Saturday, December 26, 2020

Sara, one of the fragrant ever-smiling beads of the Panchmala (garland of the five beads) pg. 11 translation



The five of us, Sara, Amelin, Saifee (Lukhadia), Yusuf (Kundawala), and I (Mannan Ranapurwala) were known as Panchmala amongst our friends. We all used to study together during our high school years. We frequently had a lot of fun meeting on Wednesday evenings at Amelin Christian’s house to hear our favorite radio program “Binaka GeetMala” and used to have lots of fun. Those were the days of studies, fun, and mischief. Our fragrant bead of Panchmala was lost in 1987 but her fragrance has stayed forever in our minds. 

Approximately 55 years ago, Sara was the first Bohra girl to matriculate from high school in Dahod. In those days the girls never used to graduate. In spite of people throwing stones at her, she was never afraid, and continued her studies.

In the last year of high school all the members of the Panchmala acted in a play. Sara and I had major roles in the play. Our friendship became even closer through this experience.
In 1959 Amelin decided to go to Baroda Nursing College for further studies. Sara wanted to go too but she had problems to face. In those days the Bohra society was not ready to accept her becoming a nurse but Sara made a bold decision and headed to Baroda to study nursing also. Yusuf went to medical college in Bombay and Saifee and I used to go to Baroda regularly to meet her and encourage her in her studies. 

In 1962 she came back to Dahod with a nursing degree and joined the Railway Hospital as a staff nurse. People used to throw stones at her when she bicycled to work. I used to frequently drop her off at the hospital, especially for her evening duties. 

I saw Sara last in 1986 when she came for her final visit to see to her friends and relatives. Sara knew that the cancer would not let her live much longer and she wanted to have her wish fulfilled to meet everyone for the last time. 

Mannan Ranapurwala

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