We didn't really aim to go here, just kind of stumble across it whilst wandering about, but decided to have a look.
The second you enter, all the noises and craziness of the City just stops and you find yourself in an oasis of calm and peace. If anybody was ever in any kind of doubt to just how special that amazing man was, you'll certainly leave here with a new found respect.
With photos from every era of his life, a detailed life story, his clothes, the papers and books he read, the tools he used when spinning cotton, statues of him whilst on the "Salt March" plus so so much more, you're left in no doubt of the void we were left when this quiet and peace loving man was taken from us all too early. I actually left feeling a lump in my throat and a slight shiver down my spine that I had just been in the presence of true greatness.
This man IS India and any visit to New Delhi without stopping to drop in just misses the point of why you're in India in the first place.