It’s 2nd October, a Friday morning and I’m twiddling my thumbs at home. Why am I not in office, you may ask? Because on this very day, 146 years ago, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi entered the world rubicund and squalling (so I would presume)
The only difference with this baby and the rest of.. well.. humanity, is that, years later, he died with a portfolio of work even the United Nations would’ve been proud of (and probably is).
A lot has been said, written and debated about him over the years, but this post is certainly not another birthday card in disguise.
As I mindlessly scrolled through my Facebook feed, I was inundated with articles and digitally enhanced pictures of the quintessential Gandhian spectacles. It made me think of another visionary, much closer to home.
Musings by Megha 