My dad was born in Rajasthan, India in January 1933. He came to Swindon, UK to work on the Great Western Railways. 

My dad was a quiet man with a dry sense of humour; he enjoyed his home, his dog Ben, and the company of his family. Despite not being able to return to his beloved India, several times in his last days, my dad spoke of things he saw in his minds eye, as though he were present. It seemed to the family that in the end he made his return trip!

As I was unable to visit India when my dad was alive, I deem it an honour and privilege to be able to visit his birthplace, in memory of my dad, whilst raising money for my local charity.

To make my dream come true, please donate xxxxx

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