On January 30, 1948, at 5:17pm, Mohandas Karamchand Ghandi, the Mahatma, was shot and killed on this spot, martyred for a liberated India.
If the Gate and Presidential Palace marks India's towering pride, the Ghandi Smiriti contains India's bottomless grief.
The Smirti preserves Ghandi's humble room and the footsteps he took from it that were to be his last. And through long, bright corridors decorated with countless of his quotes, it illustrates the scope of his wisdom and the universality of his compassion.
As an American, I know Ghandi's meaning to the world as one of history's great saints and leaders. His name is often mentioned in the same breath as Martin Luther King, Jr.
But to view him through India's eyes and to love him with India's open heart is a different experience. It is to be invited to share in their unending grief over the loss of Bapu, the father of their nation.