Gandhi My Father

I don't know why,

he is the one I fear the most

Just see the good in him, in what he does, not what he speaks

When he sees your determination, your hard work,

all else will become past and irrelevant

Gulab, I want to be here with you for the birth of our first child

Long way to go, at least five months

Shall I stay till then?

No

Your father needs you

Keep us in your thoughts, always

All distances will disappear

As soon as I can, I'll call you to South Africa

Don't go with that burden on your mind

Concentrate on your studies

Become a barrister

Be a proud son, make your parents proud, I want to be proud of you

And I will wait for you

The tonga-man is throwing a fit. He has to pick up others

Stop!

Please read this on the ship

Remember to write to me, I'll wait for you

Can I get you something? - No thank you, sit

You didn't go to the port to receive Hari?

You told me, you'd go

He was looking out for you

Kastur, I...

I have so much to do, and there isn't time enough

Are we?

Is your family, a hindrance?

I'm happy that Harilal has come back

I have missed him

The accounts of The Indian Opinion is showing loses.

You suggest that we take on advertisements.

Advertisements always compromise editorial field.

Anyway, Hari, I am going to Peter Marriotsburg.

I want you to join me.

No, no, no, no, Mr. Damji.

Mr. Bharat has sent you several requests for fees...

...which has not been paid.

Now you want us to rake up another matter.

We should be sending you summons...

...for overdue payments.

Mr. Damji.

I will see you tomorrow.

Give him an appointment.

Hari. Start working at the printing press.

Mr. Pollock will explain everything to you.

Mr. Gandhi, tomorrow is Sunday.

Ms. Lisy.

A man in trouble knows no Sundays.

He has to be attendant.

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