Our Self-Written Obituaries – Sukanya Mukherjee, Vasant Kunj
[Text by Sukanya Mukherjee; photos sent by her]
Sukanya Mukherjee has passed over. She was found in her sleep, with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around her Paibalish (bolster).
This winter, after a few barren ones in between, her family came together in what once was an annual reunion. She had had one of her uncontrollable laughter fits earlier in the evening. Nobody knows why she was laughing. It was perhaps because she was happy. Her beloved food was on the table, and her beloved people around it.
Miss Mukherjee has led a life seeking abundance, and finding it, in places. She has bravely pursued all that she wanted, despite the tumultuous self doubt that often forces one to settle with what they have; primarily because her friends and family placed in her a profound belief that allows one to go further than they could have.
She is survived by her pursuits – her writings, her theatre, her mathematics, her science, her dance, her jokes, her philosophies, her drawings; and her many friends; and her family; and her dog, Buckles and her orangutan, Popi.
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