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On Friday, January 30, during his conversation with Sardar Patel at 4.30 Gandhi had his usual evening meal… He asked for pending letters, “I must reply to them today, for tomorrow I may never be…”

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At the sunset-hour, with thoughts of prayer in his mind, Gandhi walked along to seek communion with God who had illumined his path all through life till his progress was interrupted…

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The perverse assassin of the ages came with his unholy design and accomplished the foul deed. (three shots fired) Nathuram Godse lodged hot lead in the soft flesh of the man who had known no enemy……

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Gandhiji’s mind was concentrated on God and he merged in Him…He fell here with Ram’s name on his lips…A radiance hung over the spot…Men and women of all religions scooped up handfuls of the bloodstained earth to....

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The three bullets that entered his body pierced the flesh of  tens of millions and inflicted a wound in the vitals of the whole of humanity…

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Choked with emotion, Jawaharlal Nehru said, (his voice)…
“… The light has gone out of our lives and there is darkness everywhere… Our beloved leader, Bapu as we called him, the Father of the Nation, is no more…

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The nation stood still and silent for the man who gave it her freedom and her flag…
A greatwave of grief swept over the world…
The world bowed in homage…
The United Nations Organization lowered its flag…...

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The nation stood still and silent for the man who gave it her freedom and her flag…
A great wave of grief swept over the world…
The world bowed in homage…
The United Nations Organization lowered its flag…

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For Pakistan, Sir Mohamed Zafarullah Khan: His tragic death constitutes as grievous a loss to Pakistan as it is to India.”

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Philip Noel-Baker of the United Kingdom: “He was the man who said that faith transcends reason, that God has his foot-stool where lives the poorest and the lowliest and the lost”… ‘that our conviction that Gandhi has not lived and has not died in vain.”

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India’s Gopalaswami lyengar; “We have lost our biggest man. If I may venture to say so, the world has lost its tallest man, judged by all moral standards.”

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He lies wrapped in repose…Infinite peace and compassion are writ large on his face…Amidst encircling gloom, surging waves of mourning humanity besieged the place for a last glimpse…

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A glory has departed…Humanity May have to wait for centuries for such a one to walk again upon the earth…
He is one who is attached to no person and no place by ties of flesh. He is one with the Infinite…

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This man of divine mission laid down his life for the reconciliation of all men in brotherhood and love, became enshrined in millions and millions of hearts… and shone like a beacon for the whole world…
He was perhaps the greatest symbol of the India of the past and of the India of the future…

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He stopped at the threshold of the huts of the dispossessed, dressed like one of their own… and spoke to them in their own language…He lived on this earth as love in the midst of hate, as forgiveness in the midst of vengeance…He could fight the evil without because he had mastered the evil within.

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We rejoice in the midst of our tears and our shame. We glory in his having walked on our land…
The best prayer that can be offered is to obey the mandates of the master and to follow the path for which he lived and died…

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We shall never see him again or hear his gentle voice; but his imperishable memory will ever remain with us…

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On January 31, as the setting sun looked on with a red glance, Gandhi’s body was laid on a sandal wood pyre at Rajghat…
Strong and dormant emotions rose in a flood of tears…

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A tiny flame was kindling in each of those million hearts… The logs burst in flames… The flames leaped up towards the sky…From the pyre comes the message…Lead me from the Unreal to the Real…From Darkness to Light…From death to immortality.

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His physical body dissolved in the cosmic elements, but not his soul… for the fire burns it not, the wind dries it not. It is inconsumable, incorruptible, eternal…

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After thirteen days of mourning, the urn containing the Mahatma’s mortal remains was carried in a special train to his final resting place, the waters of the Jamuna and the Ganga - the equalizer of beggars and kings, of sinners and saints

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The lonesome and weary train steamed into the Allahabad Railway Station…In all solemnity, the urn was carried to the catafalque…

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Slowly, the catafalque moved towards the Sangam, the sacred confluence of the Ganga, the Jamuna and the Saraswati: the three rivers whose names are interwoven in the web of Indian culture…

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(Bhajan “Vaishnav Jan”)
in its immemorial flow, the sacred Triveni has mingled the ashes of nameless millions whose joys and sorrows, the Mahatma had made his very own… The last journey ended…