my experiments with the autobiography

Well, finally I read this very famous book every Indian is advised to read: My experiments with truth by M.K.Gandhi. And after reading it I felt as if I knew so little about Gandhi till now. The book's best thing is that the author doesn't try to present himself as a hero. In fact, he has prefered to chose the grey shade for himself. He has denied and even admitted that he feels embarrassed when people bestow upon him the title of 'mahatma'.
His austere life which the general public is fan of, was not this way when he started off. He has admitted a few guilts, which may seem uncanny with such a big personality like him, but i did not feel any shock. I was in fact surprised by the great courage he has shown in admitting these things. He has been to a brothel, he did theft, and ate meat for nearly a year despite his family belonging a typical Vaishnavite sect and the act being considered a horrible crime. He had been an admirer of the Britons, which is, though his choice of beliefs, but uncomfortable to know. He was married at an early age and never had much warm relations with his wife. He went to England for his law studies and totally dipped himself in the English culture to be one of them. Here is what I started feeling a bit unsynchronized with his thoughts. In the whole book, he seems to be a British fan. Though the things he did for the country are beyond comparison, but they do not seem to be done with utmost love n zeal for the nation. 
The other things which deter me are the way he used to stick to his beliefs. They may be alright when you apply them for yourself but when you put other's life at stake for the sake of your beliefs, they are difficult to understand. He decided never to touch meat, milk, onion, etc. These things were prohibited to his family too. And once when his son fell ill, he didn't allow the doc to give the boy any of these things even though they were essential in a cold city of South Africa where they were living. He kept going on with his domestic treatment, n though the boy's life was saved anyhow, it was, in a way, put in an unjustifiable danger.
He didn't provide education to his sons, because he did not want him to study in that country and felt his knowledge of values was more than enough. How can one make such an important decision himself?? His eldest son, Harilal Gandhi, never had good relations with him, because he was dissatisfied with his father denying him graduation and formal education. Well, I feel I would have felt the same way if I were in his place.
Though the simplicity and self restraint practiced by Gandhiji is admirable, the level of uncomfort it added to the lives of their family, puts a question on the practice. It would be wrong to say I am totally opposed to him, I myself believe in the concept of self- restraint, but I would deter from it lest it should be in harmony with other's level of comfort. 
The book has bestowed mixed feelings in me about the Mahatma, but I feel glad to know a lot of things about him. And I recommend everyone to have an experiment with it.
Jai Hind!!