My mother told me about this incident that happened when she was little and was travelling in the train with her mother and chachi. She recalls it because it became one of the talking points later in the family.
It was well after Partition. A couple of Sindhi women were sitting across. At some point the train got crowded. My grandma was recognisable as a Muslim because she wore a Khoja long gown-like dress and dupatta with a kor (border).
Kutchi, the language our women spoke, and Sindhi are quite similar. At some point those women started saying, “Why are these people here?”
My grandmother preferred querying them in Hindi, “Kyon?”
“Udhar jaana tha,” said one of those women.
My Nani shot back, “Sind udhar hai, tum log ko jaana tha!”
That train had many stops and each got off at their destinations.
That train was another one at another time…
Some things change only superficially…