Gandhi Journal Article-I (April 2016) : Under the shadow of peace personified
By B. B. Borkar
When I read Vinobaji’s writings for the first time, I had concluded that this man was a great saint. I was impressed with his depth of knowledge, introspection, and the wisdom that he conveyed with minimal words. Even then, his discourses, though being impressive, had not completely won me over due to the strong language which somewhat scared me.
I went to Wardha for the first time in 1946 where I had the benefit of the paternal affection of my host, Pu. Kakasaheb. One day in a happy mood he said, “Come, I shall take you to Vinobaji”. My quick reaction was, “But I don’t want to go”. Kakasaheb was taken aback with my response. He must have thought that when such big personalities eagerly wait their turn to meet Vinobaji, why is this weird poet, when there is such an opportunity, behaving in such a strange manner.
I went to Wardha for the first time in 1946 where I had the benefit of the paternal affection of my host, Pu. Kakasaheb. One day in a happy mood he said, “Come, I shall take you to Vinobaji”. My quick reaction was, “But I don’t want to go”. Kakasaheb was taken aback with my response. He must have thought that when such big personalities eagerly wait their turn to meet Vinobaji, why is this weird poet, when there is such an opportunity, behaving in such a strange manner.
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