Word: gita
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...where he said: "I am not at all sorry for what I have done. . . " His two male secretaries carried the bleeding Gandhi into Birla House. He never spoke again. As his soul seeped out, his grandniece Ava chanted Gandhi's favorite verses from the Hindu holy book Bhagavad-Gita...
...calls "strange powers" since boyhood. The son of Sir Arthur Blackwood, K.C.B., and Sydney, Duchess of Manchester, he was sent to Canada about 1890 to make his living as a farmer. Apparently his prim Victorian parents had little hope for a son who, at 20, read the Bhagavad Gita and claimed to be a Buddhist. He settled near Toronto and bought into a dairy partnership, but the enterprise soon failed. For the next nine or ten years he drifted around Canada and the U.S., losing what little money he had left. He slept in public parks, took up with raffish...
...ordeal drew to its close, Gandhi had the Koran and Vedic hymns and verses from the Gita read to him. He also called for his favorite hymn (by British Author Isaac Watts): When I Survey the Wondrous Cross. Each day he was massaged and cared for as tenderly as an incubator baby. Around his scrawny shoulders was a red and black checked homespun blanket. On the wall of his small, high-ceilinged room in the Aga Khan's gruesomely Victorian Palace in Poona was a Hindu calendar with the motto: "O Lord...
...Wilson, now 56, and a spinster, broke with her family's Scotch-Irish Presbyterian traditions years ago when she stalked from church during Communion service. Flicking through catalogue cards in the New York Public Library four years ago, she came upon Sri Aurobindo's Essays on the Gita. For no special reason she took out this 300-page commentary on India's famous religious and philosophic poem, whose origin is lost in history. She read how "the lower in us must learn to exist for the higher in order that the higher also may in us consciously...
...During that time he had a breakfast of orange juice and goat's milk. He heard a Sanskrit hymn and a few words from the Koran, read by a young Moslem girl. He scrawled a last-minute message to his followers. Then, with a copy of the Bhagavad-Gita (sacred Hindu poem), the Koran and an Urdu primer under his arm, a garland of flowers around his wizened neck, he was taken in the commissioner's car to Victoria station. "Nice old fellow, that Gandhi," the commissioner said. The train chuffed on to Poona. There the Mahatma...