Finding a Malayali Portuguese
<p>Onnumerous visits to my home in Kerala over the last fifty years, I had one name, Anthraper that I remember to have heard every time. Everywhere I went, I could see my maternal or paternal grandfather or uncles or aunties pointing towards huge tracts of rubber plantation and mentions that it belonged to Anthraper. When we used to board a private bus named KMT (Must be acronym for Kerala Motor Transport or it could be Kuriakose Mathai Thankachan — well I have not figured it out) and travel around 10 kilometers towards west, the very same people could still point to the rubber plantation and repeat. This is Anthraper estate. The same applies when I travel east. I always felt at that point of time that this name could be some fictional character that is being doled out to me from a book bought at a Children literature festival — some sort of fairy tale.</p>
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