As I wonder what to type in my first blog, i realise that 136 years ago on this day of the year , in a village quite far from here, a baby boy came into this world.
the boy grew up into a shy guy, who hated sport cos he was thin. His friends would have called him "muggu" - one who does nothing but study text books. They would have thought that this leany, fraily guy is chicken at heart as well, but boy, he was a lion at heart. He had the guts to keep his cool when all around him copied in a 'spell the word - test' in high School. Our guy didnt know how to spell the word 'Kettle'. He made a fool of himself before the entire class but he refused to copy the right spelling even when his teacher ordered him to. May be he saw no point copying stuff..
to know more abt the boy and what happened to him and what happened to our country during his lifetime go thru his autobiography ' my experiments with truth'
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