My brother was 6 months old when he boarded a plane at Entebbe airport. My father said "little Rajan was so thirsty that he begged the stewardess for some water for his throat."
That was 40 years ago when my father, mother, little Rajan, my grandfather and grand mother her sister and 2 aunties boarded a plane leaving their lives behind.
Today, "little" Rajan, forty years on, wrote:
Today is a significant day. 40 years ago my family arrived on a cold windswept tarmac at Stansted airport, after being expelled from Uganda, with little more than the clothes on their backs. They survived and thrived in the face of social, economic and political unrest, I've been inspired by you my whole life.
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