Leela Raman

Many in Hyderabad thought that the Ramans had three sons, the third being me. She was my second mother(not biological), and deeply loved and cared for me. This feeling was reciprocated by me towards both my aunt(chitthi) Leela and uncle Ramu(chitthappa). Both of them were synonymous of generosity and human kindness. Her adventurous spirit and spontaneous humour made her the cynosure of all eyes. Her beauty and grace were unmatched. I will miss her, but have enough great memories that are indelible in my heart. RIP Leela chitthi.

We met her a few times during the last few months and our last visit was on Jan5th 2025. Every visit was memorable and inspiring for the great conversations we had and her insightful and interesting observations. May her soul rest in peace🙏

I am Mrs Minnie Mathew I AS( Retd) Former Chief Secretary Government of AP.I have had the privilege of meeting Leela Mam on only a few occasions.But I remember her as a very warm and gracious person who could make even very juniors feel at ease . I also remember her as the beautiful better half of one of our most distinguished Chief Secretaries.B N Raman Sir was a very strong, extremely affectionate, considerate and supportive of his junior colleagues. I pay my respectful homage to both of them. May they rest in eternal peace. My condolences to all the bereaved family members.

First, thinking of the family and wishing you moments of peace and comfort with the family. Dear Aunty, I feel it as a privilege to have known you and to share a very close bond with you. Our childhood is filled with memories of our weekly outing at your place and being pampered by delicacies. I have idolised you as a child and learnt from you to be grounded and kind to all. The jokes, one-liners, and your infectious laugh are all etched in my memory. As a child till now, I love the rasam that used to be made, and that taste still lingers on my taste buds. And yes, her iPad played a major role. I vividly remember how I used to write instructions in your handy book, which used to be like a Bible with you. Anything and everything used to be in that book. That book had everything written about how to lock and unlock your iPad, how to click a picture, and how to save contacts. Everything being taught, we used to be back on square one the very next day. . Thank you for all the beautiful memories I have of you and will have till my last breath. In a celebration of a life so beautifully lived, there's a place in my memory of you that can neither be filled nor be forgotten. You have left a mark in our hearts that will never be forgotten and will be indelible in our hearts. Miss you dearly, Aunty. “What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.” – Helen Keller.

I hold such fond memories of Raman Auntie, especially from my childhood. She was a wonderfully warm and kind-hearted soul, always ready to lend a hand to those in need. Her mere presence had the power to uplift our spirits. I cherish the days I spent with her in Agartala, Delhi, and later in Hyderabad. My childhood in Agartala was mostly spent at Auntie’s place, which felt like a second home. She would pick up Vinu and me from school, and we’d head home, where endless hours of play awaited us. I’ll always remember her infectious laughter, the wisdom she shared, and the immense love she showered on all of us. She had such a lively spirit and a great sense of humor. I will miss her dearly, but it brings comfort to think that she’s reunited with Uncle. I’m sure they’re sharing many joyful moments together again.