I met this lady about 4 years ago when she came home to see her grandson’s fiance (me).
The first striking thing about her is how she adapted herself to the people around and got into relevant conversations! Just give her a dot and she would narrate an entire story around it – from ants to zebras , she would have anecdotes for them all!
She could speak about property and finances and politics and family drama to her daughters while at the same time speak about movie songs and food choices and sports trivia to her grand kids – Versatile in every right!
While I see many in her generation not willing to get out of their comfort zones and adapt to the changing lives around , here she was willing to go out on a night drive with her grand kids to try out the newest ice cream parlor in town or accompany us on a trip to the mall and have a fulfilling thali at Rajdhani! She’s cool or what?
My favourite memory of her is having her at Pune during Navratri last year, making sure we dressed up everyday in the brightest of sarees , clicking innumerable pictures , having a bowl of sundal while listening to my songs and bonding with everyone who came home to visit! My friends in Pune would agree with me on this!
Being helpful came naturally to her. She was the biggest asset of the family and will always be!
Even 20 days back when the dreaded enemy invited itself into her body, she wanted to sit down and make bolis and murukku for diwali and here we are sitting and complaining about the slightest headache and cold!
I’ll miss seeing Vignesh singing ‘Kannu irandum Minna minna’ and making her smile with a cute shy.
I’ll miss sitting down with her every evening with a plate of sweets and savories.
I’ll miss listening to her describing every little action of Shreyas after watching his videos! One regret I have is to have taken her along with me to Pune and making her spend time with her ‘great grandson’. Nevertheless, he’s going to hear a lot of stories about her from me when he grows up!
I’ll miss her cute duck walk vigorously adjusting her saree pallu , walking out of her room with a smile and sitting on the sofa like a queen ready with a bucket full of tales to tell!
I’ll miss seeing her anxiously waiting for the half hour mark to hit for her first cup of coffee after the thyroid medicine and saying ‘Mala , 20 mins aayiduthu. Kuduthudu di coffee’!
I’ll miss her countless stories about how she made the most amazing dosas or how she lived in a forest with other families of all religions and developed a strong bond or how thatha lovingly used to say ‘en di Saroja’ for every little thing.
Kind , ever smiling , generous , affectionate, humorous and so much more. When I left my mom’s place before Shreyas’s arrival , I had a bag from First cry in my hand and she instantly told my mom ‘call me when you hear the first cry!’ – she totally nailed situational humor!
She was one of a kind and I’m glad I had these 4 years to spend with her and that’ll remain etched in my heart!
In a world where giving compliments have become like an ego issue , she gave them away generously and that’s one thing everyone should learn! Be it making a coffee or buying a saree for her , she appreciated them all with a happy face!
It was crushing to see her lying in that rectangle case. But to think about the volume of goodness she must have committed that didn’t let her suffer more , makes me believe more in God.
She is probably in a happier space rekindling the romance with her dearest husband and both of them are looking down on all of us and showering their love!
She truly was a woman like no other and just like everyone in the family, I’ll miss her.
Paati , I love you and I miss you. Thank you for making me feel like your own grand daughter 🙂