I WAS HAVING TEA AT HOME ON THE EVENING OF30TH JANUARY 1942WHEN I WAAS CALLED TO

BIRLA HOUSE BY AN URGENT TELEOHONE . GANDHI HAD BEEN SHOT ON HIS WAY TO PRAYER
METTING.I WAS NUMB WITH SHOK AS I GOT INTO THE CAR.AT THE BIRLA HOUSE GANDHIJI,S
RELATIVES AND FOLLOWERS HAD GATHERED ROUN HIS BODY. THERE WAS SILENCE IN THE
ROOM AS GANDHI GI BREATHED HIS LAST WORDS OF BAPUJIS DEATH HAD SPEARED THROUGH
LIKE A FLAME FANNED BY WIND.SAD GROUP OF MAN OR WOMEN HAD COLLECTED AROUND
THE BIRLA HOUSE . OUT OF EVERY WINDOW ONE COULD SEE A BROWN BLUR OF FACES. THY
DID NOT MAKE A SOUND.