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Rai Mahboob Narayan Sahab
Me, a fifteen-year-old random unknown boy. He, a seventy-year-old scholar who was hugely respected everywhere. This consideration and manners (Rawadari in Urdu) were a unique element of the Hyderabadi culture. When I recall those days and think of the times we are living through, I wonder what went wrong. How did we become like this?…
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My parents – Ordinary people who left extraordinary memories
But through all those years, through all the pain, the restricted mobility and consequently restricted social life, I never heard her complain even once. That is the remarkable thing about both my parents, that they never complained about whatever difficulties they had to face.