She let him conduct his life the way he wanted but preserved an identity of her own that remained unshaken till the end. She was the presiding deity of the house whom all of us, including Dad, looked up to. Dad and Mama had arrived at a beautiful way of living in harmony, of living with each other’s differences. What is more, they also understood that each child is different and created a world where every child was made to feel precious and allowed to pursue their own dreams provided he or she did their best.
