Remembering dad

Always in our thoughts.

Engineered life with unquestioning trust, inimitable courage and a heart of gold.
So that life for everyone else was justified.

As mom turns 75, remembering dad 18 years on

A small early celebration on mom reaching 75!

September 14 is a sort of an odd situation considering that dad passed on, on the same day.

Remembering a Prime Minister and a brutal death

“…I had no love for politics. I treasured the privacy of my family life.”

It was late night on 21st May 1991. General elections were around the corner. Election campaigning was in full swing. We knew that Rajiv Gandhi was going to be at rally in the South of India. In those days there was no 24-hour television and no live coverage of all the political events. We’d hear about campaigning only on Doordarshan news at the appointed hours, and in the newspapers the next day. Dad and mom were watching some program on television. Engineering exams were not far away so I was studying. And then the news was broken. The Prime Minister had been killed in a bomb blast.

Grandma gone, a year on

Today was when our beloved grandma Kalyani left us, one year ago.

The last couple of years of her life, grandma stayed mainly with my younger aunt Pappi (Ramani). For her, that feeling of emptiness lingers on, expressed in these these two poems that she recently wrote.