We arrived in Pune, India, late last night from Chennai. Today’s adventure consisted of a three-hour nap, followed by a buffet lunch. Once we gathered ourselves and overcame some of the travel tiredness, we headed out to see the Aga Khan Palace, built in 1892.
It is the place where Mahatma Gandhi, his wife Kasturba Gandhi, and his secretary were held from 1942 to 1944 for starting the Quit India Movement. The secretary and Kasturba died while there. The building and grounds are beautiful. Inside, there are paintings, photographs, statues, and personal effects of Gandhi’s.
Outside, there is a peaceful garden tucked away in the back with a monument marking the place where Gandhi’s ashes lie. I felt it appropriate to bow and say namaste while there.
It rained softly during our visit. It was peaceful and reminded me of what a remarkable person he and his wife were. I was impressed by the information I learned about his life: his love for education, his dedication to fighting British rules that would further separate touchables and untouchables, his fasting, his work for women, and his hopes for India.
I visited a sacred site today.