Dr. Arun Gandhi, grandson of Mahatma Gandhi and founder of the
M.K.Gandhi Institute for Nonviolence, in his June 9 lecture at the
University of Puerto Rico shared the following story:
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I was 16 years old and living with my parents at the institute my
grandfather had founded 18 miles outside of Durban, South Africa, in the
middle of the sugar plantations. We were deep in the country and had no
neighbors, so my two sisters and I would always look forward to going to
town to visit friends or go to the movies.
One day, my father asked me to drive him to town for an all-day
conference, and I jumped at the chance. Since I was going to town, my
mother gave me a list of groceries she needed and, since I had all day
in town, my father asked me to take care of several pending chores, such
as getting the car serviced.
When I dropped my father off that morning, he said, "I will meet you
here at 5:00 p.m., and we will go home together."
After hurriedly completing my chores, I went straight to the nearest
movie theatre. I got so engrossed in a John Wayne double-feature that I
forgot the time. It was 5:30 before I remembered. By the time I ran to
the garage and got the car and hurried to where my father was waiting
for me, it was almost 6:00.
He anxiously asked me, "Why were you late?"
I was so ashamed of telling him I was watching a John Wayne western
movie that I said, "The car wasn’t ready, so I had to wait," not
realizing that he had already called the garage.
When he caught me in the lie, he said: "There’s something wrong in the
way I brought you up that didn’t give you the confidence to tell me the
truth. In order to figure out where I went wrong with you, I’m going to
walk home 18 miles and think about it."
So, dressed in his suit and dress shoes, he began to walk home in the
dark on mostly unpaved, unlit roads.
I couldn’t leave him, so for five-and-a-half hours I drove behind him,
watching my father go through this agony for a stupid lie that I
uttered. I decided then and there that I was never going to lie again.
I often think about that episode and wonder, if he had punished me the
way we punish our children, whether I would have learned a lesson at
all. I don’t think so. I would have suffered the punishment and gone on
doing the same thing. But this single non-violent action was so powerful
that it is still as if it happened yesterday.
That is the power of non-violence.
, so my decision was good. I just want to let it be there and grew…
, cause he is one of the best of person ..good attitute.Positive and bright person.. Anyway world is smaller.. we would be able to meet up with him soon. 
