English was the language of my education. I was sent to what were considered the best schools and colleges in India and while I was fed a mountain of facts, I learned very little about myself. In fact the use of the English language was exclusive because we were punished for speaking our own languages.
This may be the experience of many others growing up in India. I do not know. What this enforced inability to express ideas in my own language did to me is split me into two. These pages are my attempt to find wholeness using the language I have to express ideas, while shedding the mindset that the language brings almost automatically. That was what Gandhiji was so brilliant at doing. He could use English to communicate but be at the same time tapped into the Indian consciousness. To me Gandhiji is Indian consciousness and he is my friend and guide.