by Parsi Khabar | May 19, 2020 | Stories
My dad Vinci was initially named Boman before his mother Hilla, a highly romantic and fabulous eccentric decided that no ordinary Parsi name was good enough for her genius son who had to be named after another genius, albeit a few centuries apart – Leonardo. She...
by Parsi Khabar | May 6, 2020 | Stories
Feriyas is a colloquialism from Feriwalla, Gujarati for someone who takes a ‘Fero’, a round of some place. During the struggle for Indian Independence, people used to have Prabhat Feri, a small early morning procession that went around singing patriotic songs, raising...
by Parsi Khabar | May 1, 2020 | Stories
Disclaimer- This is not a Matrimonial Announcement. Nor am I giving any references to the famous 90s song by Peter Andre about a mysterious feminine personality. It was one of those days where I had enough time on my hands and rummaging through my late...
by Parsi Khabar | Jul 29, 2016 | Stories
Married at an early age, she came to live with her husband in Bombay from Surat. She was a worthy partner. She bore him 6 children, brought them up, married and settled them. Gulbai was now the matriarch not only of her family but our entire building. From time to...
by Parsi Khabar | Sep 8, 2015 | Stories
Sleep had eluded me the night before due to sheer excitement, but a light tap and I was wide awake. The summer vacation had begun. Today, we were going to Nargol, my Mum’s native village. This was a yearly ritual and my two brothers and I looked forward to this...
