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In 1932, she was again arrested and put in the Delhi jail
                 where  she  went  on  a    hunger  strike  to
                 protest  against  the  callous  treatment  of
                 political prisoners. Her  demands  were
                   Not to be republished
                 conceded, but she was transferred to
                 Ambala jail, where she was kept in solitary
                 confinement. After her release, she stayed
                 away from the movement for ten years.
                   ©KTBS

                                               Something                  Aruna Asaf Ali
                                          significant happened
                                          in  1942.  She  attended  the  Bombay
                                          Congress Session along with her husband
                                          during  which  the  Quit  India  resolution
                                          was passed on 8 August. The Committee
                                          had planned the hoisting of the tricolour
                                          at Gowalia Tank Maidan but the British
                                          got wind of the plan and arrested the top

                         Asaf Ali         leaders  including  Gandhiji  a  few  hours
                                          before the event. What followed is best
                 described in her own words.
                      “My husband and I were not in the least surprised, when
                 in the early hours of August 9th, the police knocked on the door
                 of the flat where we were staying. When they announced Asaf
                 Saheb’s arrest, I asked, “What about me”?
                      “There’s no warrant for you, ma’am”, I was told.
                      I persuaded the British sergeant who had come in a taxi with
                 a couple of policemen to let me accompany them to the railway
                 station to see off my husband. Dawn was about to break and
                 there was a cordon around Victoria Terminus to keep crowds at
                 bay. As I walked along the platform, I saw Maulana Azad sitting
                 at a window in a compartment of the special train and stopped to
                 talk to him. As Congress President, he was to unfurl the tricolour
                 at a public gathering at Gowalia Tank Maidan at 8 a.m. I made
                 up my mind on an impulse, “I am going there”.

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