Honouring by Sunset

When I close my eyes and hear the word "women," I see the generations of women in my family. Growing up, I was blessed with the presence of many empowering women—my mother, grandmother, aunts—each contributing to my life through the many shades of laughter, insight, wisdom, and strength. As I moved through life, I met my girlfriends, from all walks of life, and these angels I keep close, carrying them with me wherever I go. Babu, Nini, Amit, Iring, Uda, Bungsu, Angelitas—this is for you.

In today’s world, more women are breaking barriers, defying social norms, and making their voices heard. Yet, we sometimes forget how it was for women in the past, how cruel the world could be—and, in many ways, still is. Women were often pitted against each other or disregarded simply because of their gender. Now, to be clear, this isn't a story about women not needing men or vice versa; it’s about how we can support one another, be kind, and understand each other better to make the world a better place—especially among women.

I reflect on my mother, Babu—my first contact in this world. Her sacrifices need no explanation. The endless teachings and wisdom she passed down, the discipline she instilled, and the dreams she wished she could’ve pursued had time allowed. Instead, she chose to raise a family she could be proud of. That’s my mother. Her words are sharp and direct, but they come from a place of love and understanding, and her advice is something I carry with me always. Her teachings shape the family I hope to create one day with my beloved. None of this would have been possible without the wisdom passed down from her mother, and from my grandmother's mother before that. This bond of strong women, spanning four generations, is forever linked.

Then, my grandmothers. Both were loving and supportive of my dreams. Though one has passed, I still remember her as a joyful, strong woman who raised eight children—my father included—even after her husband passed early in their marriage. She was a survivor, cherishing life's simplest pleasures. It's easy to forget how the little things can fill a heart to the brim. Her children's happiness was all that mattered. Such care and devotion—a trait I see in all her children, especially in my father, Dida. My other grandmother, whom I am fortunate to still have with me, has given me nothing but love and strength. She’s a superstar, handling life’s challenges with grace—a warrior and protector, just like my mother.

My dearest aunties, extensions of my mother, my babysitters, my other mothers. Growing up with each of you was truly a gift. Every one of you taught me a lesson in life, and being surrounded by such incredible women has been a blessing. Amit, you taught me the value of being career-driven, to chase after my dreams, and not be led astray by purposeless goals. You inspire me to walk the path you paved for us. Iring, my sweet Iring, your jokes light up my life. The adventures we shared with you and Aunty S bring back fond memories. You are our fun, resourceful aunt, always there for anything we need. Uda, your strength, devotion, and infectious laughter are what come to mind when I think of you. Your care for us knows no bounds, and your love and protection are unwavering. Amit M, the chef and teacher of the family—you inspired me to follow a similar path. School holidays meant activities in the kitchen with you, where your patience and creativity shone. Your love and laughter filled the room, and we were always ready to help, even if we spilled a thing or two.

Lastly, my Bungsu. Life would be dull without you. Born in the same year, you’re my sister, aunt, and partner in crime all rolled into one. From cutting our hair at age five (our first bold attempt at hairstyling!) to creating dance moves and games, you were always the ringleader, and we, your loyal troopers. Life with you is never boring. You taught me to live in the moment, to take risks, and to embrace the fun in life. We are so lucky to have grown up with you.

To my Angelitas—whether here or watching over us (Al Fatihah)—I love you all deeply. My days are brighter because of you and the memories we share. I know I’m never alone, and that gives me the strength to face anything. You’ve shown me what it means to live with purpose, and for that, I thank you. I carry you with me, in school, on stage, and wherever life takes me.

With much love and the best of prayers, kind regards,

Sunset