This country has travelled far from its colonial past since its independence from Britain in 1947
This 23-day journey through India began in Chennai, then on to Bangalore, the tea
plantations of Ooty and Munnar, Bandipur National Park, Cochin, a port on the Arabian Sea, Alleppey, and Kovalam, before heading north to explore Delhi. Right: The marble shrine to Mahatma Gandhi
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She passed our vehicle at a distance of no more than three metres, occasionally throwing us a haughty look over a shoulder. Rachel captured some video film and still photos on her phone; but, truly, the images are ones that will last in the memory for ever. As will India. The scope of the trip – from walking around the old garrison where Sir Robert Clive governed on behalf of the East India Company in Madras (now Chennai) – to a 22- hour trip on a houseboat in the backwaters of Alleppey, and swimming in the Arabian Sea during a four-day hiatus at a luxurious beach resort in Kovalam, before climaxing the adventure with an unforgettable excursion to the Taj Mahal at sunrise – was expertly pieced together by Harry, from Tour My India, who found us superb hotels, as well as arranging professional drivers and guides where appropriate, after we had booked our flights with British Airways outbound to Chennai and inbound from Delhi.
Of course, it was not missed by us that, as we toured in the air- conditioned comfort of a Toyota Innova, we were peeping into the
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lives of people condemned to poverty. Yet this country, with a population of 1.4 billion people, has still travelled far from its colonial past since its independence from Britain in 1947. On our final day, in Delhi, we
went to the marble shrine to Mahatma Gandhi erected in the Raj Ghat where the man regarded as the Father of India was cremated after his assassination in 1948. We also toured the home of
Indira Gandhi, the first and only female prime minister of India, who was assassinated in the garden of her home by body guards in 1984.
In the shade of some trees, there is a sheet of glass over the precise spot where she fell on her walk to her nearby office. The white one-storey house is hidden from the road by shrubbery; but not from history. n
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