It’s been awhile since I updated everyone here about my life...Well there are plenty of stories I would like to tell you all. Something interesting happened, one of my friend fractures his left arm because he met a road accident and I took him 3 weeks plus to heal and not even 1 week he fractured that same arm because he slipped and fell. Everyone was wondering how he fractured his arm again and guess what he said I step on some fruit skin and slip and fell. When I told this to my friend EK at school she laughed out loud till we got scolding from teacher and glares from out classmates because we were having exam and it’s about start in another 5 minutes.. I know people might think why we are chit chatting when your exam is about to start to tell you all the truth we were DEAD BORED because it was civic exam... This is all for this visit in the next visit I will share more about what happened in my life :D
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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