“Do not go gentle into that good night…”
On Saturday afternoon, I heard of a family friend’s passing through her brother on Facebook. And while I had not met Jyothi Auntie in my adulthood, she remained alive to me through my mother’s many conversations about her. My mother had last met her in September 2014 when Auntie was visiting her daughter in Kolkata…
Category:Life
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