"Mom's hug lingers long after she has let go!" ::::: Our daughter Tanvi was taught how to blow 'Shankh' Conch by my mom :::: My love for fiction reading, and belatedly writing came from my mom's love/craze for Bengali fiction.....

Ma !! left us on Nov 11, 2019  (post mid-night of Nov 10th)

My love for fiction reading, and belatedly writing came from my mom's love/craze for Bengali fiction..... 

Dad was a practical man. Real tough man as the head of the family but never showing he was tough. The unpleasant task of 'son-beating' was left for mother.

My mom's weakness !! An acclaimed artiste

Baba was never much thrilled by the idea of 'power of written words'.  

Our daughter Tanvi was taught how to blow 'Shankh' Conch  by my mom. 

I took this snap : 1988

"During their period we were blessed by your Dad & Mom like close one which we all cherished. Definitely their souls will rest in peace in heaven like such kind hearted souls. 

We prayed to Shri Krishna to bless them and rest of you to live in peace happiness and prosperity."

- Bidhan Chowdhury (and Shikha Kakimoni), (Mr Bidhan (Kaku) served in Nagaland as Sr Principal Private Secretary to the state Government and they were our neighbours in Kohima, Midland House. 

(They have two sweet daughters. The younger one ... Ms Moon (now a Delhi-based educationist) was a great 'chamchi' of my mom. She would report everything to mom ... including which films we were watching and all. )

For those taking interest in Nagaland politics may find it interesting to note that Mr Bidhan Chowdhury served as senior PPS to the then Power Minister Neiphiu Rio (present chief minister, Nagaland )   

In Nov 2025, my 'very good friend' Jacinta D'Souza, ex PTI, Mumbai and now in Australia wrote on Facebook

"A mom's hug lingers long after she has let go! 

"Your mom is with you, you need to learn to feel her heavenly presence around you. She speaks through people you know, she whispers through thoughts she plants in your head and she visits you in your dreams to let you know she hears and communicates to you but from a different world." 

Tanvi playing Shankh 2020 as my dad keeping an eye "whether it is good enough" 

It may be added; Mom also taught me - to read and write in Bangla. 

"At least letters to elders on occasions". Letter is already a vanished art !!

Dad and his gang of grand children - after Mom's demise in 2019 : Backdrop Siliguri house

 

Flower : Planted by mom in Siliguri house 

It appears now ... man making was her forte. Three brought up - her own - two sons and one daughter. 

But I am sure many of our cousins and all our Didis and Dadas and younger brothers and sisters -- who knew her when they were kids will have fond memories. Her love and affection always had the guiding theme - Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child.

Bamboo-made hockey sticks in Mizoram were her favourite 'tool' to be applied on feet of two brothers. 

Even some relatives' kids were caned by her. But she was a fantastic teacher to them. 

One or two cousins of my dad -- Mom's brothers-in-law that way would rush to her with their books and Tables (Multiples) with typical one-liner -- 

"amra Boudir kacchey porbo (We will do the learning only with Boudi)".

It is not without good reason - one such youngster (to mom) and our uncle in relation Mr Pranab Roy (Babla) a successful careerist with LIC -- rushed to Siliguri on hearing my mother's demise. He stayed with us for 15-17 days till the last rites were completed.

On the day of Shradh .... I saw him wailing leaving most of us emotional. 

That was mom.

Mom, Dad and Grand Ma (lady who spoiled the blogger) 

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