Let me, again, turn to childhood memories and the different branches of the family that, one to the other, led very varied lives. My father’s side, for want of a better phrase, was ‘quite Westernised’, even Anglicised. For an outsider, it could seem strange that conversations were conducted in a fluid mix of English, Hindi and Punjabi. This was the result of their backgrounds. In late 19th-century Lahore, my grandfather was orphaned early and he and his older brother brought each other up. Both educated themselves and became academics.