The people were too stuned too speak in the beginning . Later they clamoured widly ,shouting and crying. They jostled one another in a stampede to break into the house. They clamed a littel when it was announced that they would be allowed to see Gandhiji before the funeral .
When one is faced with the shock of a loved one's death ,one whimpers ;"what will become of me now that he was left me?" This was surely the question uppermost in the mind of the mourning people . They looked like lost children. It was the question in many of our hearts as we sat, still shocked and unbelieving . We listen to the broadcast telling the people of india that their Bapu was no more .