Memory Trigger – 4. The Sweater.

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As expected, immediately after Diwali, Pune’s winter has set in in earnest and the minimum temperatures have been lower than normal so far. It was cold enough this morning for me to take out my sleeveless sweater to wear while sitting in the verandah. This sweater is a hand knitted made to measure one gifted to me by the mother of a very dear friend who is alas, no more.

I have written about Rajan here and here in my blog. Please read both the posts and go to the links given there, even if you had read them earlier. I did, this morning and decided then that I will write this post later in the day.

Rajan’s mother is a remarkable lady who had faced adversity with great fortitude and came out on top with grit and determination. My admiration for her is no less than what I had for Rajan.

Her gift of this sweater to me which came as a total surprise was such a perfect a fit that I had difficulty in believing that she had guessed my measurements and had not borrowed one of my other ones from my wardrobe without telling me. It has become my favourite sweater to wear as, it is a perfect fit and also very effective.

The onset of our winter acted this morning as a trigger to revive my memories of Rajan and his mother. It took me back to my early meetings with him, his generosity and affection for us and the many good times that we had had together.

Ps. My attempts at taking a selfie with the sweater on were flops hence the photograph of the sweater on the dining table!

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6 Responses to Memory Trigger – 4. The Sweater.

  1. Would a selfie stick help? Probably better to enlist the help of a friend.

    Thank you for the touching post. 🙂
    Cheerful Monk recently posted..Peace and Serenity

    • Probably. But I think that it will be a waste of money to buy one for the odd selfie that I may want to take. When I wrote that post, the children were not at home. Had they been, I would have requested one of them to take a snap with me wearing the sweater.

  2. Memories seem to be in every corner of our lives – and as you found this morning, when the semi-cold drove you to a “sweater” but one that not only is in your life, but one that fits you well…thanks

  3. tammy j says:

    i was not prepared for the second link.
    having just read of his valiant fight in the first…
    it brought tears to my eyes. for rajan. whom i’d never even met.
    i can see how the sweater vest is very dear to you.
    our temperature here is FINALLY cooler too. how i’m loving every minute of it!
    tammy j recently posted..moving on old bean

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