Ambedkar loosened his tie, took off his suit jacket and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead with an already drenched handkerchief.“This heat, is stifling me. I need some fresh air,” he said, as he stepped out in to the verandah.. Nestled amongst the tall, tropical trees and overlooking the Arabian Sea, Jinnah’s Malabar Hill …
It was an evening like any other. The sun hadn’t set yet, but there was a slight chill in the air. The large Gulmohar and Mango trees that lined the Birla House swayed gently in the breeze. A crowd of people waited quietly and patiently by the lawn next to the house. The prayer meeting …
“Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny. Now the time has come when we shall redeem our pledge – not wholly or in full measure – but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.” It wasn’t till earlier that afternoon …
The hotel room was modest with two queen beds separated by a built-in nightstand, a small desk in the far corner and a cushioned chair next to it. The only noise in the room, a gentle hum, came from the AC unit near the ceiling. The large flat screen television with its volume muted lit …