‘His room is as he left it, furnished with a carpet, a spinning wheel, a low white table, a mattress and cushion.’
The western state of Gujarat, where Mahatma Gandhi’s life began, has a prohibition law in deference to the great man’s memory. ‘The sentiment that attaches to Gandhi’s name in Gujarat makes it impossible to repeal the law,’ I was told one warm evening. ‘The outcry would be tremendous.’…
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