My Beloved Aniyan Maamen

Aniyan Maamen, was not really our Maamen, he was our appuppan. The naughtiest of our appuppans infact. When we got married, he was very interested to interact with all our mothers-in-law. His sense of humour was wicked. There was never a dull moment with him around.

He told my late husband, that I was the naughtiest child in the family and that I must be handled with care. 

Ani Maamen passed away today. Like one of my kunjammas mentioned this evening, it's almost like Ani maaman waited for all of us to come visit him one last time, before he breathed his last.

Aravindakshan from Nallumukku with his distinct personality, his generous hospitality and his large, kind heart, will be missed everyday. 

Ani maaman's people skills were fantastic. He had a knack and a flair to deal with difficult situations and people, with utter ease. Bashed a car without a driving license, and drove on the wrong side of the road? Ani maamen will sort it out for you. Roadside romeos troubling you on their bikes, post college? Ani maamen to the rescue. Have a wedding hall to decorate overnight? Not a problem, with Ani maamen by your side. 

Yet another chapter of my childhood just closed today. My Ammumma's Aniyan has finally reached her in heavenly abode. May their sibling fights continue in uninterrupted bliss. 

You may be out of sight, but never out of mind. Our children will be regaled with your stories everyday, Ani maama. If any of them, have even half your sense of humour, we will know that we have raised them right.