A tribute to our beloved Mata ji
Before, the sun rises above the Savy Ville De building, she would take her seat on the green iron benches of our society lawn. On most occasion, she walks alone from the lift, with Mehta ji carefully watching from behind. Only when it rains the previous night, she used to take her son’s help to reach the bench. At 89, she was the most beautiful women of our society. If you have talked to her, you must have noticed, she listen with her eyes and speaks with her eye lashes. There was a vibrant aura around her. Sitting beside her and touching her wrinkled hands makes one instantly fall in love with her. She was Mehta ji’s mother, Meenu bhabi’s mother In-Law, Kunal’s and Kartik’s grandmother and for rest us who are not fortunate to have their parents with them she was there to fill the void. Mata ji Around 7 months ago I developed a special bonding with her, which I will never be able forget throughout my life. Realizing that I was c...