Bhagwan Das: IN PURSUIT OF AMBEDKAR

It was a sunny day in Shimla. A tall and slim spectacled old man, wearing a brown checked coat with a colourful t-shirt passed by. His posture was erect and gait confident. He had a bunch of stories to tell – about his interactions with B.R. Ambedkar. He called himself Bhagwan Das. It was a sunny day in Shimla. A tall and slim spectacled old man, wearing a brown checked coat with a colourful t-shirt passed by. His posture was erect and gait confident. He had a bunch of stories to tell – about his interactions with B.R. Ambedkar. He called himself Bhagwan Das. It was a sunny day in Shimla. A tall and slim spectacled old man, wearing a brown checked coat with a colourful t-shirt passed by. His posture was erect and gait confident. He had a bunch of stories to tell – about his interactions with B.R. Ambedkar. He called himself Bhagwan Das. It was a sunny day in Shimla. A tall and slim spectacled old man, wearing a brown checked coat with a colourful t-shirt passed by. His posture was erect and gait confident. He had a bunch of stories to tell – about his interactions with B.R. Ambedkar. He called himself Bhagwan Das.