growth my mothers have played genuine and deep roles, one that cannot be replaced and emulated again in any manner. Words don’t suffice for my heart flows and tears fill eyes for how can I talk about a mother who was never a biological mother but loved me more than that.
in Mavelikkara. She following a genuine path of Devotional Sadhana, Love, Compassion, Helping people. She carried me like a child, a mother and educated me like a teacher, was a true friend. Her nature was like a universal mother, her innocence and openness for helping people had many times landed her in trouble, yet she carried on the task of loving people in the same manner. Her name was Shanta Kumari, for me she was Appachi (Father’s younger sister in malayalam), but 
for me she was always Amma in heart. A moment of her getting angry or sad would make me worried for I knew some moment of wrong has happened even though on a path of righteousness it was right in all respects.
She was my first teacher of English and every moment of my journey be it my personal turmoils, education or learning she was my mentor. She initiated me into the habit of reading through books and also was open about discussion at all levels. The beauty of her role in my life can be seen from the fact that few people realized that I was not her son, be it her friends, colleagues, or my school teachers, college professors, or acquaintances.
Maitreya Wisdom