It's 6 am now.
Today, the 29th December 2025, brings alive the memories and events of the day 48 years ago. They are vivid. Each second is etched in my mind. It will stay there forever.
It was the 29th December 1977.
The date of Wedding.
Papa, like he always did, called everyone to converge for the morning prayer.
The day began.
As the house was overflowing with relatives who had descended to participate in the wedding, we all sat on mats spread around. Except of course Mummy, who sat on the lone chair. Stricken with brain tumor and partial paralysis that struck her and all of us out of the blue, it was a big relief when the treatment at CMC Vellore restored her functions to near normalcy. Though we thought everything was normal, time was running short for her.
Blissfully we were unaware.
Prayer over, the events were fast paced.


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