Going on a holiday

I am going on a Kerala tour with my sister. She is arriving here in two days along with her son. He will stay here till we leave for the tour. Then he will go back to his job. May be he wants to make sure his mom is really going on a tour.

We are going for a week. Two years back we went to Rajasthan and it was a great time. I am looking forward to have good time now too. It will be good to be away from the routine life for some time.

We would be happy to spend time with each other. We have already seem most of the places we will be visiting. we visited them long back when our parents took us on a south India tour. I remember most of it. I have been planning to visit those places again but somehow it never happened so far.

After that I am planning to get busy with the new site I have started.
I feel very positively about this new site. The other two are doing
good and I can leave them to earn on their own.

Farewell to Aunt

My aunt, my mother's eldest sister passed away yesterday morning. She had been bedridden for about 2 years since she had a stroke. A few times she had been admitted to hospital and was expected to die, but didn't. The doctors had given up on her but her will to live was strong.

Last month her grandson, my nephew got married. Though she was not able to attend, she was happy. But the condition she was in, everybody worried that her dying at that time would have been a problem. Her son couldn't have performed the wedding. Anyway, now the wedding is over and her dying need not hinder anything or anybody.

Though she was above 80 years old, her interest in life was always there. Her's was a life story I would have liked to write. I may still write it. She said to me once,'I want to write my life story.'

She was married off at the age of 16, to a man whom she had not seen. Her father, my maternal grandfather, was a orthodox priest. Ganga was his eldest daughter. When someone suggested a brahmin groom, he immedietly agreed and fixed the marriage date a week later. Then he came home and told everybody what he had done. Grandmother and Ganga protested but to no avail. It was done.

She had 8 children. 5 girls and then 3 boys.