In Loving Memory _ 5th Death Anniversary

A picture taken few days before her demise

She is my “Muthu” always ( Muthassi short form). I can’t see her now, I can’t touch her now, I can’t play with her now but she remains in my heart as a greatest friend. I don’t know how much we both loved each other.

I used to lift her, on that time she added with a laugh ” You don’t know my weight”­čśŐ She loved to visit temples before sunrise. She was very fond of telling krishna mythological stories, she loved to watch devotional serials, she covered the television screen before the serial got over.It’s hard to put her memories all together. I don’t wish to share all her memories here, not because of words limitation rather I want those to be inside me.

When she was (physically) alive, we both valued and loved so much. After her death, I can’t see her in front of me, but I can see her through my heart, what is invisible to eyes, can be seen by heart, unfortunately others can’t see her.

Nowadays, people starts and ends everything in social media platforms. The real happiness or feelings are not that can be shown by sharing a post. I never thought to share this day as a post, but I wrote a few things on her to show how wonderful she was (is).. how innocent she was (is).. Without much sufferings on her last days, she left this world.

She(was) is a wonderful grandmother.

┬ę´ŞĆathiraaparna2022

Family Relations

A mother won’t become a mother by giving birth to a child.
A father won’t become a father by name.
A son won’t become a son by his birthright.
A daughter won’t become a daughter through her birth.
A husband won’t become a husband by tying a yellow thread on a girl’s neck.
A wife won’t become a wife by wearing a mangalsutra on her neck.

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