Brothers are brothers, they will always be. My youngest brother Vijay was too a special one for all of us in the family. He was the quiet one. Simple, sober and very caring to all of us three sisters and two brothers. He was born on October 24, 1958.
My younger brother was a Simple, honest and an affectionate man. He was close to the entire family, was an obedient younger brother to me and carried all of us along with his love and care. He discharged all his duties and relationships well enough. After the demise of his better-half, my Bhabhi a few years ago, he retreated in a. Shell, became more calm but was forever a giver, then also.
A year back he left Lucknow to be with his son, who works in Hyderabad. All was well till, all of a sudden, on August 17 this year, he died. We are yet not in a position to absorb the shock or come to terms with the loss, which came so sudden and our brother was snatched so brutally by destiny.
But I want to put on record that his life was a blessing, his memory will always be a treasure. He is loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.
-- Maya Bhadauria, Gomti Nagar, Lucknow