MY WORLD:  THE MOTHER Shanti doshi  I came to Pondicherry on the 17th November 1930. I was 13 at that time. But there is a story behind it.   My father first came to the Ashram in 1927; he settled here 2 years later. He left the family without intimation and all the children were in great straits. We used to write to him describing our plight. But he was not opening our letters; he used to pass them on to the Mother. One day, however, an uncle of ours wrote to him mentioning the dis­tress of the family. Finding the handwriting unfamiliar he opened the letter and was greatly upset by its contents. He informed the Mother and asked her what he was to do in the circumstances. T