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The Moment of Martyrdom

August the 17th was the day set for Dhingra's death. It was decided to hang him in the Pentonville Jail.

It was a day of great sorrow for his friends. Outwardly he had looked like a dandy but what patriotism flooded his heart! His friends wept in grief and admiration.

Savarkar and his friends were not idle on that day. They printed a handout. They stood in the streets, their hearts heavy with sorrow, their minds tense and anxious. They distributed copies of the handout to passers-by pleading, "Read this, we beg of you,   read this." And this is what it said:

"Today is the 17th of August, 1909. This is a date that should be written in the heart of every patriotic Indian in blood. Today will Dhingra, our best friend and greatest patriot, be hanged in the Pentonville Jail. His spirit will guide us. His sacred name will adorn the pages of history. Our enemies will kill him. But they cannot kill our struggle for freedom. Let them never forget this!"

This happy-go-lucky young man came to London in the month of July 1906. He used to take pleasure in wearing smart clothes and roaming about in the streets of London. He was fond of cosmetics and used to sit before the mirror for hours on end making him handsome.

Just three years later the same young man welcomed his death with a smile. What a great change in so short a time!

Wearing nice clothes, going to parties with friends, whistling and roaming about in the streets, they were all natural to a young man of his age. If Dhingra had remained just a dandy, nobody would have remembered him today. He would be just one of the many nameless ones of the earth that are born and dead, and are heard of no more.

But Dhingra wanted to be of use to his country. He died for its sake, but he lives in our hearts. He is immortal.

He went to England to study engineering. As an engineer he could have earned heaps of money, acquired a status, and led a comfortable life. He would have lived longer and lived happily.

But his countrymen were living like slaves. They were dead though living. Dhingra died so that we could live. He and martyrs like him laid down their lives and gave life to us. His body died, but he lives in the hearts of his countrymen.

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Madanlal Dhingra - A Great hero who killed an enemy of India in the London
About Madanlal Dhingra
That Boy From Amritsar
A Mercy Life
India House
A Needle Straight Through The Palm
Ready For A Great Event
A Cunning Fox
The First Of July
London Is Rocked
In The Witness Box
Dhingra's Statement Appears Outside England
A Challenge
You are Here! The Moment Of Martyrdom
What Shall We Do?
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