Guest Post by JOHN DAYAL

My aunt and God-mother Sophie Joseph had lived in Delhi a long time, and as a young woman, was witness to the communal frenzy art the 1947 Partition of India.

She would also tell stories of heroism, and greed. Many Hindus saved lives, in return for all the cash they could carry, or for rights over the house that would soon be vacated. Others saved their neighbours out of love. Many lived to cross the borders not because the Armymen protected them, but because the neighbours risked their lives to save them from other marauding neighbours. Sophie, then in her teens, remembered all this. She was no heroine and her lower middle class family was not the stuff of which role models are made, but they were happy they connived in the saving of lives.

That lives could be saved if there was courage of conviction was a lesson she learnt. Her lesson would come in handy almost thirty five years later, save many more lives of other neighbours.

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