indicate mental illness, it is quite possible that others in the family have suffered the same illness.
IF GANDHI INDEED suffered from depressive episodes and a dysthymic personality, we can ask how this depression might have influenced his politics. There is, as we've seen, a connection between depression and empathy. One sees the psychological concept of empathy prominently displayed in many of Gandhi's political statements. For instance:
My attitude towards the English is one of utter friendliness and respect. I claim to be their friend, because it is contrary to my nature to distrust a single human being or to believe that any nation on earth is incapable of redemption. I have respect for Englishmen because I recognize their bravery, their spirit of sacrifice for what they believe to be good for themselves, their cohesion and their powers of vast organization. . . . By a long course of prayerful discipline I have ceased for over forty years to hate anybody. I know this is a big claim. . . . But I can and do hate evil wherever it exists. I hate the system of Government the British people have set up in India. I hate the domineering manner of Englishmen as a class in India. . . . But I do not hate the domineering Englishmen as I refuse to hate the domineering Hindus. I seek to reform them in all the loving ways that are open to me. My non-cooperation has its root not in hatred, but in love.
Both his allies and his enemies imposed limits on their love; Gandhi struggled to expand those limits. He tried to persuade Indians to value their British rulers even while they sought to free themselves from British rule; he attempted to sway his Hindu followers to respect the Untouchable caste and to live tolerantly with Indian Muslims.
Despite failing in the end to preserve a united India, he never compromised his method of radical empathy: “We can do nothing without Hindu-Moslem unity and without killing the snake of untouchability. . . . No man of God can consider another man as inferior to himself. He must consider every man as his blood brother. It is the cardinal principle of every religion.”
He realized that empathy was the secret ingredient of nonviolence:
Three-fourths of the miseries and misunderstandings in the world will disappear if we step into the shoes of our adversaries and understand their standpoint.
We will then agree with our adversaries quickly or think of them charitably. In our case there is no question of our agreeing with them quickly as our ideals are radically different. But we may be charitable to them and believe that they actually mean what they say. . . . Our business, therefore, is to show them that they are in the wrong, and we should do so by our suffering. I have found that mere appeal to reason does not answer where prejudices are age-long and based on supposed religious authority. Reason has to be strengthened by suffering, and suffering opens the eyes of understanding. (italics added)