[This is the first of several Tamil poems written by Dr. K. Kanthimathi that will be presented on this website. Whenever possible, a scan of the original poem written in Dr. Kanthimathi's impeccable handwriting will be displayed along with the typed version.]

A Gallery page has been added to the site for hosting picture albums, slideshows, audio and video. To start with, the Memorial Slideshow, a picture slideshow put together for Dr. Kanthimathi's memorial meeting in Chennai on February 18, 2015, has been added to the Gallery. 

Click here to visit the Gallery

This tribute deserves a page for itself on this site. It is in Tamil, it is epic, brilliant, and captures who Dr. Kanthimathi was on so many levels. It is an astonishingly perceptive and moving piece of writing and it is a privilege to be able to share it here with everyone. Thank you, Dorai Mama.

Click below to read the tribute to Dr. K. Kanthimathi by Mr. P. Doraisamy: 
அத்தை என்கிற சகோதரி

-- By Arulnambi K.

Today (or not quite yet in some parts of the world) is Mother's Day. K. Kanthimathi, that extraordinary mother of mine, breathed her last on February 9, 2015. Her life of excellence, love, compassion, and countless other virtues may have ended, but this website is a new beginning. It is but one of the many ways her loved ones plan to cherish and celebrate her ideals, her memories, and her many talents.

Here, you will read about my mother's life and the values she lived by, and memories of her as shared by her friends and family. But much more than that, you will be witness to her largely hidden talent as a writer of Tamil poems. She was also a wonderful cook, precise and consistent. You will see recipes from her collection, and the cooks among you may have things to try and taste. Last but not the least, this site will serve as a platform for announcing future events and efforts done in my mother's name.

If you knew Dr. K. Kanthimathi, I think you will enjoy the sights, sounds and words on this website, and perhaps be touched by her from the beyond. If you barely knew her and wished you had known her better, visiting here regularly would, I hope, help you do that. And if you didn't know my mother at all, there would still be many things to take away from here. A life well lived is always a great lesson to anyone who still inhabits this earth, and my mother taught us all many such lessons.