Striding through the rain

I too, am one of the works of ART, and here I am, about 3 or 4 years old, delighted with the deluge. This would be around 1969 or 1970, I think, in Awali.

On the beach with the Joshis

Pretty sure my dad is the photographer. He was very fond of using a tripod and timer, framing the picture the way he wanted it, and then hurrying back into frame! He does look like he's just sat down, doesn't he?

Mummy is extreme right, Dr Joshi and Nalini Aunty next to her. The children are my siblings Yasmin and Shaheen with the Joshi twins, Milind and Arvind (not sure if Arvind is the right name - I've forgotten).

In years to come, I came along, and so did Manoj, the Joshis' youngest son. We were great buddies in our childhood, but sadly I've lost touch with him now.

My parents' wedding invitation.

I found Mummy and Daddy's wedding invitations in an old album. This is an invitation to the reception - what we call the "valima" (vu-LEE-ma). They were married 10 days earlier in Madras.

No doubt he spent some time going over and over the exact words and spacing before he was satisfied that it was printable! I do the same thing:  clearly inherited the edit gene from him.