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“Il vaut mieux mettre son coeur dans la prière sans trouver de paroles que trouver des mots sans y mettre son coeur.”

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Mahatma Gandhi
Mahatma Gandhi

A leader of the Indian independence movement, lawyer, politician, and social activist, Mahatma Gandhi is revered as the 'Father of the Nation'. He advocated for non-violence and unity between Hindus and Muslims, leading the Indian struggle for independence and profoundly influencing history both in India and around the world. more

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