My mother has only one sister. She is the eldest of the family. She was married to a very silent person. They did not have children. So they loved us a lot. We called him Loku Thathttha. He recently passed away. I remember one thing about him.
There is a small stream flowing in front of Loku Thahtha's place. That was one of our favourite trips those days. My youngest sister lost one of her earrings when she had a bath there. Loku Thaththa searched it for hours and found it. It was kind of a miracle to find such a tiny thing in a stream full of water. Loku Thaththa, this Tribute is for your determination
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