INTRODUCTION
This is another loving tribute to my Pretty Lotus, my wife, my Saroj, who was very dear and precious part of my family life of over half a century.
After her passing away nothing seems to be the same because my whole life has come to a point of overwhelming regret, pain, sorrow and loneliness.
Yet I am talking of celebration which is a kind of ambivalence because within me there are positive and negative feelings toward my Pretty Lotus, simultaneously drawing me in opposite directions.
I am living a life of a hermit with no specific aims and objectives. My days are spent pondering over those fond memories that were transplanted so lovingly into my family life with unconditional love and passion by my beloved wife.
In this process of lamenting I have not found myself separated from her and strongly feel that I am in constant company and conversation with her. In spite of the physical detachment our souls have merged and love and affection have strengthened to a new height and belief.
Apparently, this is hard for normal human beings to fully comprehend and believe. However, this collection of my fond memories would further reveal the truth of the matter...........................................
Ram Lakhan Prasad
