‘We live side by side but do not know each other.’
No ‘other’ way: Sanjive Mahandru says we share more similarities than differences
My first Yearly Meeting was a few years ago now, just a day visit from Birmingham. You may have noticed me, I was the brown-faced man wearing the Punjabi dress with gold Indian slippers. The energy caught me and I ended up staying for two days and two nights. Friends gave me love and time and loaned me a sleeping bag and floor space at a Meeting house. On the Sunday I joined worship there when a white middle-class lady in her seventies – posh with a lively glint in her eyes – said to me that ‘Quakers tend to be a bit pompous sometimes’.
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