“I am the Resurrection and the Life” affirms the inscription on the life-size marble statue of Christ at the entrance to St Peter’s Church ...
“I am the Resurrection and the Life” affirms the inscription on the life-size marble statue of Christ at the entrance to St Peter’s Church in Bandra. I’ve just stepped out after the funeral of a Spanish priest distinguished for being the last Latin tutor in the city. Fr Peter Ribes shared sonorous nuances of this classic language in a pair of boys’ schools, St Stanislaus (the suburbs’ first English medium school) and St Mary’s from the 1950s to the 1980s.
Counting over twenty exquisite stained-glass windows that cast a glow in golden slants of the soon to set summer sun, the beautiful mass done, I walk on to Hill Road.
The street I grew up on, named after one of Bandra’s two hills, Mount Mary hill and Pali hill, extends from the railway station till Mehboob Studio. The leafy lanes sprouting right from its west-east axis are quite clearly sainted – St Martin, St Cyril, St Paul, St Alexious, St John – while to the left run Jain Mandir Road, Boran Road, Bazar Road and Waroda Road.
Exactly across St Peter’s Church and Stanislaus School stands my alma mater, St Joseph’s. The red brick convent run by Daughters of the Cross nuns boasts a...
