Category: Gandhi
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Gandhi and me.
Gandhi and I. We have all heard of the name Gandhi. Or Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. I was aware of who he had been and many years before had watched the three-hour long Richard Attenborough film. It was an extraordinary film about an extraordinary man, but here in Sevagram we had the opportunity to visit the…
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Into the darkness, the slums of Delhi.
We were met at the station by Jimmy from the Asha Deep Foundation. He was a ‘jolly, larger than life’ man, an instant friend who made you feel welcome. His contagious smile and laugh was comforting .Boarding the old yellow bus we moved away from this area towards the Foundation’s Centre. The roads became narrower,…
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Crossing Delhi, the great journey. Seeing the other side.
Tuesday 23rd October 2012 Breakfast in the Metropolis always took an age. We worked out that the cook would prepare one breakfast at a time – we also encountered this at other locations. We had to get out and travel across the city for our day with the Asha Deep Foundation, but we had to…
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Reluctant travels in India
School on Monday morning. Rural West Dorset. To be in school at 8.30 in the morning meant it was early afternoon Indian time according to my body. That should not have been a problem, except for the fact we had been travelling for 48 hours if you count starting the journey at Shimla on the…
Reluctant travels in India 