Remembering Gandhi

Have heard criticism on Gandhi from professors during college days and friends from different political ideologies. Despite all that, his life continues to inspire me for the internal, healthy conflicts he had gone through, at many points in his life, and was able to travel beyond. People will judge and form opinions on others, alive or not, based upon what comforts their minds. I believe, his life had no relevance to any of it. 

To me, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi is someone who was murdered for his ideas,

Murdered for holding thoughts, not of his personal life to have materials and titles but of society,

Murdered for the impact he can make on ordinary people of this country, not making to bang pots and pans, but stopping emotionally charged humans from committing the mindless act of violence,

Murdered for not aligning with what is easy and painless, of majoritarian values,

Murdered for not believing in fascist ideas of holding power with politics of hate,

Murdered for hurting the status quo of supremacy,

He is someone who was murdered at the age of 78 years.

In awe, and remembering the ideas, values, and journey of this human, Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi.