“Muff-la,” she proclaimed proudly.
For whom, we asked.
“Santo,” she said, referring to her second-youngest grandchild. “Because it’s cold in Australia.”
Where did you get the wool from, we asked.
“It’s Baba’s,” she said, referring to our deceased grandfather.
So my very lucky cousin will get to wear this piece of diasporic Sindhi history around his neck!
