|A funeral pyre on the banks of Chitravati in Puttaparthi - another dress change?|
|What a way to say goodbye! In the Divine presence of the Lord. Mr.Raman collapses and is tended to by|
several people even as Swami enters the verandah.
|A file photograph of Mr.G.K.Raman and his wife with|
Swami - courtesy Radiosai.
“How would I like to be remembered after I am gone?”
“How would I like to lead my life till my ultimate moment comes?”
Keya aunty has been an ‘aunty’ ever since she joined the primary school at Puttaparthi as the Hindustani classical music teacher. She has taught several batches of students including my Sai brother Amey and my wife Pooja. In fact, it was Keya aunty who was the major participant in Pooja’s heart-throbbing tryst with possible punishment.