So much so that it culminated into his assassination in cold blood at point blank range by Godse, who pumped 3 bullets in his chest. That was the beginning of his involvement in the independence movement, carrying his convictions of satyagraha and ahimsa. By that time, Gandhi was already famous among the elite of Indian Freedom Fighters. At the same time, he kept his head high in simplicity, truthfulness and above all maintained strict integrity despite highhanded behaviour of alien rulers of the day in SA and India to which he was drawn in early 19th century. I however didn’t like the way he up-brought his 3 sons in South Africa, where he had started his career as a barrister to serve under the colonial British rule there.Įventually, he was drawn into emancipation of the Indian bonded labourers by deeply involving himself in the local administration. One has to read him to get the essence of celibacy, depth of Godliness, service to humanity, doing everything with one’s own hands including cleaning toilets, washing clothes, cooking and what-not he used to perform to the utter disgust of his wife. We get an intimate look at Gandhi's lifehe wrote other works, but this. Between the pages of this book, the Big G (note: no one calls Gandhi that) reveals what makes him tick. It’s voluminous and covers how he evolved during different stages of childhood, learning, schools and law in London. Luckily for you, O Inquisitive Shmooper, The Story of My Experiments with Truth, first published in two volumes in 19, is Gandhi's autobiography. The book shows how adamant Gandhi was in pursuing his convictions to the hilt sans minding the repercussions they may inflict on his near and dear. Reviewing “My Experiments With Truth” is a very difficult task and is akin to showing candle light to the Sun! The language is so down to earth simple and the narration very absorbing.

It’s been decades since I first read Mahatma Gandhi’s autobiography, so it was time for a revisit.

Experiments with truth