Back in 1969 my mother was invited to speak alongside a number of other people who had known Gandhi, to throw a little light on the human qualities of this spiritual leader, to describe what he was like as a man, and to relate this to the philosophy he demonstrated in action.
My mother met him during her time in India in 1947. This photograph was taken right about now, at the end of August, 75 years ago.
My mother put down her thoughts on paper. And I have recorded them.
(When showing the papers to one of my children, they were interested in the historical significance, for sure, but they were also really interested in why there was a ‘nail’ keeping the papers together. ‘It’s not a nail, you twit, it’s a pin, and that’s how a certain generation liked to keep their papers together.’)
It’s certainly worth a listen above. Or a read below.
How many people living today have sat this close to Mahatma Gandhi?
Thank you for sharing this family treasure with us. It is a remarkable account and beautifully written…and fun to read being hand typed on onion skin paper! Your adorable comment about the nail was a perfect lead.
When it comes to world history your family is in the thick of it.