Hello Dadi,
You are one of those few people I wish I could have met. You passed away when my dad was very young, and I've always heard amazing things about you. I'm the type of person who has always been curious about my ancestry, where they were from, how their personalities were, what about them makes me who I am. as a person with a mixture of nationalities, cultures and even religions, my curiosity gets the best of me. I would have loved to seen how you cared and treated your grandchildren, those random facial expressions, and the awesome food you were known for. And although a post later on involves a deceased person, I would have liked to have met you for very different reasons, mainly because I never knew you existed for most of my life (with a grandfather who remarried, I always thought his current wife was my Dadi, when, for only technicalities sake, she wasn't..although she always treated me like her own granddaughter). I wonder if I am anything like you were, if we had the same values, if we were even the same height! Yes, I will never be able to meet you, but will continue to interrogate my dad (and hopefully my grandpa) about you.
Love you always,
Saira
side note: Dadi in Hindi means grandma from your father's side (ie your father's mum). as well, my middle name was named after my grandma, so Saira means quite a bit to me (and is awesomely different to most middle name!) =)
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