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Sir, The photograph of the crowds jostling to pay homage to the Mahatma's ashes (Sept. 12) took me down memory lane. I was 12 when Gandhi was assassinated. News came that a portion of the Mahatma's ashes was to be immersed in the Cauvery at Srirangam. I waited among the thousands who had gathered at my village railway station in Papanasam to catch a glimpse of the urn carried by a special train from Madras. The next day was a momentous one. We all stood facing Srirangam in knee-deep water. At noon, when the ashes were immersed 50 miles away, we took several dips in the river. The pedestal carrying the urn was retrieved and brought to our village. Sitting before this pedestal, we used to sing bhajans with fervour every Friday. This went on for several months.
S. Ananthanarayanan,
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