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It was noon, everything around was still, silent. I was sitting on a bench, underneath a statue
of Mahatmaji, in a garden of the capitol. I thought of asking Gandhiji the whereabouts of true
Gandhians. But, before I do it, I heard the statue muttering something. ”The idiots have stood me
here. Rana Pratap is given a horse. Shivaji; even Rani Laxmibhai is given a horse, whilst why am I
made to stand on my feet?”
I was shocked. I never thought that Gandhiji could become angry. I sprinted to a big leader of the
capitol. ”Gandhiji is in angry mood. He is imprecating: ’Where have the hypocrites stood me? I also
want a horse to sit on.’” The leader said: ”Impossible! Gandhiji will never use a bad word!” I took him
to the garden whereupon the statue said: ”I asked you for a horse mister, not an ass.”
I do not know what happened to that leader afterwards because by that time I was fully awake. But
the subject did not leave me for the rest of the night, and I arrived at some conclusions.
The very first thought that came to my mind was this: that the ass should not be blamed for this.
The asses invariably collect around a mahatma…. Mahatmas are the persons of high rank. And, no
first rank person will sit at the feet of another first rank person. No Mahavir, or Buddha, or Krishna,
or Gandhi followed anybody. They never follow anybody, but the people around them are the people
who are in the habit of following, following anybody. A follower hasn’t a judgement of his own. In
fact, the brainless becomes the follower. Those who have their own intelligence stand on their own
feet instead of blindly following others. After the death of a mahatma, someone from the second
rank wants to occupy the first position and the race for the power starts