Born around 1930, no one is sure of the exact year, she had lived close to 80 years of life on this earth. She was born and bought up in a small town called Gangaikondan near the southern tip of the subcontinent. She must have spent till her mid teens there, before she married Grandpa who was a draughtsman and moved to Madras around the 1949.
She has had about 10 child births and 11 children, of whom 8 of them grew up to become adults. This means that she had been pregnant for close to 1/8th of her life. The difficulties that she should have underwent bringing up 8 children in what could best be described as a lower middle class family is unimaginable to our generation, brought up in the nuclear family in a globalised and liberal economy.
She had a great attitude towards life, which definitely helped her in surviving close to a quarter of a century after the death of our grandfather.
My memories of her are that of a friendly matriarch, who helped me get ready to go to primary school by combing my hair and tying my shoe laces. On Friday evenings, she would take me for a walk to the temple nearby and tell me stories of mythology. She was a woman of those times when people were happy seeing others being happy.
She had very good eyesight, reading magazines even until a year ago, without wearing glasses. We are proud that we could donate her eyes with the consent of everyone concerned.
