Tuesday, April 14, 2026
Auntie Manjula was not only family to me, but also a cherished friend. We shared many years together filled with meaningful conversations, laughter, and a deep mutual respect that I will always treasure.
She was a woman of great faith—one who didn’t just speak about it, but truly lived it every day. Her life was a reflection of grace, love, and quiet strength. What made our relationship especially beautiful was that, even when we didn’t always see eye to eye, we honored and respected each other’s perspectives. We understood that what united us—our faith and our love for family—was far greater than any differences.
She carried herself with such grace and dignity, and I learned so much simply by being in her presence. She was incredibly gifted—not only in her wisdom and understanding, but also in her creativity and her remarkable gift of hospitality. Being with her always felt like being welcomed, valued, and loved.
Today, I hold on to the words: “Well done, good and faithful servant.” Her life bore abundant fruit, evident in the many lives she touched, including mine. I am deeply grateful for the time we shared and the legacy she leaves behind.
She will always remain in my heart.
Rohini Wittke
