Sabarmati Ashram














A violent life.

Ahmedabad, Mumbai, Bangalore


Ahmedabad


Mumbai


Bangalore


The tale of three cities.

I never imagined that I would say this but, the Brihan Mumbai and Bruhat Benglure Palika sweepers of Mumbai and Bangalore do a better job than the ones in Ahmedabad.

It's not because they work harder but it'sl because Mumbai's Clean-Up! and Bangalore's system seem to be more efficient. The roads are cleaned on time and the collected leaves, paper and plastic taken away in a well-planned manner.

Meanwhile in Ahmedabad, they were seen making little fires of trash at street corners.

And finally, garbage collectors all over the world do this:



Sabarmati Ashram, Ahmedabad






Selective Gandhi Series No 3: Padayatra.

"For bringing awareness and awakening..."





Maybe, like us today, most people those days must have been only worried about the ordinary things. The freedom struggle was something you heard about on the news and you couldn't afford tea leaves to Jago Re out of your charpoy. How do you awaken a population that's mostly illiterate and has an average life expectancy of about 25 years (1921/31 census) to follow you?

Ask the Mahatma.









Sacred cause and effect.



Sabarmati Ashram, Ahmedabad



Selective Gandhi Series No 2

So it's nothing new, Congress and corruption. And here it is listed as one of his worries by Gandhi himself.

Sabarmati Ashram, Ahmedabad



Selective Gandhi Series NO 1: Kasturba

Kasturba Gandhi's corner in the museum at Mahatma Gandhi's Sabarmati Ashram.




Stubborn.



Kasturba's grandchildren.



The domestic life of the Father of the Nation must have been very interesting.

Sabarmati River, Ahmedabad




Ahmedabad skyline from Mahatma Gandhi Bridge. And the still water smells like the collective waste of an Indian city. But that shouldn't affect a person from Mumbai, used to much stronger scents.

Ahmedabad



Iron Man on an Ahmedabad Wall.

Rapar, Kutch







Kutch main nahi khaya, toh kuch nahi khaya: Fafda Jilebi Breakfast.

Thankfully Idli - Dosa - Poha - Sandwich hasn't reached Rapar, the dusty, dry and now blessed with faraway Narmada water, once in 2-3 days for half-an-hour, town. Rapar has Pav and the Vada but they don't put the two together and serve. That's because the food here in a town where a pot of saline water used to cost Rs 3 before the great Bhuj Earthquake is bloody awesome. And once you've had it, you will never like the ones served in Mumbai, ever.

For the record, Rapar is a taluk HQ that is booming and will become a large town over the next few years. The turning point was the Earthquake in Bhuj, 5 hours away. They say that the monsoons have been good ever since and Rapar being the biggest town in this part of the rugged Kutch, has grown as a trading post. The crop that's making people here rich is the Jeera. It's called the 'Jugaar' crop and a lucky farmer goes on to make lakhs. And a lakh goes a very long way in this part of the country.

Post Earthquake, there's a New Rapar with roads at right angles that's come up. The town that serves hundreds of villages is just a short drive from the Hema Malini's-Cheek smooth National Highway that connects Mundra and Kandla Ports to North-Western India making it a fantastic trading post.

And there's one thing all traders, farmers and shepherds who come to dusty Rapar will enjoy. The good food.

Ahmedabad, Gujarat



India's Idea Man: Mahatma Gandhi.

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