My family came from India when I was three, and settled in Niddrie in Melbourne, where we were the first Asians on our street. But we were soon welcomed by our neighbour, Max, and his wife, Pat. Max loved to talk to Dad over the fence. Apparently, he thought it was funny that we were always rugged up against the Australian ‘cold weather’, while he got around in his blue singlet and stubby shorts. And he chuckled about our mistakes with Aussie slang. For example, one day he called out to my brother, “Hey, mate, how’re you goin . . .
My family came from India when I was three, and settled in Niddrie in Melbourne,…
