Mrs. Hari passed away yesterday. Brings back old memories. Yesterday only I had written about being invited by her for lunch. We learnt so many folk songs from her and it brought back memories of 472 sangat road.Everyone remembers the tall lady with bigi bindi. How we everyone used to get togther almost everyday and everyone in and out of each others houses like they were their oen. How times have changed. The area looks completely different now. New people have come in and old oones have left. passing of an older generation and advent of new and suddenly all the responsibilities are looming up wondering how will we ever cope. .........May God rest her soul in peace.