The ship stopped for three days in Mombasa and I was honoured in being with Manilal Gandhi, because 90 per cent of the inhabitants of this town are Indians compared to the towns we had already passed whose Indian population stood at: Zanzibar 50 000, Dar es Salaam 60 000, Mozambique 9 000, Beira 13 000 and Lourenço Marques 70 000. We were first invited to a garden party at the home of a rich Indian and we had to say a few words to their association. Dignitaries there included doctors, lawyers and leading businessmen. On the following day, we were invited to lunch and dinner at various homes, and these were like small heavens on earth that made you fear to enter because of the electric lights on the walls, the comfortable seats and the thick carpets. Good people! Some people are enjoying the kingdom, they do not care for in the hereafter which we desire. One of them took me by car and showed me the municipal residential area where blacks live, a new community hall, schools, markets, big Indian houses and hotels which are leased from them by the English. We also went to the countryside where we saw Africans who are Swahili and Nyamwezi. They rear oxen with humps on the neck and keep sheep. In the evening, our hosts showed us a film and we spent time together with their families.