At many times we tend to do mistakes in our life, one after another. At all times, it’s whether we get hurt or we hurt other people we love. Mistakes change our life and the way we are, little by little. Often, we regret what we have done but seldom notice the changes. Eventually, those mistakes will strike again and we start to realize that we have not done with the past. It is then come the urge to make things right. That’s when we have to revisit the past, recollect the pieces, fix the damages and make things right.
In Memory of our late Tata “Just like you, we too had aN INCREDIBLE MAN as our tata.” Our tata (grandfather) passed away peacefully on 6 th March 2013. He was 96 years old, a landmark accomplishment for our family. Still, it feels as if his time came too soon. He left us with lots of memories to cherish. We, the grandchildren, want to share with you his remarkable life story that has made us feel proud to be part of his family tree. Our tata, Selvam Adakalam was born in Trichy, India on 25 th December 1917. Being the eldest in the family, he took the responsibility to support his amma (mother), thambis (younger brothers) and tangachis (younger sisters). In 1932, this hunky-looking Catholic boy, with a mole on his right cheek , travelled with his uncle (periappa) to Malaya in search of a job. His endeavour in Malaya started as a cook for a rich family and later went on to be a cowherd and a gardener. He was a workaholic who hardly ate...
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