“He Died With His Boots On!”Martin was born and brought up in Gangapur City, Rajasthan. He also lived in Kota, Ratlam, Jaipur, and Shahpura.
Martin had a wide network of friends and acquaintances. In his friendship he was sincere — and so too in his "non"–friendship. If he liked you, he liked you to the ends of the earth; if he didn't, he didn't like you even a micrometre! There was very little grey space when it came to friendship, and he left you in little doubt about where you stood.
In his later years he worked in schools – Springfield, Parasrampuria (PGIS), and St. Joseph's – where he was immensely liked by his colleagues and even more so by all the pupils who came to know him.
Martin loved music and played a mean guitar. Oft were the times he would regale me with tunes on his 6-string. He adored the Shadows and just couldn't get enough of them.
So, Marty Boy, guess it's time to say "Adios, amigo!" and "See you soon!"