ON JULY 6, 2016 BY VIDYA CHATHOTHIN MEMOIRS
There are days when I log on to Facebook to find a series of ‘likes’. All the likes are from Swathi. I smile.
Swathi is 15 years of age. Too young to understand the meaning implied in many of my posts. For her, the like is about her feelings towards me- a mix of love, adoration, admiration and trust. The unconditional love that is so rare in the modern world. Like her mother says, I am her gold standard. If I say something, it must be beautiful. That is her perception of me. She doesn’t question it.