The last few months of Mahatma Gandhi's
life were to be spent mainly in Delhi. There he divided his time between the
'Harijan colony', where the sweepers and the lowest of the low stayed, and
Birla House, the residence of one of the wealthiest men in India and one of the
benefactors of Gandhi's ashrams.
Hindu
and Sikh refugees had streamed into the capital from what had become Pakistan,
and there was much resentment, which easily translated into violence, against
Muslims. It was partly in an attempt to put an end to the killings in Delhi,
and more generally to the bloodshed following the partition, which may have
taken the lives of as many as 1 million people, besides causing the dislocation
of no fewer than 11 million, that Mahatma Gandhi was to commence the last fast
unto death of his life.
The
fast was terminated when representatives of all the communities signed a
statement that they were prepared to live in "perfect amity", and
that the lives, property, and faith of the Muslims would be safeguarded.
A
few days later, a bomb exploded in Birla House where Gandhi was holding his
evening prayers, but it caused no injuries. However, his assassin, Nathuram
Godse, was not so easily deterred. Mahatma Gandhi, quite characteristically,
refused additional security, and no one could defy his wish to be allowed to
move around unhindered. In the early evening hours of 30 January 1948, Mahatma Gandhi
met with India's Deputy Prime Minister and his close associate Vallabhai Patel, and then proceeded to his
prayers.
That
evening, as Gandhi's time-piece, which hung from one of the folds of his dhoti,
was to reveal to him, he was uncharacteristically late to his prayers, and he
fretted about his inability to be punctual. At 10 minutes past 5 o'clock, with
one hand each on the shoulders of Abha and Manu, who were known as his 'walking
sticks', Mahatma Gandhi commenced his walk towards the garden where the prayer
meeting was held. As he was about to mount the steps of the podium, Mahatma Gandhi
folded his hands and greeted his audience with a namaskar; at that moment, a
young man came up to him and roughly pushed aside Manu. Nathuram Godse bent
down in the gesture of an obeisance, took a revolver out of his pocket, and
shot Mahatma Gandhi three times in his chest. Bloodstains appeared over Mahatma
Gandhi's white woolen shawl; his hands still folded in a greeting, Mahatma Gandhi
blessed his assassin: He Ram! He Ram!
As
Mahatma Gandhi fell, his faithful time-piece struck the ground, and the hands
of the watch came to a standstill. They showed, as they had done before, the
precise time: 5:12 P.M.
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