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– ‘A
Woman of the Times’ Tara
Bhattacharjee nee Gandhi grew up in a tumultuous and exciting period of
Indian history, amongst a family of freedom fighters, leaders, and writers.
Her father Devadas Gandhi was the Editor of Hindustan Times, a leading
national daily; her paternal grandfather was none other than Mahatma Gandhi,
and maternal grandfather the illustrious C. Rajagopalachari – known fondly
as Rajaji. Deeply influenced by such luminaries around her, Tara Gandhi’s
childhood was by no means ordinary – it was privileged. The times were
exhilarating too – the years that led to the political independence of India
were spirited, rebellious, and intellectually charged – elements of which
are also visible in Tara Gandhi’s soul and spirit. Tara
Gandhi has captured the essence, the simplicity, and the mood of that era in
her forthcoming book ‘Reflections of an Extraordinary Era’ to be published
later this year. It is a personal account of the times, as remembered,
experienced and seen through the eyes of a fourteen-year-old.
It is about her childhood and her family.
She writes about Mahatma Gandhi as a grandparent – not as a leader and a
visionary the rest of the world knew him as.
She
asserts she is a granddaughter of Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, not Mahatma
Gandhi.
Born in the Delhi of 1934, she has witnessed its transformation from a
relaxed, slow-paced, politically charged city into the chaotic, at times
alienated, megalopolis it is today. The book also introduces the reader
to her other family members – mother Lakshmi, brothers, uncles, aunts,
and cousins. The opening chapter of the book recalls the family’s move
from the environs of an ashram in north Delhi to a large apartment in
Connaught Circus –the hub of social activity at the time. Tara
reminisces:
“My first conscious memory is of what is known as Kingsway Camp in north
Delhi. Almost seventy-five years ago, situated at one end of Delhi, in
the sprawling village centre was an ashram called Harijan Colony. In
that ashram we had a lovely, small house. The first few years of my life
are strongly imprinted on my consciousness for their simplicity.
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