I could not see Mahatma Gandhi —it was an impossible feat, biologically.
For me, Mahatma was a history lesson.
He appeared first as a cutout and then as a towering figure on election posters of the Congress party in mid-fifties.
The famous picture of Gandhi and Nehru sitting on the floor, buttressed by cotton-filled pillows, is an indelible early etched-image.
I reverentially thought about people who saw Gandhi in 1930’s and 1940’s...