October 26, 2005
She sang lullabyes to me when I was a kid, she made 'besan ke ladoos' for my brother PB when we visited her from Calcutta (and later also), she made lemon peel pickle (nimbu ka lachedar, paani waala achar) for us during summers.
It was her who knitted the sweaters for me and my brother for the cold winters of Delhi. It was her who wished the best for us always. Her blessings were with me during my exams, my college days and the day I left for Bangalore to join the rat race.
Her smiling face, her serenity and wise guidances are things which will be missed a lot. Although she breathed her last today, she stil lives in the hearts of her husband, her kids, her grand-kids and her grand-grand kids.
Long due memorial from my side to my Granny.
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