- of morning walks in the garden
- of delicious rasam cooked occassionally
- of words of confidence during troubled times
- of not a care in world slouching on the rocking chair
- of a caring hand when I was scared in the night
- of a concerned face when I sneezed too much
- of a proud look when I got first prize in eloctution
- of strolls in the vegetable fields
- of caring words when any man stood at the door for help
- of lion like gait, walking around the house
- of a majestic glow during puja
- of his daily ritual of gardening
- of his royal chair that seemed made only him
- of his friends who cant seem to stop talking about his kindness
- of the memoirs written by his students
- of content eyes that glow everytime his children used to call him
- of heartfelt blessings everytime I touched his feet
- of eyes that told countless stories during his days
- of words that wished only success
... I miss you Tatayya ...
2 comments:
I am sorry about what happened. Though I never met him, I feel deeply moved because I heard a lot about him and about your eventful childhood memories associated with him.
I am sure he will still shower his choicest blessings on you :-)
thanks for your kind words.
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