It is appropriate that we should make a dispassionate and earnest attempt to understand the meaning, significance and worth of the life and achievements of a great Indian whom we had the privilege of having as the contemporary of our grand-parents and who has left so deep impression of his work that the civilized nations of the world know India as ‘Gandhi’s motherland’.
Gandhi is the not the first prophet who has been killed by one of his fellowmen. Humanity has always been intolerant of its best men and continues to be so to-day. Little did those who inspired to kill him understand that they were but following in the footsteps of all, who in human history, sought to silence the voice of conscience which pricks inconveniently.
But ever since the tragedies in Noakhali, the real dawn of independence, Gandhi the saint, the real friend of all oppressed, triumphed completely over Gandhi the practical politician – he lived only for his principles and ultimately literally died for them.
Gandhi combined in himself the role of a patriot, statesman, and rational leader, along with his role of a servant of truth, goodness, and god; to that combination indeed; we owe many of the characteristic features of Gandhi’s life and career – both its excellence and its drawbacks.
It’s hard to imagine what anyone can have against Gandhi. He was entirely harmless. He didn’t hold political power and never forced anyone to follow his beliefs. One might question some of his principles, but no one who’s read “My experiments with Truth” can deny his sincerity in following them.