"A picture rises before me.
My husband and I were seeing Mr. Gandhi off at the Johannesburg railway station, probably to interview General Smuts on some serious Occasion. He had been giving my husband final instructions about some
important matters then pending.
Just as the train was about to leave I turned to him and said: "Is there anything special I can do?" "Yes," he replied with quiet earnestness. "Pray for me!" He had always an immense belief in the efficacy of
devout prayer, and the prayers of a woman, he sometimes thought, were the most unselfish of all. "
My husband and I were seeing Mr. Gandhi off at the Johannesburg railway station, probably to interview General Smuts on some serious Occasion. He had been giving my husband final instructions about some
important matters then pending.
Just as the train was about to leave I turned to him and said: "Is there anything special I can do?" "Yes," he replied with quiet earnestness. "Pray for me!" He had always an immense belief in the efficacy of
devout prayer, and the prayers of a woman, he sometimes thought, were the most unselfish of all. "
Mr. Gandhi : The Man
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