If there is ever a woman I talk so highly about and with so much love, it is my nan (my maternal grandmother). Amazing, hilarious, courageous, stoic and with a heart of gold, my nan is the life and joy of those who know her. My nan and me Before she migrated to England, she lived a life of hardship and lack of opportunities, as was the case for many first-generation Bengali migrants. My nan was the first wife of my grandfather, but she got married again and now she is a widow, and has been for a long time. I won't get into my the make up of my mum's side of the family, because it does get a little complicated. Anyway, my nan has told me several times of the many occurrences where she had to tend to my mum when she was a crying and difficult baby under the guava tree. How s...
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