Today my Ammachi expired. She was a spinster. Even though She never had children born out of her womb, She was a mother for all of us. Right from the moment we were born (i.e. me and each of my cousins & sister on my Mother’s side of the family) She became our surrogate mother. Taking care of us with unconditional love & attention. So much so that right from the moment any of her sisters or sister-in-law were wheeled into the labour room, she would automatically assume charge and take complete control of all activities.

Today, she departed for her heavenly abode and suddenly I feel a huge void and remorse. Even though I have been away from her for quite some time, I still vividly remember her bringing me biscuits every day whenever I was visiting Kerala during my formative years. This she became my “bicchi ammachi”.

Today I have lost my second Mother. I loved her -unconditionally, and I am sure so did all my cousins. May her noble soul rest in peace. We will miss you, Ammachi.