It's been a year since Lalita left us bereft.
Luckily, we can still find her magic, her brilliance, her whimsy, and her totally unassuming erudition on her blog.
I was fortunate enough to have actually met her a few times.
Too few, yet enough to leave an indelible imprint of her physical presence and her voice and her laugh.
I often see you still, Lali, in the shape of a head, a close cropped haircut, a tone of voice, in a Rafi rendition.
You remain in my world, unforgettable.
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Thanks for posting the link to her blog, Dipali. I had tears in my eyes as I read her last post.
And I am so glad I found you!
@ Rayna M.:I'm glad I found you!
Yes,Lalita was really special.
Oh Dipali, I remember reading about you meeting her, had no idea that she'd passed away! How sad.
Just read her last post on stifling love... beautiful... and what a shock it must have been for you: I scrolled down in the comemnts and saw what you had to say. hugs dipali. Closure remains.
I was and am sorry for your loss, dips. I can sense how much you miss her.
I think that was the first post of your that I had ever read.
I'm sure she felt lucky to have known you too. You do have that effect on people :)
Already a year? :-(
Hugs D :) I remember reading your post,after her death..I cant believe its been a year.
Incidently,Lalita(Lali) was my mom's given name,before marriage.
Sorry for your loss. Her blog is a wonderful legacy.
Hugs. I read these posts but couldn't bring myself to comment earlier...
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