The people I have met and lost them during this journey are the ones gave me more reasons to live.
She was the PhD scholar who joined IIT Delhi before me. A girl who consistently radiated positivity and maintained an active daily routine. She had a special fondness for my daughter and always showered her with blessings. I recall how effortlessly she made me feel welcome during my initial days on campus. I enjoyed attending her post-defense celebration, where we rejoiced over her remarkable progress. Whether in the lab or various tasks for her thesis, she was always immersed in her work. Initially, we shared the same lab space but were relocated later; nonetheless, we remained in regular contact. Whenever we crossed paths on campus, our conversations often revolved around her niece and my daughter. She embodied simplicity and embraced every aspect of life with enthusiasm. Tragically, we received news of her sudden passing yesterday, and the cause remains unknown.
" Dear Megha, You will remain in our hearts forever."
As a dedicated member of the legislative assembly, he not only played a pivotal role in opening doors of opportunity for the younger generation in Bamla Village but also showcased myriad avenues within social services. As a cherished maternal uncle, his influence in my life was profound. An enthusiastic reader with a penchant for exploring various literary treasures, our connection blossomed naturally when we first met. Our conversations became a delightful tapestry woven with discussions about books, often culminating in the exchange of literary gems that enriched our perspectives.
A distinctive aspect of his appearance was his frequent choice of attire: a crisp white kurta-pajama ensemble that seemed tailor-made for his persona, accentuating his graceful demeanor. As time passed, he faced a challenging turn of events—his eyesight began to wane due to an unfortunate allergy. Despite this setback, his passion for abreast of Indian politics and policies remained undiminished. His resilience and dedication to maintaining his awareness despite the odds were inspiring.
"Dear Mama G, your trees will bear the fruits of your efforts soon."