Kasturba is breathing her last few breaths.
Gandhiji wants to take her leave, but she holds on to his hand. He looks at Miraben, Sardar Patel, and they leave the room. Gandhiji sits with Kasturba till the end.
After the film is over, . . .
'Will you do the same when I am dying?' I ask my husband.
'What?'
'Will you sit with me till the end?'
'Sure. I will check my mail after you die.' he says.
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my words. your blog post. :)
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