Deepest condolences. Santhi Anna was someone deeply attached to his motherland, Munaikadu. From childhood, whenever he came with his parents, he never failed to visit our home, there. The last time I met him in Trincomalee, while introducing me to someone he knew, he said, “Whenever we go to our village, we first visit their house before going to grandmother’s place.” When he had come to Munaikadu to donate a house built by their family, he gave me some beans seeds that he had brought from South Africa. I took them to Trincomalee, planted and nurtured them, and later sent photos of the fruits through Yoges. He was an elder brother who showed us much love , care and concern. Dear Anna, Go in peace!