Memories of the Matriarch

Memories of the Matriarch

When I look back on my earliest memories of childhood, I always see my all-white sari clad, completely unadorned, hair ...
India, Torn (II) : A witness to history in the making

India, Torn (II) : A witness to history in the making

Continued from part I ...... Dad had been hearing about partition for quite some time. Finally it came to be ...
India, Torn (I):   Haunting Memories

India, Torn (I): Haunting Memories

KARACHI I am a Sindhi. I was born in Karachi in 1938, and lived there till end-September, 1947 when we ...
My Nima-A portrait in White

My Nima-A portrait in White

 Whenever I think of my Grandma, the first thing that comes to mind is how beautiful she was -slim, without ...
Life in the Shires

Life in the Shires

Ever wondered what is lurking in the neighbouring county? More and more millennials are jumping on the bandwagon and abandoning London ...
The Birth of Nolan

The Birth of Nolan

It all started on a Monday night. After my pregnancy yoga class, I headed home very relaxed, ready for sleep ...
The Voyage

The Voyage

I joined the Indian Navy in 1949 after graduating from Presidency College. It was still the Royal Indian Navy. Cochin ...
Coming Home: Happiness, at last

Coming Home: Happiness, at last

[the_ad id="1835"]The final episode in Susan's quest: Armed with Peter Stewart's name, I persisted with my search with the full ...
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