and the one bond is a common social system with some common ideals
under which they have both obtained their power.
In general, it may be said that the ideal has been humanized and
softened in all those parts of India in which Rajput or Mussulman
influences have at any time been powerful. In such regions, in Gujarát,
for instance, or in Káthiawád, the people have never taken kindly to
the mere negation of desire. A certain practical genius has always
turned their glance to the fruits of the earth and the pleasures of
the senses. Commerce brought them wealth and the desire for comfort;
from chivalry they learnt the lessons of gaiety and enjoyment. Among
them beauty is esteemed and desired; pleasure sought or demanded. From
a wife is expected charm and companionship, passion and pleasure. She
is treated as a human being, with the ordinary human capacities and
frailties; and she can exercise power and influence by her charms. She
may be loved as a woman; and she is often the object of jealousy; but
she is seldom deadened by that chilling respect which shrivels fresh
desire.
In the arid, ascetic Deccan, on the other hand, the woman is more
commonly disregarded. There she lives in an atmosphere where
sensuousness is reproached, though it may be practised. A man indulges
passion, if he do so at all, as a thing shameful in itself and
abominable, with stealth and self-abasement, in the grossest and least
urbane manner. If he yield to a sexual desire, it is without esteem or
regard for the partner in his sin. Towards the wife of a consecrated
marriage he preserves an attitude, which may be irreproachable, but
must certainly be unflattering to her womanhood. In the light of
religion, she may be regarded as a partner in a mystic union: but in
the household she is often little better than a housekeeper, contemned,
neglected, and never warmed by the glow of desire nor wooed with those
attentions by which men seek to please. Between Gujarát and the Deccan,
it is again the contrast, only intensified, between France and England.
On the one hand, power and pleasure and the charm of life--with perhaps
jealousy and a certain sense of the possibilities of human frailty. On
the other, coldness, a real contempt, and that callous reliance on an
unswerving chastity, which some have been pleased to call respect--and
which is so annoying even to the plainest woman.
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