Weekend in Delhi

        Returned to Delhi to see old friend Kaye Peters. Visited the Gandhi House, where the Mahatma lived briefly and where he was assassinated. Because we visited on a Saturday, we weren't able to see Gandhi's blood-soaked shawl, locked up in a separate part of the museum. I was OK with that. Lunched at the United Coffee House, a Connaught Place mainstay since colonial times and slept in Kaye's comfy guestroom once again. Retraced my earlier steps through several city markets and stayed up to watch "To Catch a Thief." Super girls weekend.

Take note, Brian Williams.

Didn't ring it.  

Selfie-less monks at Gandhi House.

    

A mural depicting Gandhi's life that mirrors images showing the life of the Buddha. (Also viewed a painting that paired Gandhi's martyrdom with the crucifixion of Christ.)

Gandhi's room and some of his possessions.

Although he was a man of few possessions, everywhere I've visited a Gandhi museum or ashram in India he seems to have left many of those possessions behind. Spoons, spinning wheels, spectacles and the like. Perhaps you can say he was a man of many few possessions.

Coffee house chandelier. 

Scary selfie with Kaye at the Coffee House.

The wise, amusing  and blunt owner of a shop brimming with copper pieces in Janpath, Delhi's "little Tibet" market. (Thanks to Kaye for the photo.) Her goods below:

Maggie, (R), who keeps house for Kaye, makes a return ReMindful appearance. Remember those beautiful rosettes she made for Christmas 2013?  On my other side is Maggie's daughter, who gifted me with lovely bangles.