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A Parsee Anecdote

Many may not know that India used to have two time zones.
One is Indian Standard Time, ahead of GMT by 5 hours 30 minutes. Another was Bombay Time which was 4 hours 31 minutes ahead of GMT.
Thus the Bombay Time was full 59 minutes behind the Indian Standard Time.
The Bombay-Time was abolished in 1955.
For some inexplicable reason, the Parsee Community of Bombay continued to adhere to the Bombay-Time.
A marriage invitation or Navjot invitation always used to mention Bombay- Time.
This story is of the early Sixties when Mr Aspi Bhesania died at the ripe age of 90 years, the age at which or much beyond which, most Parsees tend to depart. He was a philanthropist also a social worker who had many good deeds to his credit. He, as a Municipal Councilor,  had contributed a lot to the City’s development.
Aspi’s funeral was held at Dungerwadi  – the Tower of Silence – where the dead Parsees are rested – ultimately to be one with nature. The Tower of Silence complex is a huge piece of real estate on the slopes of Malabar Hill in South Bombay. The premises has a hall where condolence meetings are held before the dead body is transferred to the Tower of Silence. The non- Parsees are permitted to go up to the hall, beyond which only Parsees are permitted.
Aspi’s condolence meeting was scheduled to be at 5-00 PM. Sir Homi Modi, KBE, himself beyond 80 years of age then, was to preside over the event. Sir Homi assumed that the meeting would start at 5-00 PM Bombay Time while the organizers had scheduled it for 5-00 PM Indian Standard Time. So, Sir Homi who wanted to reach 15 minutes before the schedule, had reached 15 minutes late for the meeting. As per the Parsee tradition, the meeting had commenced on the dot, without awaiting Sir Homi’s arrival.
Sir Homi, being a stickler for punctuality was flustered and upset with himself as he was rushed to the dais. As Sir Homi sat down, a gentleman who was already talking hurriedly finished his speech and invited Sir Homi to speak.
Sir Homi thus rushed, began his speech “We are meeting here to bid goodbye to a great soul. He was a great human being and his contribution to humanity –—” Sir Homi went on in that vein for a few sentences and realised that he had forgotten the name of the deceased.  Without realising that the microphone was “ON”  Sir Homi turned to Ronnie Sakhlatwala sitting to his left and asked in a whisper: “ ए रॉनी, ए घेलचोदयाने नाम सूं? ” (Hey Ronnie, what is the name of the fuXXr?)
The entire audience heard what he said. Sakhatwala was taken aback. He also could not recall the name. The man sitting on Sir Homi’s right stood up and whispered the dead man’s name in Sir Homi’s ear.
The audience could barely control its laughter. There were a few suppressed outbursts of mirth.
Parsees have a wonderful sense of humour. I will not be surprised if the late Aspi Bhesania also may have smiled as he lay dead on the stretcher.

Life & Times of Sir Hormusjee C. Dinshaw – Founder of Zoroastrian Bank

I have much pleasure in writing this Foreword to the life of Sir Hormusjee Cowasjee Dinshaw, an excellent volume so ably written by Mr. A. N. Joshi, BA., LLB., an Advocate of the Bombay High Court.
Sir Hormusjee, who is a well known figure in his community, is the head of the Adenwalia family which has for some generations made a great name as merchants and financiers at Aden and Bombay. The history of their rise from poverty to affluence makes very instructive reading. The kindness and courtesy of the Adenwallas are pro-verbial and Indians travelling between India and Europe can never forget the great hospitality that has always been extended to them by Sir Hormusjee and his family whenever they pass through Aden.
Sir Hormusjee is a very unassuming, kind and liberal gentleman and he has always extended his helping hand to all objects of public usefulness. His silent charity to people of his own community as well as of other communities is well-known in Bombay. For his philanthropy and other acts of public utility he has made himself very popular not only in Aden and Bombay but in other parts of the Presidency as well. A detailed biography therefore of such a personality will be welcomed by the public-

BOMBAY, 10th June, 1939.


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Dadar Athornan Institute. Principal Dr. Er. Ramiyar Karanjia in conversation with Er. Meher Modi.

The Dadar Athornan Institute (Dadar Madressa) established in 1919 by Athornan Mandal imparts scriptural and religious education to children of zon priests with boarding and lodging, absolutely free of costs. The Institute runs entirely on donations from philanthropic individuals and Charitable Trusts. For helping us you may contact us at, or +91-22-2413806. Host – Mr. Meher Modi Guest Speaker – Er. Dr. Ramiyar Karanjia Location – Mazda Studios Director of Photography – Rehan S. Daruwalla Directed by – Aarish S. Daruwalla Produced by – Sarosh K. Daruwalla Mazda Multimedia.


Religions are a like

An orchard where

Delicious sumptuous

Fruit trees abound

Each “fruit tree” is unique

In Nature with

Different shapes &

Sizes are found

When they start

To “ripen”

It gets rid of the

“Foul smell that abounds”


Religion is not muttering

Mambo Jumbo from the

Prayer book or

Visiting Atash Behrams

Or agiaries

Nor praying near the

Holy Fire

Or for that matter

Performing religious ceremonies

But, its on’s thoughts

Words Deeds that counts


Zoroastrianism is a

Religion which gives

One the Choice

To lead one’s life

The way one wants

But, apparently there

Always be Bad rotten apples

Misleading innocent  in the name

Of our Religion.


Religion is not

A mound of clay

To be twisted turned

Inside out  as well

Abused in anyway

It’s a road map

For you to renounce evil

And stay away



Religion teaches one

To do no evil, hear no evil

And speak no evil

Yet gossip, hypocrisy

Dog us every step of the way!!!


Listen to no one

Just use one’s

Power of Reasoning

These “ignorants'”

Do not have any power

As to who gets to go

To the land of Dreams



I respect all religions

I give my hands to many

But  my heart to one



Choicest Happiness

Farida Bamji

Sept 20th 2021















Gholvad is the Chikoo Bowl of Maharashtra

This is a story about a place made interesting by a fruit

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It is the ultimate laid-back experience, but for me it started as a power trip. Literally, I discovered this unbelievable idyll just a 3-hr train ride away from Mumbai, when the equally incredible Nergis Irani launched a one-woman crusade against the thermal power plant being set up by the Bombay Suburban Electric Supply in Dahanu, the chikoo bowl of Maharashtra. I had passed Gholvad several times on train journeys to Ahmedabad—quaint, sleepy stations characterised by locals selling small baskets of just-picked fruit and bundles of lemongrass and peppermint leaves with which Parsis flavour their tea. I had no idea of the deep, dark groves that lay beyond the pedestrian platform.

Then Nargis Irani descended on my office like a Persian army. Her feisty Irani genes made up for whatever she lacked in the ‘warrior-queen’ department. As an environmentalist, she would have fought such desecration anywhere, but in the Gholvad she had an emotional stake, as these chikoo orchards had been planted by the Iranis, many of whom had cleared the grass-covered tracts with their bare hands when they had arrived here a hundred or so years ago. This tough, if rustic, race had been impoverished by discrimination in their native Iran and they too made the journey that their fellow Zoroastrians, the Parsis, had made nearly a millennium earlier. Some set up tea shops in Mumbai, but the more intrepid fanned into the interior, confident that land was land, even if in an alien country.  With their own input of hard work, they were certain that it would sustain them, as it had their fore-fathers back home.

Chikoo fruit

The house of the man who first brought chikoos to this area still stands near Dahanu Railway Station, the lush acres flourishing in the care of his grandsons. Those who followed old Mr Irani acquired and tamed their own sprawling acres. Grandchildren went away, lured by city jobs and the promise of golden opportunity abroad. Many returned. The land was as forgiving as it was yielding.

Things to see and do? The answer to this is ‘nothing’. The idea here is to chill. Wake up to the cock’s crow and open your eyes to a canopy of dark chikoo leaves. These orchards smell of the resins of the trees. Walk down the winding country road and smile at the curious women—rural cliches in their short ‘towel’ wraps above which rise their bare midriffs and bosoms. They sashay past with a self-assured swing, a chatter of berribboned sparrows as they go to water and weed, pluck and pack in the orchards.

Mud pots ‘grow’ out of every stunted toddy palm; they say slake the thirst of a day’s labour and fill the night with the drumbeat of abandon. Hens fret and strut about the reed and mud huts before meeting their fate in a festive cauldron.

Gholvad—rising above Bordi and merging unmarked into Dahanu and the surrounding villages—has no pin-downable focal point. It’s only orchards, and the homesteads of the people who cultivated them.


Location: Gholvad is on the road to Bordi, on the coastal highway after you turn left from Kasa Khurd towards Dahanu.

Tatas emerge most trusted Group, others lag far behind

Tata Group has emerged as most trusted conglomerate in the recent poll conducted by Equitymaster, an independent equity research firm.

The Tata Group has garnered 66 per cent of the total votes, which is more than double the number of votes (32 per cent), it had received in the last such poll conducted in 2013.

Interestingly, the 153-year-old AV Birla Group and Mukesh Ambani Group occupied second and third place with meagre vote of 5 per cent and 4.7 per cent of the votes, respectively.

A total of 5,274 people participated to vote on 17 large corporates based on their trustworthiness.

In fact, except for Tata Group none of the other 16 groups have been able to win the trust of over 5 per cent of the total number of participants, although many of these groups have moved up a few ranks from Equitymaster’s last poll conducted in 2013.

The Birla Group, Godrej, and TVS have moved up two ranks, the Mukesh Ambani Group jumped six ranks while the Rahul Bajaj group, which came in fourth place, moved up nine ranks from the last poll.

Another significant change in this year’s poll results was that only 2 per cent investors voted for ‘None of the Above’ category as opposed to 4 per cent in 2013.

The group that received the least number of votes (0.8 per cent) is the RPG (Ram Prasad Goenka) group, the company that owns Ceat Tyres.

The poll reveals that there is a huge gap between the winner and the rest of the corporate groups, said Equitymaster in a statement on Wednesday.

Rahul Shah, co-head of Research, Equitymaster said an increasing portion of a firm’s value resides in intangibles such as goodwill and reputation and when it comes to making intangibles tangible, nothing is more important than trust.

“The attribute flows from a company’s leadership through the organisation to its external stakeholders which ultimately increases profitability over the long-term. However, if not paid attention to, a lack of trust can have the opposite effect.”

Spreading love through food

The curious thing about the Mishing-Parsi is the name itself. It is an easy conversation starter. The Mishing-Parsi at the moment is a Blog website to initiate conversations around food diversity with an active Instagram profile by the same name The Mishing Parsi.

Our aim is to initiate the same curiosity the Mishing-Parsi garnered for diverse food stories, recipes, ingredients cuisines so that any food enthusiast could benefit. With our own diversity as Mishing and Parsi as our strength, and our common love for food, it was a perfect recipe to spread love of diversity.

The Mishing Parsi began when a Mishing girl met a Parsi boy over food! After several food experiences and taking our taste on a jolly ride, we realized how vibrant were our food memories. It struck us that we still have a lot more food memories to make. We knew then, what we had to do! We had to do better and share our idea with the world and what better way than The Mishing-Parsi!

We co-created this space in an attempt to connect the world through the love of food. We appreciate diverse food habits, culture, fusion, traditional and also share our recipes.

Lina is the Mishing in the Mishing Parsi, a full-time research scholar and loves to cook in her free time. Wherever she travelled, food was her constant interest, always finding new ways to incorporate ingredients in her recipe.


Hanoz, meanwhile is the Parsi bawa, is an entrepreneur who loves to eat. Although he doesn’t get much free time to cook but when he does, he loves to cook as much as he loves to eat.

Together, it is always a riot of conversations, food and recipes exchanged. We quickly realized that there was a need to bring together like-minded food aficionados.

Currently we are looking forward to spreading a word about our love for food through our initiative The Mishing Parsi. You can check out the webpage at

or our Instagram Page



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