Imagine you are gandhiji. You realized your mistake and decided to write a confession note that you have theft/stole a bit of gold out of armlet to clear the debt of rupees 25.write a page of diary expressing your views.
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Experiments With Truth: Mahatma Gandhi, the Child Delinquent
On Mahatma Gandhi’s 70th death anniversary, here are a few excerpts from ‘My Experiments With Truth’.
ARVIND KALA
Updated: 30 Jan 2018, 10:14 AM IST
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Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated on 30 January 1948.Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated on 30 January 1948.
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Mahatma Gandhi is revered world over for his ideals of peace and non-violence, but who would imagine that this titan of a human being showed fleeting signs of juvenile delinquency?
As a child, Gandhi was caught smoking after his uncle spotted him puffing away. He would pick up cigarette stubs and smoke them. I’ll let Gandhi relate his experiments in his own words.
“The stumps,” he writes, “were not always available and could not emit much smoke either. So we began to steal coppers from the servant’s pocket money in order to purchase Indian cigarettes. We managed somehow for a few weeks on those stolen coppers. In the meantime, we heard that the stalks of a certain plant were porous and could be smoked like cigarettes. We got them and began this kind of smoking.”
An Odd Guy
(Photo: iStockphoto)
(Photo: iStockphoto)
These anecdotes come from Gandhi’s autobiography My Experiments with Truth. It’s the guilelessness of the language that overwhelms a reader. The anecdotes reveal this great man was a very odd guy indeed.
Gandhi and his relative (he doesn’t specify who) got tired of their plant cigarettes, and one day decided to commit suicide. They had heard that dhatura seeds were an effective poison and went into the jungle to collect it. “Evening was thought to be an auspicious hour,” he writes.
We went to Kedarji mandir, put ghee in the temple lamp, had the darshan and then looked for a lonely corner. But our courage failed us.
My Experiments with Truth, Mahatma Gandhi
That wasn’t all. At the age of 15, Gandhi stole a bit of gold from his brother’s armlet to pay off a Rs 25 debt his brother had contracted.
But it is Gandhi’s visits to prostitutes that make for the most hilarious reading. His descriptions are roundabout, the language is prudish and Victorian, but the picture he gives jumps out of the page.