Kala - An Unfinished Odyssey
A post by my Chitappa on Amma... “It is all over”, read Mala’s cryptic text from Chennai, that fateful Friday (9th September) when hope died. This hit in the plexus was barely registering in me, when confirmation came in the form of a teary-call from Sharmada. Typically, she was focussed on leaving asap to Chennai. We were in our private journeys of grief through the flight. The unthinkable had happened. Our Kala had been snatched away. A silent blade that had slipped into her (god knows when) got discovered last October, defied surgery and chemo to prove fatal. While it had been a tough march since then, she had fought valiantly the considerable pain and weight loss. Also against pessimism, including from many doctors. Indeed, there was no hint of give-it-up-itis. And she aappeared to be winning, with our support and to our applause. Sridharan, Archita, Latha, Shyamala and Mala, anchored by Amma’s anxious but comforting presence, had chipped in with sust...