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In your loving memory....

To my first music teacher.........
You filled many a evenings with music and laughter and our small house in Vizag opened up a whole new world for me. I was only 8 or 9, and many a season has passed since then. Your 'tima' (thats what you called me) is a big girl now. But your 'Coffee houser shei adda' still rings in my ears. You are no more. But the music in me tells me you are around. I never got a chance to tell you then but Topon kaku I love you and I miss you...........

To Bhai (My thakurda)
Are you looking at me right now trying to read what I am writing, counting my spelling mistakes as you used to once. Hopefully that has improved though I could'nt do much about my bad handwriting Bhai. I know you thought I would'nt ever pass with it but I did!

No one calls me Shonai anymore. No one brings packets of 'Little Hearts' for me. But that has not stopped me from waking you up in the middle of the night, complaining or crying about my life. That has not stopped me from pleading, begging, threatening sometimes before my Maths exams or my results so that you tell God that I sail through it. I shared with you my excitement of my first job and my first salary. I always looked up to you as my role model. You are the only hero in your Shonai's life.........

To Dadu
Dadu's didibhai. Its been 5 years and I still cannot grasp your sudden departure. Seems like a nightmare that will break with the break of dawn. Yet that never happens. There were many a times when I would be irritated with your questions about my whereabouts. If I didnt come back home on time you would be worried and I would complain. But I miss it today and I miss you. Sorry for all the trouble you have had to take for me and thank you for being a part of my life.......

To Didun
Poila boishakh- the beginning of a new year was the end of an episode. You were undoubtedly the thakuma of 'thakumar jhuli'. The love and compassion that you harboured not only for your near and dear ones, but for the humanity in general, your strength to bind a family in a single thread, your positive attitude towards life, is an example for me and many others. You have taken with you the story of 'naraputhi', but you have left behind a legacy........

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