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A Sindhi in Bombay (Scottish) – my long overdue tribute to both


I am a proud Sindhi. And I'm married to one.And although we have never thought of it actively, nor discussed this with each other at home, the glorious celebration of Bombay Scottish School Mahim completing a Hundred and Seventy-Five years, got me thinking. We Sindhis are probably one of the earliest refugees in the modern… Continue reading A Sindhi in Bombay (Scottish) – my long overdue tribute to both

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Que Sera Sera…The Tale of the Rusty, Old Medal


A visit to my mother's house one day, revealed the apple of my eye, my two year old nephew armed with a bright blue marker merrily scribbling all over what looked like a rusted, old medal. On closer inspection I realized that the 'gold medal' now in his (freakishly strong) possession once belonged to me.… Continue reading Que Sera Sera…The Tale of the Rusty, Old Medal