Source: A Stroll through Old Rangoon | Dream Of A City.
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Ismailimail 
just to Inform you , I was just 2 years and 6 months old when I left BURMA if you see , the name on board that how many ismaili were Shaeed in attach , One name what you find is , the name of my Grand father (Ghulam Hussain M KOORJEE)
well time was pass and, i LEFT some time in 1968 But still some times I think THAT if I get chance I will defenitatly, visit to Burma and see the jamath , well I don’t know the people over there but still it i can recall memories
thanks
Akbar
david_akbar@hotmail.com
bye to all jamath
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