My dad’s school days

After my mum passed away, I had the opportunity to spend time with my dad in Oslo. I flew down to Mumbai and accompanied him to and from Oslo since his sight was very poor.

Talking to him alone, I learned a few facts about his childhood that he never spoke about earlier. His childhood was so far away from what I had when I was a child. The conditions dad experienced as a boarder were hard, especially when one considers that his siblings attended regular school and went to college, something he did not get a chance to do.

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