For certain is death for the born and certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable, Thou shouldst not grieve.
He gasped, 'He Ram!'.
Then a lifeless little bundle, he slowly sank to the ground, his hands still frozen in the final gesture to which his spirit had commanded them, a greeting to his assassin.
Mahatma Gandhi achieved in death what he had striven for in his last months of life. The sacrifice in the gardens of Birla House would stand as the climax of the triumph and tragedy which embraced the Indian subcontinent in 1947-48.
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