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Welcome to a special page, for my sister and my parents

PORTRAIT OF THE WORLD: Meet my family. My father, J. Madhav Rao, is a former textile industrialist and coconut farmer, at present an animal welfare worker. He's a brilliant conversationalist on a variety of political, economic and welfare subjects, and a beacon to the Moro Foundation. My mother, Hemlata, is a columnist with the Gujarati magazine Stree. She is also a wonderful cook in several Indian cuisines, loves to travel, and is her children's primary cheerleader. My sister, Shylaja, is a brahmacharini, or nun, with Sharada Math. She renounced the worldly life in August 1995 to join the order. My parents live in Mysore, southern India, while my sister lives in New Delhi, the capital.

SIT WITH ME AND YE SHALL SEE: With my very brilliant sister Shylaja, near the Himalayan town of Almora in northern India (see an introduction of my sister in the caption below).

THE SKY ABOVE AND THE LENS AHEAD: My sister Shylaja (Guddi) and I. Guddi is a nun with Sharada Math, a women's order of the Ramakrishna Math & Mission.  She was always spiritually inclined, and left home when she was 20. Guddi believes true service is not possible without renunciation, and her goal is to attain God. She's the most wonderfully intriguing person I know!


YESTERDAY IS BUT TODAY'S MEMORY, AND TOMORROW IS TODAY'S DREAM: My parents Hemlata and Madhav Rao (left), and my paternal grandmother Tarabai, with Dr Vijay Prabhu, who is as good as the brother I don't have.  Besides being my inspiration, my mom is a columnist with Stree, a Gujarati weekly published from Ahmedabad. My father, J. Madhav Rao, was a textiles pro before he turned to scientific farming.  Currently he is something of an animal rights crusader in Mysore, southern India.  My granny is an accomplished lady in her own right. She and my dynamic grandpa, the late Dr S.J. Moro, virtually brought my sister and me up in Mysore. Circumstances never allowed my granny to attend university, but she has a deep interest in Hindi literature and in studying the endurance of Maharashtrian culture in southern India.  Her rendering of stories from Indian mythology are among my most vivid memories of childhood.  She is the greatest granny in the world!

THE FRAGRANCE ALWAYS STAYS IN THE HAND THAT GIVES THE ROSE: With my maternal grandmother, Shantabai D. Sathe.  This is a rather untypical picture of her, because Aji, who lives in Ahmedabad, Gujarat, seldom frowns.  Instead, she is ever laughing and joking, enlivening the atmosphere with mirthful tales from days past. There is always a crowd around Aji because she is so popular!

WE MUST LOSE A FLY TO CATCH A TROUT: My parents (left) and my granny with (right) Bakulabai, my granny's sister and my 'second granny'.  Baku-maushi, as we address her, is immersed in worship and reading much of the day.  She loves cats, and she is among the gentlest and kindest people I know!  At lower left is Jack, our family's Labrador member.

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