Anika

Today is Raksha Bandhan. The day, dedicated to celebrate the love and beautiful bond between a brother and sister. And also the day when my mother feels immense sadness.

And the reason for that sadness and pain is Ansh's father, Pranav. My mother's younger brother. My maama.

There was a time when he was the most important person in our lives. Each of us loved and adored him. He's seven years younger than my mother. When he was fifteen years old, my maternal grandparents died in an accident, leaving him all alone with nowhere to go. Of Course my mother and father stepped up and took him in their care. They never made him believe like he was a burden or was not wanted. They always treated him with love and respect. And he did the same. He always used to say that, ‘Aap log insaan ke roop me bhagwan hain mere liye’. Yes, you heard that right people, he used to address my parents as his God.