Raghavendra:
Hi Rami here is an incident Anna keeps saying which I recollect all the time. I think it’s a good example of value system that was passed on:
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Anna had just returned from a field trip to a few islands around Andaman part of his higher education in Central collage Bangalore. Upon returning to Bangalore he learnt tata was not keeping well.
Anna packed his bag and took the next bus to Mysore. When he arrived, tata smiled and asked “Why did you come, man?”. “You should be studying, not worrying about me. I’m perfectly fine.”
Respecting his wish, Anna returned to Bangalore, his mind filled with both comfort and unease. A week later, the news came—tata had passed away peacefully. That brief visit in Mysore, became Anna’s last memory of his father—a memory he would carry for the rest of his life.
Reply from Thandu: Never visited the Andaman dweepa, but during My college days, along with CBZ students of B.Sc course we to coastal areas for collecting the Marine animals, like Shark , and several other species to the habitat . Rameswaram, pamban bridge, Trichy, Bombay Ellora,Karwar , about,3 Times nearly for 2to,3 weeks by Booking Boogie to accomodate 40 members.
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Above pics shared by Savitha
Savitha:
Savithramma Ajji was my cherished companion during school breaks, and we would play alaguli mane and chowkabhara together. She was known for her impeccable handwriting, often writing “Rama Naama” in green ink on a desk to ensure her writing remained pristine. On ekadashi, we eagerly anticipated the delicious kosambri & Payasa when we went back home after school. Not to miss the palahara that Ajji used to have every night after distributing each one of us our portions and not worrying about what is left for her.I always used to admire Ajji’s long jet black hair which she washed daily with seege pudi. Despite her fragility and frequent bouts of chest pain, she remained steadfast. Whenever she was going through the pain, we would quickly get the brown glass bottle of Isordil from her off white butti, take out a pill and place it under her tongue for relief. Simultaneously, we would massage her back and chest to help her feel better.Meticulous in her work, Ajji took great care in sorting soppu and not to forget her creativity in hatti kelsa. She would keep a billu to help her clean the hatti and make it fit for usage.One other instance of Ajji is she would never wear any new saree given to her or bought for her withought first having one of us wear it. I would eagerly await her request to wear the saree as I always loved wearing them.Another endearing trait of Ajji was her belief that bisi Neeru was a remedy for everything. She would always have it in hand and encourage us to drink it for relief. I still cherish the sangeetada pustaka she handwritten for me, filled with her blessings. Ajji rarely laughed, but when she did, she would cover part of her face and chuckle, enjoying the joke in a way that was utterly adorable.Instances with Ajji can go on and on.We miss her dearly…Thanks Rami for creating this forum to express our experience.
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BR Thandaveshwara Rao:
Dear Ramakrishna, Already enough has been written by several connected to Bellur family.as my father Dr.. RamachandraRao served in remote places of Old Mysore State, except for a while in KR hospital mysore.my remembrance stat from Bellur,where in the midst of Plague epidemic,when the entire Bellur vacated, my father probably the only family stood inthe midst as a doctor to treat the plague victims.not only that,even my eldest Daughter Kamalus marriage happened., facing the wrath from local people.from Bellur his next place was Holaikere, Chitradurga district,later to SNR hospital Kolar,then to Srinivasapura , local fund hospital, around 1960,came to Mysore,to live in Electronic lit city.all the while we the family terminated only with Kerosene lamp, water usually drawn from well, very poor sanitary disposals.the entire family settled in Mysore till,1963,when My father expired working Mysore Jail hospital as medical officer.he also served in Chamarajanagar, visiting the Elephant, Stricken forest,later to T.Narsipura.the entire narration probably requires to describe the Anecdote of Bellur family.my eldest brother spent his education in Bangalore, later to shoulder the the responsibility with my mother Savitramma ,a silent woman caring the entire Bellur family.my grand mother Narasakka was a source of support to us. she passed away 1959. In Mysore, a noble soul.
Dear Ramakrishna, very nice to read Dr.Bellur RamachandraRao, anecdote, so well framed,an Art you can do.Although he lived only 57 years, but today he has completed 63 years, a father as you described it,a work oriented committed person. we are indeed certainly take pride in recollecting his life to My Family.
– Thandu.
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Shubha:
Rami, Thanks for taking time out to do this.
What do I say about dear ತಾತ? besides some nostalgic anecdotes as told to me by members of the family. The first memory that comes to my mind is a picture of him and rest of family where he is carrying my father little Satya who is all of 91 and going strong. I wish his father and dear ದೊಡ್ಡಪ್ಪ did too.
It is probably ತಾತನ blessings some of his genes that directed me to my chosen path? Although I do not treat patients, I have performed several autopsies (which he did apparently as the only village doctor performing all tasks). My other memories about him are from Shankarapuram house. I remember seeing giant bottles of cod liver oil, tincture of Iodine that once was a part of his compounding. We continued to use these magic potions that healed wounds (my father was an expert in making a quick tincture seal using thin layer of cotton and dabbing it with a bud dipped in tincture). It did sting the wound, but promptly healed it too. I have had the good fortune to use his sphygmomanometer to check BP of various members of the extended family. I also remember seeing his glass syringes and steel needles of varying sizes, but never used them as you know we progressed to disposable syringes and needles.
I’ll share more anecdotes as and when I recall.
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Rohini:
Hi Rami,
We are all doing well. Thank you for yet another wonderful initiative. I remember so few things about Thatha, sadly 😔
Anna would say that he barely remembered the names of his kids, let alone what grades/standard they were studying in! He used to be so busy with work and sudden patient calls that day-to-day family details were very sparse.
Anna remembers Narasakka looking after him as a child. Until I saw your post, I had thought that Narasakka was his sister! Turns out that was Thatha’s mother!
So nice to know that Sri Rangapuravihaara was his favorite song!
Ajjayya’s handwriting resembles my Anna (Thandu’s) handwriting! Both Kannada and English, especially English. So fascinating!!
About Savithramma Ajji, I remember a few more things more clearly. She always wore a white blouse and a saree with multi-colored checks. Ever since I remember, she was already bent over.
I remember her basket (red color?) that would contain all her Rama-nama books. In my mind, I can clearly picture her spending hours writing ಶ್ರೀ ರಾಮ in nice handwriting, evenly spaced across in the long-page single lined notebook
It is so important to document these memories, which is all we have really! Except for a few photos here and there.
Yes, I am inspired to do this now with my maternal grandparents, thanks to you! Will share it, when I get to it.
For Savithramma Ajji, I forget if she wrote the full ಶ್ರೀ ರಾಮ ಜಯ ರಾಮ ಜಯ ಜಯ ರಾಮ or just ಶ್ರೀ ರಾಮ. I hope someone has saved at least some of those books!
I remember her glasses and how her baths would take so long!! Hours spent in ಬಚ್ಚಲು ಮನೆ.
If we had to get ready for school on time, we better shower soon before Ajji got in there! 😅😁
I think she would have her own separate ತಟ್ಟೆ and ಲೋಟ. I vaguely remember her liking ನಿಂಬೆಕಾಯಿ ಉಪ್ಪಿನಕಾಯಿ, ಗೊಜ್ಜು type dishes. Hope I am not misremembering those details. She had nice long hair. ಅವರ ಜಡೆ ಜ್ಞಾಪಕ. Parted in the middle. Whenever Raghu made some mischief and got a scolding, or worse beating by Anna, she would say: ಯಾಕೋ ರಾಘಣ್ಣ! I remember her chanting shlokas but never really heard her sing. Although, Amma said she learned many ಸಂಪ್ರದಾಯ ಗೀತೆ from her, including ಕೇಶವ ನಿಮ್ಮ ನಾಮ if I am not mistaken.
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Arkalgudu Srikantaiah [Eldest son of Arkalgudu Nanjundaiah, nephew of Dr.Ramachandra Rao]
ರಾಮಕ್ರಿಷ್ಣಾ, ನಾನು ನಿಮ್ಮ ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿದ್ದುದು ರಾಮಚಂದ್ರರಾಯರ ನಂತರದ ದಿನಗಳಲ್ಲಿ. ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ಅಜ್ಜನ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಬರೆಯಬೇಕಾದರೆ ನಮ್ಮಪ್ಪನ ಹತ್ತಿರ ಕೇಳಿ ತಿಳಿದಿದ್ದು ಮಾತ್ರಾ.
ಒಂದು ಬಹುಮುಖ್ಯವಾದದ್ದು, ನಿಮ್ಮಜ್ಜನ ಮದುವೆಯ ಬಗ್ಗೆ. ಅಜ್ಜಿಯವರ ತಂದೆ ಕಲ್ಲಿಕೋಟೆ ವೆಂಕಟರಾಮಯ್ಯನವರು ಮಗಳ ಮದುವೆ ವರಪೂಜೆ ಮುಗಿಸಿ ಅರ್ಧ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿಯಲ್ಲಿದ್ದರು. ಬೆಳಿಗ್ಗೆ ಎದ್ದು ಧಾರೆ ಎರೆದುಕೊಟ್ಟರೆ ಮದುವೆ ಮುಗಿದಂತೆ ಅನ್ನುವ ಹಂತದಲ್ಲಿದ್ದಾಗ ಮದುವೇ ಮನೆಯಿಂದ ವರ ತಪ್ಪಿಸಿಕೊಂಡು ಹೋಗಿದ್ದ ! ಹುಡುಗಿಯ ತಂದೆ ತಾಯಿಯರು ಬಹಳ ಚಿಂತೆಯಲ್ಲಿದ್ದರು. ಆಗ ಯಾರೋ ಸಂಬಧಿಗಳು , ಮದುವೆ ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲೇ ಗಂಡೊಂದು ಇರುವುದಾಗಿಯೂ, ಹೇಗಾರು ಮಾಡಿ ಅವನನ್ನು ಒಪ್ಪಿಸಿದರೆ ಆಗಲೂ ಮದುವೆಯ ಸಾಧ್ಯತೆ ಇದೆ ಎಂದು ಧೈರ್ಯ ತುಂಬಿದರು. ತಕ್ಷಣ ವೆಂಕಟರಾಮಯ್ಯಾ ದಂಪತಿಗಳು ಓಡಿಹೋಗಿ ಆ ಹುಡುಗನನ್ನು ಎಬ್ಬಿಸಿ, ಮರ್ಯಾದೆ ಉಳಿಸಬೇಕೆಂದು ಕಾಲು ಹಿಡಿಯುವುದಕ್ಕೂ ಸಿದ್ಧವೆಂದಾಗ ಆ ಹುಡುಗನೂ ಹೆಚ್ಚು ಯೋಚಿಸದೇ ಆಗಬಹುದು, ಆದರೆ ಮದುವೆಗೆ, ಇರುವ ಒಬ್ಬಳೇ ಅಕ್ಕನನ್ನು ಅರಕಲಗೂಡಿನಿಂದಾ ಕರೆತಂದರೆ ಮಾತ್ರ ಎಂದರಂತೆ. ಆಗ ಅರಕಲಗೂಡಿನಲ್ಲೇ ಇದ್ದ ನಿಮ್ಮ ಮುತ್ತಜ್ಜನ ತಮ್ಮ ಕಲ್ಲಿಕೋಟೆ ಪುಟ್ಟಶ್ಯಾಮಯ್ಯ ನವರನ್ನು ತಕ್ಷಣ ನಮ್ಮಜ್ಜಿಯನ್ನು ಕರೆತರಲು ಸಂದೇಶ ಕಳುಹಿಸಿದರು. ಹಾಗೆ ಒಪ್ಪಿ ಸಾವಿತ್ರಮ್ಮನವರ ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದ ವರನೇ ಬೆಳ್ಳೂರು ರಾಮಚಂದ್ರರಾಯರು, ನಿಮ್ಮಜ್ಜ.
ಹುಡುಗ ಹುಡುಗಿ ಜಾತಕದ ಬಗೆಗೆ ಮಾತನಾಡುವಾಗೆಲ್ಲಾ ನಮ್ಮಪ್ಪ ಈ ಕಥೆ ಹೇಳೋರು. ಯಾವುದನ್ನೂ ನೋಡದೆಯೂ ಸಂಸಾರ ಎಷ್ಟು ಅಭಿವೃದ್ಧಿಗೆ ಬಂದು ನಂಜುಂಡನ ಸಂಸಾರವನ್ನೂ ಅದೇ ಮಟ್ಟಿಗೆ ಎತ್ತಿ ನಿಲ್ಲಿಸಿದರು.
Below Photos and captions shared by Arkalgudu Srikantaiah
ನಿಮ್ಮ ತಾತನ ಅಕ್ಕ ಭಾವ, ಅಂದ್ರೆ ನಮ್ಮ ಅಜ್ಜ ಅಜ್ಜಿ ಇವರೂ ಸಾವಿತ್ರಮ್ಮನೇ
Arkalgudu Nanjundaiah’s parents : Smt. Savitramma and Sri Narasimhayya [Narasayya]
This Savitramma is Ramachandra Rao’s elder sister
ಜುಟ್ಟಿನ ಹುಡುಗ ಶಂಕರ, ಕೊನೆಯವಳು ಗಾಯತ್ರಿ, ಮಿಕ್ಕವರು ಕಮಲು ಮಕ್ಕಳು [L to R] Puttu, Nataraja on Thatha’s lap, Vijaya, Gayatri
ಕೂತಿರುವುದು ಧೊರೆ ಕಮಲು, ನರಸಕ್ಕನ ತೊಡೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಮೈಲಾರು, ಅಜ್ಜನ ಹತ್ತಿರ ಸತ್ಯ
Now imagine a restored version of the above Photo…
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Purandhara:
I only knew Tripuramba ‘Ajji’; for a few years I really did not know who Savitramma Ajji was! It took me some time (a few summers!) to understand she was Doddappa’s mother!
All I remember of Savitramma Ajji is her being bent and walking … and I always wondered how that had happened! She would occasionally put on a pair of spectacles to read some stotras late in the morning!
She must have led a very tough life; great respect for taking care of such a large family! 🙏🏻
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Uma:
ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ರಾಮಚಂದ್ರ ತಾತ ಹೋದಾಗ ನನಗೆ 9 ತಿಂಗಳು ಅಂತ ಅಮ್ಮ ಅಣ್ಣ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದು ಜ್ಞಾಪಕ ಇದೆ ಹೊರತು ತಾತನ್ನ ನೋಡಿದ್ದಲ್ಲ
ಅವರು ನಂಗೆ ಕಾಫಿ ರುಚಿ ತೋರಿಸಿದ್ದಂತೆ ಅದಕ್ಕೇ ಏನೋ ಕಾಫಿ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ನಾನು ಬೇರೆ ಏನನ್ನೂ ಕುಡಿಯಲು ಅಭ್ಯಾಸ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲಿಲ್ಲ
Dear Savithramma ajji
I really loved her as I grew up with her.
Every morning I would sit in front of ajji in the kitchen and wait for the coffee she used to make for me and the day would begin like that.
I always remember dear ajji’s fresh happy face when she wrote ಶ್ರೀರಾಮ ಜಯರಾಮ ಜಯಜಯ ರಾಮ beautifully every single day.
She has filled so many books with ಶ್ರೀರಾಮನಾಮ ಜಪ and has given me also a book which I have kept with all the deities which is ajji’s blessings.
I always loved washing all the ದೇವರ ಪಾತ್ರೆಗಳು which was made of silver ,copper and bronze and dear ajji always praised how good my work was and always said very proudly that I always complete the task successfully, never half done,in complete she would add.
All clear in my memory and had to share.
Dear ajji’s cooking was so good,that taste still remains.
My dear Anna always said ಕೂಟು ಮತ್ತು ಬೋಂಡ only Savithramma ajji makes the best!
I don’t even remember ajji complaining about her bent back or anything anytime.
I really loved our time in the unforgettable Shankarapura with dear Savithramma ajji and everyone else.
I enjoyed when dear ajji applied coconut oil for the head and the leftover she would apply on hands and on the feet too.
We were blessed to have dear ajji visit our house in namma JP Nagar on many occasions with my dear parents sister and brother.
Ajji’s blessings and presence with my family were the best memories.
All of us were very lucky.
Dear Savithramma ajji wrote an inland letter after we migrated to Australia.
Ajji said ಮಕ್ಕಳ ಸೇವೆ ದೇವರ ಸೇವೆ ಅಂತ when I told her that I look after children, work with children.
In the letter she wrote that my nature remains the same.
I always remember very affectionate Savithramma ajji.
My love and regards always for my dear grandparents.
Thank you for the opportunity dear Rami.
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Shekar (Subbulakshamma-Lingappaiah’s grandson, son of Puttalakshmi-Sreekantaiah)
Good initiative remembering grand parents, i vaguely remember as child used to visit Savitriama ajji, Anna avaru, she used to make delicious sweet rice kesaribhat, in there basavanna Gudi house. With my grand mother Subbalakshmi and my mother used to visit there house
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Shwetha with Ajji
Shwetha:
Thanks for documenting these memories Rami. I don’t remember a lot about Savitramma Ajji, I think I was 8yrs old when she passed away. But I’m happy reading everyone’s experiences and memories
Btw that picture with Thatha and 5 kids, juttina kid is Appa anthe 🙂
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Sharadha:
About Doctor Thatha –
Unfortunately, I have not heard many stories or I don’t remember. But Tathan Thiti was something that I would look forward to. It was one time in the whole year when the whole family would gather. It was more a celebration of his life than his death anniversary if I think about it. A ritual that had a way of anchoring a family. It felt less like a thiti and more like a living thread that kept everyone connected. A single day when the house filled up, families who didn’t see each other often suddenly shared food, laughter, maybe a few quiet moments and all of it orbiting around the memory of someone who was the key foundation.
It makes sense that it stood out the most for me. As kids we don’t always remember the details, but I remember the feeling in the room. Warmth, togetherness, and a sense that something important was happening, even if we couldn’t articulate it. Those details paint such a vivid little world. It’s amazing how the mind remembers the stories and the routine around it. The walk from Shankarpuram to Gandhi Bazaar, the familiar rumble of the 41 bus, the last stretch from 18th Cross… it feels like a ritual within the ritual. Almost like the journey itself was part of the ceremony. And then that moment of arrival, everyone gathered in the angala, the quiet hum of everyone catching up, cousins running around each other, and the dodappa and chikappas tucked away performing the rites. Also, those closed windows always felt mysterious and at the same time almost sacred. When we are young, anything hidden becomes a whole universe of imagination. I probably sensed that something solemn was happening, even though I had no idea or didn’t know the specifics. Thathan thiti day memory sticks because it was tied to movement, place, and emotion.
Everyone would be present at Namaskara time. It felt like a second wave of the gathering, almost like the moment when the house reached full strength. And then the prasada of course would be the highlight of the thiti. Rave unde, ambade, vade… those are the tastes that have imprinted so deeply that even thinking of them brings back, the murmur of voices, the clatter of steel plates. Kamala atte always handing out prasada feels like one of those small, steady roles that quietly define her role on that day, almost making it a family tradition. Dodappa and Shankra serving, move through the crowd with ladles and tumblers, making sure everyone is fed. Avarekai huli was the signature dish with vade, and rave unde. And Malige huvin hara on the photo of thata and all the chikappas, dodappa and annas forehead stuck with akshate. Shalya tied to their waist…… I can keep going on and on.
If I think about it now, what part of the day lingers the most are the atmosphere, the gathering, the rituals, or maybe just the sense of belonging? It was not about the ceremony itself, it was about the feeling of being part of something bigger than the unknown, something that only happened once a year and rearranged the whole family’s rhythm.
Thanks for initiating a thought about childhood memories Ramie. Especially the ones that sit quietly until something nudges them, and suddenly you’re right back in a moment you hadn’t thought about in years. I’m glad you sparked it. Those little flashes of nostalgia are grounding, comforting, and even surprisingly insightful.
About Savitramma Ajji –
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Vijaya Dattatri
ರಾಮಕೃಷ್ಣ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು ನಿನಗೂ ಮತ್ತು ನಿನ್ನ ಕುಟುಂಬದ ಎಲ್ಲರಿಗೂ ನೀನು ಕಳುಹಿಸಿದ ಫೋಟೋಗಳು ನೋಡಿ ನನಗೆ ಬಹಳ ಸಂತೋಷವಾಯಿತು ಹಾಗೂ ನಮ್ಮ ಹಾಗೂ ನಿಮ್ಮ ಅಜ್ಜಿ ತಾತ ಸಂಬಂಧ ಬೆಳೆದು 50 ವರ್ಷಗಳೇ ಕಳೆದು ಹೋಯಿತು ಈಗ ಅವರನ್ನು ನೆನಪು ಮಾಡಿಕೊಟ್ಟು ಮತ್ತೆ ಅವರಿಗೆಲ್ಲ ನನ್ನ ಮನ ಮನಸ್ಸಿನಿಂದ ನಮಸ್ಕಾರಗಳನ್ನು ಹಾಕಲು ಅನುಕೂಲವಾಯಿತು. ಸದ್ಗುರು ಗುರುನಾಥರು ನಿಮ್ಮೆಲ್ಲರಿಗೂ ಆಯಸ್ಸು ಆರೋಗ್ಯ ಕೊಟ್ಟು ಕಾಪಾಡಲಿ ಎಂದು ಹಾರೈಸುವ ವಿಜಯ ಮಳಲಿ ದತ್ತಾತ್ರಿ ಕುಟುಂಬ
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About Kittu Thatha & Tripuramba Ajji
Poornima:
Kittu Tatha is a blur of a memory as I must’ve been 5 yrs when he passed away due to a heart attack. Kittu tatha was a rugged guy in black jacket and T ajjii was a fair, shy n demure lady.
16th cross means Tripuramba Ajji’s house – opens up a whole box of memories. My entire fun Ajji’s house – childhood memories with Uma, Suma n you (Dodappa n Machi ofc) much later. Tripuramba Ajji was a quiet and shy lady. She was super “madi” – after bath and puje she wd sit down on the floor and cook away till 3. Wd hv lunch and then step out to bisilu kaysakke – which I wd wait for bcoz only then cd we touch/ hug her!
Bu sadly the last days of life were in Pune with us – her paralysis and being bedridden and her finallly passing away in Pune ….
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Uma:
Dear Thripuramba ajji and kittu Thatha, Krishnaswamy.
We know Malleshwara only because of them.
They have given us so much love and affection.
Suma and I simply loved going to Malleshwara from our house in Shankarapura on the Saturday after morning school and stay overnight and would come back on Sunday.
We were so brave to go by ourselves to the Gandhi bazar bus stand to catch the bus to go to our ajji Thatha ‘s house.
We would go during summer holidays too.
Dear Thripuramba ajji used to make very tasty kattina saaru, vegetable bhaths, and she would make Gorikai bhath and would call it Govardhan bhath, very delicious.
The Rasayana,sajjige taste is still very fresh.
Kittu Thatha used to give us special bread topped with fresh cream (ಕೆನೆ) and sugar in the morning.
He would bring pineapple juice and would take us to the fruit and vegetable market and on the way sometimes Suma and I would play in the park and Thatha would pick us up after finishing his shopping.
We just would go walking everywhere.
It used to be so much fun.
Ajji Thatha always ate their food in the silver plates which was very special.
They also used to come to our house in Shankarapura on special occasions and we would be eagerly waiting for them to come and would run to receive them soon after spotting them walking in the big field towards our house!
Dear Thripuramba ajji was very soft spoken and kittu Thatha also.
We got a lot of treats whenever we visited their house.
I remember visiting Northside Hospital when dear kittu Thatha was admitted and before we left I remember dear Thatha for the first time ever holding my hand and gave a kiss on my hand which made me shy.
I remember dear Thripuramba ajji after her prayers every day taking little Mrittike theertha. ಮೃತ್ತಿಕೆ ತೀರ್ಥ
And she always sang Sri Keshava Nama and remember her saying this line particularly, ನಾರಸಿಂಹನೆಂಬ ದೇವನೂ ನಂಬಿದಂತ ನರರಿಗೆಲ್ಲ ವರವ ಕೊಡುವನು
Every day after lunch ajji had to go to the sun before having afternoon nap and evening we loved sitting in front of the gate with dear ajji, It felt so good.
The quality time spent with dear ajji and kittu Thatha was so memorable to this day.
We were so blessed to have experienced all the precious moments while growing up.
Dear Thripuramba ajji was very much looking forward to seeing her first great grandchild and was saying many times whether God would fulfill her desire Abhilashe, ಅಭಿಲಾಷೆ or not I believe as she was ill and was hospitalised .
My dear mother told me all of the above and suggested that we name our dear son Abhilash with dear Thripuramba ajji ‘s blessings.
It was so touching.
Thoroughly enjoyed going down the memory lane and have shared the precious moments spent with dear kittu Thatha and Thripuramba ajji.
Love and regards.
Straight from the heart
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I remember going to Kashmir,Delhi,Alahabad,Gaya,kashi ,Bombay,(Ambala, Ludhiana, not very sure though!)
Guruvayur, Trivandrum,Madhurai,Rameshwara, Palani, Kanyakumari ,kollahpur with my dear parents,dear Savithramma ajji and Thripuramba ajji and my sister and brother.
We travelled for One month.
It’s amazing how dear ajji’s managed,so much responsibility for our parents taking care of all of us.
Dear Savithramma ajji walked with her bent back wherever we needed to walk.
My father actually had gotten a wheelchair especially made for dear Savithramma ajji to move around comfortably.
But the wheelchair never got used as dear ajji walked with her bent back.
She was so determined.
They were very understanding and coped at all different places with food etc
We had cooks who travelled with us and prepared fresh,hot food at all the places we stayed.
In the bus both ajji’s sat next to each other.
What a wonderful experience the whole journey was.
I only remember to share this much!
Forgot to say this about dear kittu Thatha.
He used to clap his hands and make hand gestures to call my sister and I to come inside while we were playing or sitting in front of the gate in Malleshwara.
We used to ignore him a few times just to see him do more and more because we liked his way of calling us.
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Prakash (Subbulakshamma-Lingappaiah’s grandson, son of Vishwa-Gundamma)
Hi Ramakrishna,
Wish you and your family a very happy Sankranti.
I had seen and met your thatha who was very humble and supportive. He had no prejudices about status etc.A person who had empathy and sentiments.
Your Ajji was a typical cultural traditional lady .Avery warm ,cool and enjoy treating the guests[ Athithi].
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