User login

From my notebook:

By : Dr Dhia Kadhem

In 1978 I traveled to India to study a master's degree on my own after getting accepted in the Faculty of Mathematics, Department of Operations Research, University of Delhi.

Upon my arrival in Delhi, I witnessed the tragedy of a hurricane that struck the Indian capital, demolishing buildings and overturning buses.

The study began in July. The college held a reception for us, and the number of students in the department was about fifty students.

I had one Iraqi student with me in the department, Mr Moeyad Al-Ansari, from Basra. The party official asked me to participate in the reception, and the urgency and determination were intense, and amid the cheering of the male and female students I reluctantly agreed, not knowing what to do.

I got on the stage and asked the musicians to play Ajaja song, then I started singing in Hindi. What astonished me was that all the students were singing with me, but they were so immersed in laughter because I did not pronounce the song like them, and it was my Iraqi accent that made them laugh.

From that day on, I became known and loved by everyone, and many students of the department and others were asking for my friendship and getting to know me closely.
At that time, Iraqi films were familiar and loved by Iraqis, and Indian films had a popular market in Iraqi cinemas and television.