My dad was a Muslim and Mum was a Hindu. They had a love marriage, which was almost unheard of in India back in the seventies. Due to religious discrimination, it was a challenging marriage, not supported by either of their families, and they were quite cognizant of the fact that life would be difficult for us as their children. As a result, they looked for another country to raise us in.
My father found work in Libya, originally as an emergency doctor, although he went on to train as a neurosurgeon. At that time, Libya was . . .