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A Note to Thathaiah
Dear Thathaiah,

I lost you far too early… but the few memories I carry of you are
some of the sweetest I have. As I grow older, I nd myself valuing you
more deeply with each passing day. The world feels di ferent without
you, but your presence continues to guide me in more ways than I can
explain.
I still remember how much e fort you put into teaching me-especially
those Telugu, English, and Maths classes. Every single day, you'd
patiently sit with me, even when I tried to escape them by hiding in
the bathroom. You always came looking for me—not with anger, but
with the purest intention: to teach me discipline, to shape me into
something better. At that young age, I couldn't understand why you
were so persistent. But now, I do. And I'm so thankful for it. You aren't
here to see who I've become, but I truly hope I've reached a place you'd
be proud of.

One memory that always stays close to my heart is our chess games.
I still remember the last one we played—when I won, and you smiled
at me with that quiet pride. I went on to beat every opponent in my
school, even a national champion. I only wish I could've shared those
victories with you, celebrated those moments by your side.

It's not easy carrying your legacy-you were such a remarkable man.
But I know you're watching us from somewhere, and I hope we're living
in a way that honors you.

Oh, and one last thing—on Bamma's request, I've named my son

after you. Anand. So now it's me and him—Sachin and Anand—walking
forward with your name, your values, your strength. I hope together,
we carry your legacy with pride.

Proud Grandson,

Miss you, Thathaiah Sachin
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