Your Story with Sunija

Even though we went to the same school, I didn’t really know you growing up since you were my junior. But somehow, life had its own beautiful plans, and in 2017, our paths finally crossed. When you visited Dallas for work and reached out to a few Annites, I had no idea that meeting you would turn into something so special. From the very first moment, it never felt like we were strangers, you made it feel like we have known each other for a long time. Every time we met during that trip felt easy, warm, and meaningful. What I admired most about you, Sunija, was your rare gift of making people feel truly seen and cherished. You never spoke without warmth. Every word of yours carried kindness, affection, and sincerity. In your presence, you made each of us feel important, valued, and deeply cared for—and that is something so few people can do so effortlessly. There was never a dull moment with you. Your radiant smile, your infectious energy, and your genuine love for life lit up every room you walked into. You brought laughter, comfort, and joy in the simplest ways, and those moments will stay with me forever. I still think about that one evening you had in Dallas—you had such little time, but you chose to spend it with the Dallas Annites. And we made every second count. Staying up all night, playing games, sharing stories, eating, laughing, reminiscing about school days… it was pure joy. Those are memories I will hold on to tightly. It’s so hard to accept that you are no longer with us. The past few weeks have been incredibly heavy, and it still doesn’t feel real. You were always inviting, always saying “come stay with me,” always ready to host, cook, laugh, and make everyone feel at home. That was just who you were. I will always remember your elegance—your love for sarees, the way you carried yourself with such grace, and the pride and happiness with which you shared your beautiful family. Your vacation pictures, your Diwali parties, Eid and Onam celebrations, your thoughtful captions, your joy in the little moments… all of it reflected a life so full of love. It hurts deeply to know that someone who touched our lives so profoundly is no longer here. And yet, even in the few times we met in person, you left behind a lasting impact that will never fade. My heart aches for Mateen and your boys. I pray they find strength, comfort, and peace in the love you surrounded them with every single day. You will forever live in my memory, my dear Sunija. Om Shanthi 🙏🙏

Dear Mateen, Sahil and Mihir, On behalf of Daya’s staff and board, I'd like to extend our deepest condolences on the passing of Sunija, Sunija was a cherished supporter of Daya and an inspiring force in our community. She believed deeply in the power of connection, culture, and collective action. Through her leadership and involvement with The Sari Connection group, she brought people together in meaningful ways—and extended that same spirit to Daya’s mission. She generously mobilized her network to raise critical funds and awareness, helping us expand our work to empower survivors and support women on their journeys toward safety and independence. Her support was rooted not only in generosity, but in a genuine commitment to uplifting others. Sunija’s warmth, grace, and dedication has left a lasting impact on our organization and the community we serve. We are profoundly grateful for her partnership and the legacy she leaves behind. She will be deeply missed and always remembered. Please know that our thoughts are with you all during this difficult time. With deepest sympathy, Daya Staff and Board of Directors

Sunija had the rare and beautiful gift of connecting people. We first met Sunija and Mateen in 2016 at our dear friends Vasu and Harini’s Golu celebration, and we connected instantly. Little did we know that the strangers we met that day under one roof would go on to become lifelong friends. Such was Sunija’s magic—she brought people together effortlessly, in her own unique way. Over the years, our respect and mutual admiration grew, and what began as a simple introduction blossomed into friendships we will cherish forever. We celebrated life together—playing with colors during Holi, lighting up our homes for Diwali, and gathering for Golu, Super Bowl, Valentine’s Day, and so many other occasions. With every celebration, we grew closer, and our bonds deepened over time. Sunija had a natural leadership quality that did not come from authority, but from the way she brought people together. From initiation to planning to flawless execution, she did it all with grace and perfection. Whether in a large group or among a few friends, she had a quiet yet powerful way of creating connection and unity. Her ability to bring people together—even through something as simple and beautiful as sarees—is something we will always remember and admire. It is still difficult to come to terms with the fact that Sunija is no longer with us. We find ourselves at a loss for words to truly express the impact she had on so many lives in such a short time. We will always hold close the laughter, the joy, and the countless memories we created together. Rest in peace, Sunija. You will forever live on in our hearts.

Sunija is a name that is synonymous with strength, conviction, confidence, and boundless positive energy for all in her life. Though I only met Sunija a few years ago, it seems like we knew each other forever. That is Sunija 101. She was the personification of quality not quantity. I learnt many things from her such as accepting compliments. Her words’ Just say thank you Sheela’ have taught me not to brush off compliments but accept them humbly. Sunija was unabashedly Sunija - proud of who she was, her roots, her family and above all, Sarees. Humility was in every cell of her body and the ability to be there during a time of need. She would never fail to support me and kept re-iterating how proud she was of me following my dreams. Sunija had an addictive personality and we all loved her being in our lives. As a leader, an inspiration, an achiever with a never say never attitude. I always asked her how she could juggle so many roles, each to perfection. She always said ‘Just compartmentalize Sheela’. She taught us to live life by living each second. She was not one to cruise through life as it happens. She created the life she wanted snd loved every second with each fibre of her being. Sunija, you are loved and are a part of my everyday life. Sarees are now synonymous with your name and honor. Most importantly standing up for what one believes in , is what I learnt from you. There was so much more to learn from you and love. I miss you and your conviction that I was doing good. My heart goes out to you , Mateen, and Sahil and Mihir. I do want to reach out to dearest Whiskey too. Hugs to you all. Whatever you do, do with your heart and soul- Sunija’s motto for me. I hold this very dearly and am very thankful for her being in my life.

Dear Sunija, I am at aww from the time I got the news… after that things are unfolding too fast, too quick. I am writing to you as I know you live in each one of us including me. It’s hard to say good bye to you as I know u will be and will always be with us in one form or other. Your hugs/ your talk/ your loudly saying “ Deepi” will keep echoing as and when we meet. An Harvard graduate who broke all records of being humble and sweet. You have the best family which is proving your love in each instance. Stay in peace dear friend-you went too soon!! 🙏🏼 Poem-“Life as SAREE” for you my saree queen❤️ “How to say good bye to you my dear friend, When you are in each fold of my saree life, This saree is not a cloth 6 yard, It’s the life and the way you weved in it, Be it pleates or pallu, You made space in each fold of my saree, Whatever the weave be, Whatever life be, you were queen of each saree… Life treated hard like cotton sometime, Smooth as silk sometimes, and it slips like georgette sometimes, Before we knew you really slipped out of us like georgette pallu, Wish you were pinned/ with me on my shoulder with heavy silk pallu, Wish you were creezed /styled in my cotton pallu, You are all over my saree life my dear friend, How to say good bye to you my dear friend….😷🫡🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼__**” I have kept April 11th 2026- the departure date of Sunija -as the first day I wrote first page of the book I will write on saree. It will be for her and dedicated to her-and hopefully with gods grace we see it happening.

In Remembrance@ Sunija Malik… Today we mourn the loss of our beloved niece Sunu, a vibrant soul who left us far too early. Taken by the cruel hands of fate, she leaves a silence where there was once laughter, and an ache where there was once her boundless energy. Sunu was life itself—bubbly, lively, and full of warmth that drew everyone to her. She had a way of turning ordinary moments into memories: quick to laugh, quick to dance, quick to care. Those who knew her will remember her bright eyes, her infectious giggle, her love for sarees and the way she made every room feel lighter just by walking in. She shared her pet name, “Sunu,” with me and the connection ran deeper than a name. We resembled each other not just in looks, but in spirit—in the same spark, the same zest and stubborn joy for life. To see one was to be reminded of the other, and that bond will remain unbroken. Sunu lived with open arms and an open heart. She loved her family fiercely, cherished her friends, and had a gift for making people feel seen. Though her time here was short, the mark she left is lasting. She taught us to laugh louder, love harder, and never take a single day for granted. A life so beautiful, a heart so pure, you will be missed beyond measure, Sunu. We hold you in our hearts until we meet again. _“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”_

Sunija lived life unapologetically and on her own terms. She had dreams—not the kind you quietly tuck away, but the kind you chase with conviction. For her, being “ordinary” was never an option. She was always reaching for something more, something better, something meaningful. What stood out most about Sunija was not just her ambition, but her spirit. She brought a certain largeness to life—whether it was in the way she loved, the way she showed up for people, or the way she refused to settle. In some of our most difficult moments, when grief felt overwhelming, Sunija was there for me and Ahilya. She had a way of offering strength without making it heavy, of comforting without saying too much—and that stays with us. There is something rare about people who don’t just live their lives, but expand the lives of those around them. Sunija was one of those people. She may no longer be physically present, but the way she lived—the courage, the intensity, the refusal to be ordinary—continues to leave its mark. And perhaps that is her true legacy: a life that reminds us to live a little more fully, a little more fearlessly, and a little more like her. Sharing some pictures of the fun times we shared. These are mine and Ahilya Kapley Khanduja’s most favourite.

Sunija Aunty - My dearest aunty, confidant and supporter. There is not one single thing I can say about her that could truly capture the light that she was in my life, my family’s life and the loss the world and I will feel now that she is gone. I will never forget the way she said my mom’s name on the phone every single time So-NA-Li or the way her embrace felt. Sunija Aunty was like a second mom to me and never failed to spoil my sister and I like her own. I will never forget falling asleep in her movie theater room in her house in CO, the Oreo pudding pies she was famous for or the day she surprised me on my 16th birthday before school with chocolate cake (my favorite, she was thoughtful like that) and yellow flowers and so much more. I will choose to share two of my favorite stories about her. One day my sister (Sayalee) and I were going through Sunija aunty’s closet with her and our mom looking at all of her beautiful Indian outfits and handbags. We were young and admiring her clothes and like everyone knows Sunija Aunty was known for her sense of style when it came to sarees and Indian attire. My sister (kind of a tomboy at the time) was perusing through Sunija Aunty’s closet and her eyes fell upon a blue anarkali that was velvet on top and embroidered with gold. She was mesmerized at looked at the dress with so much desire. Sunija Aunty picked up on her gaze and pulled the anarkali down from its hanger for my sister to admire up close. It was brand new and beautiful. We both fell in love with it. Without even a second of doubt Sunija Aunty gave it to my sister and told her it was hers. My mom immediately tried to refuse her but Sunija Aunty insisted saying she always wanted to dress up her “daughter” and simply asked we send her photos of my sister all dressed up in the outfit. That’s who Sunija aunty was she was generous to her core, uplifting and someone that truly believed a picture of my sister happy in a dress was worth all the money she spent on it. A separate time my dad, Sunija Aunty and I schemed behind my mother’s back to book us a trip to Virginia to visit Sunija Aunty for her birthday. I tagged along with my mom happy to accompany her and see Sunija Aunty. The whole trip was wonderful Sunija Aunty tirelessly took me to every Smithsonian museum I wanted to visit (Sahil and Mihir came with :)) and took us to delicious Indian restaurants. One day we were sitting in her kitchen deciding to make brownies when the three of us (Sunija aunty, myself and my mom) got into a deep discussion about life and they were both giving me advice. I told Sunija aunty about my career aspirations and my fears of entering a male-dominated field. Unwaveringly she responded “Muna you have to remember that anything a man can do, a woman can do better.” She was a feminist, someone that inspired confidence in others, uplifted myself, my sister and my mom and lived true to her words. Sunija Aunty worked an intense job but always made time for her kids, she focused on Accelerating Women in Leadership at Harvard, working and still showed up to Krav Maga for her kids on time. She was a superwomen that showed my sister and I that if you want it badly you can do it all and inspired me to focus on work and school like no other. She was my mom’s best friend and supporter, and my third parent. I can’t thank her enough for the lifetime’s worth of memories she left us all with and will never forget her words, smile or presence.

I met Sunita at a wedding in Denver after a long time. I vividly remember her beautiful smile and her warm affectionate energy. She invited me to come to Houston and was super excited to hear about my rescue animals. May her soul rest in eternal peace, and wishing a peaceful acceptance to her family.

Howdy, I did not know Sunija personally, but I am a currently a professor of Mihir's at Texas A&M University. I worked with Mihir on some makeup work for our class when Sunija was in the hospital. I received a "thank you" email with a message that "my mom wanted me to thank you for working with me" along with a picture of Mihir and Sunija.. The sentiment said so much to me and said a lot about who she was a mother-- kind, caring, involved. She was absolutely RADIANT. I was so genuinely so touched by this small interaction. It felt no different than what my mom would expect. Sure, it wasn't much, but I have thought about that interaction and how we're all just human beings with problems and heartache and obstacles and yet, we can still spread love, kindness and appreciation. It didn't take much. When I later received news of her illness and passing, I was truly devastated. The Malik family has been on my mind and in my prayers constantly over the last few weeks. I can feel the energy and love that Sunija radiated in life. My heart goes out to all of her loved ones in this time and as you navigate your loss.

Dear Suni, my pregnancy friend from 2003- life is so unfair. How can it be that we are gathered here in your memory? We connected across continents some 23 years ago, as we carried our firstborns, sharing the thrills and fears of those early days without ever laying eyes on each other. We even shared the wild surprise of accidental second pregnancies, swapping stories with a wink and a laugh. You were there for me in my darkest hour in 2018, calling for a full hour when Amma passed. Your words were a lifeline of strength, drawn from your own loss of your dad years before. That was the first and last time we spoke- Your Malayalam was so so perfect and soothing. You always checked in on me to see how I was coping with Amma's loss. I went through our old Messenger chats- “Maybe when Yama comes calling, none of us can hide!” you once wrote amid our family griefs- so true, dear Suni, so profoundly true. You lived every day like a celebration, Suni. Your Facebook brimmed with life updates, your wardrobe overflowed with the most exquisite saris, and you always dressed up as if the world deserved your sparkle. I always looked forward to see the Malik' birthdays, Onam , Diwali and ID pics. We marked our March birthdays with warm wishes year after year; this time, I remembered but didn’t reach out, unaware you were already so ill. Oh, how I wish we had met at least once- to hug, to admire your saris up close, to toast the life you embraced so fully. I will try to live the way you did- celebrating life, and loving every moment like it matters! Suni, your love for saris and for celebrating every occasion will stay with me always. Rest in that vibrant light you shone so brightly. You’ve left us too soon, but your spirit dances on. Mateen, Sahil, and Mihir- we haven’t met, but like many of the other Indian parenting moms, we knew all about Suni’s boys. I’m so sorry for this loss. Suni is irreplaceable. Those lifetimes of memories she left behind will hopefully help you carry on. She will always be with you at every step of your lives!

Sunija Empowered Everyone And ran a tribe for sari. She is a gorgeous wise gal that made me seem more brave and gorgeous than I am. She deemed me and my small business more than I did. She is a mirror that created our higher version image. Been with me for hours when my mom died in April 2022. And so generous with time. Sunija, I treasure our breaktime, chat, our time during anniversary gala, garba, dinners, movies - rocky aur rani, your diwali and post party night at saravana with every sari mate ordering puri. Sahil and Mihir, Remember your mom wil want you to be happy forever. And she is right here in your heart.

Sunija — unique name, unique woman. Truly one of a kind in the way of her spirit and her force of life. I know we first met in 2018 at our SC meet, but I often feel that was not our first meeting at all. There was always a deep, unexplainable soul connection — something that felt embedded in the bones. She moved something within me every time I was around her. She made sure you were aware of her presence — not always through words, but through the depth and intensity in her eyes, which spoke volumes and touched your ruhu. We understood each other without needing much display. Her hugs were unforgettable — full of warmth, belonging, and quiet assurance. She knew I did not need validation, and I knew the same of her. We respected each other as soul sisters who truly understood each other’s journeys. We could agree to disagree, always with respect, and still come back together — because no difference was ever strong enough to keep us apart. Our bond was rooted in confidence, resilience, and a shared desire to embrace people fully and share light wherever we went. She demonstrated a very bold and assertive approach to friendship — when she loved you and wanted you in her life, she built a strong, intentional connection that was non-negotiable. She was the force who taught us to be unapologetically glamorous — to celebrate who we are through our love for sarees and jewelry, honoring our heritage and art. A proud Indian, she was an ambassador in every sense. She was an enigma — a generous giver, with an urgency to live life on her own terms, fully in the present. She loved celebrating everyone around her and had a rare ability to make people feel truly priceless. She lived for celebrations — truly. Be it Diwali, Eid, Sankranti, Golu, or Ugadi… she was always the first to show up, fully present, bringing that unmistakable energy that made every gathering brighter and more meaningful. It didn’t matter which celebration it was — she carried the same joy, the same enthusiasm, the same warmth into all of them. And in her presence, every occasion became more alive, more beautiful, more memorable. She didn’t just attend celebrations… she created them in spirit. She made people feel included, seen, and uplifted — always. She had a unique ability to shine light on others — to see people, uplift them, and make them feel more like themselves in her presence. And even now, we will continue to live with her spirit and carry forward the qualities she so effortlessly embodied. A soul sister. An inspiration. A woman of high standards — in friendship, in life, and in style. A devoted mother, a loving wife, and a true friend. Her belief, her conviction: “Surround yourself with people who fight for you in rooms you aren’t in.” And she lived it every day. She didn’t believe in fitting in for a place at the table — she had the courage, the vision, and the will to build her own. And what made her even more remarkable was her openness to grow. She was always learning — from people, from experiences — embracing the best in others and evolving with humility. There was no ego, only a quiet strength and a constant desire to become better. We will miss you deeply, Sunija. But what a legacy you leave behind — rich and vibrant, like every weave of a saree, radiant in its beauty and strength. We will carry you in every memory, every laugh, and every moment of pure love we shared. Forever our Queen Sunija — Queen of Hearts. 👸❤️

Sunija Aunty (my godmother), Aaj… main sirf itna kehna chahti hoon. Har pal ko jeena aapne mujhe sikhaya. When my world felt empty after Ajoba (my grandfather), you came into my life like a quiet light, filling spaces I didn’t think could ever feel warm again. You didn’t try to replace what I lost… you just held my hand and made life feel beautiful again. Every smile I learned to give again, every dream I found the courage to chase it all has a piece of you in it. You gave me more than love. You gave me strength when I didn’t have any. You gave me belonging when I felt lost. You gave me pieces of yourself in your kindness, your care, even in the dresses you shared with me when I had nothing. Kaash… I could give you a thousand roses for everything you’ve given me. But even that would never be enough. 🌹 I want you to know this ... You were my angel when I needed one the most. You healed parts of me without even realizing it. And no matter where life goes… you will always live in my heart, in every good thing you helped grow inside me. I love you… Aaj… kal… aur hamesha 💗

I met Sunija in our kids Middle school orientation in August 2016 where we shared the table as newbies to Sugarland, we quickly connected and since then we have shared some much memories as best friends, boys mom, saree lovers. Every get-together she planned in the earlier days had best intention to bring the families together so the boys grew together through their high school years. And the family trips we had together are the memorable ones for my boys still they say those were the best of all. Sunija taught how to make people feel special in the way they are. To live the life to fullest with no regrets, she was admiring everyone around us by celebrating small wins to big milestone. she always says do what you want to do, don’t think twice. Reading through the last messages we exchanged , couldn’t control my tears. There will not be a friend who checks on me ‘ Hi Girlie, what are you doing?, call me on your way back home’

In 2019, a mutual friend introduced me to Sari Connection. I walked into my first meet not knowing a single person… and there you were, Sunija, standing with open arms and the warmest smile, ready to welcome me. In that moment, I found not just a group, but you—and I fell in love with both. That was your magic. To Sahil and Mihir—your mom wasn’t just my closest friend; she was a presence everyone could feel, a warmth that drew people in and made them feel instantly at home and loved. Sunija… you were vivacious, vibrant, kind, and deeply empathetic—a beautiful listener and the warmest hugger. Your hugs weren’t just gestures, they were comfort, they were home. You would often say, “When I grow old, I want to be like you.” But my dear Sunija, you didn’t wait for that day—you left too soon, far too young, leaving behind a silence that feels impossible to fill. You insisted on celebrating my milestone birthday in style, and what a beautiful day that was—the laughter, the conversations, the joy we shared. You promised we would celebrate like that every year… and now, my heart quietly wonders, where will I find you on my next birthday, dearie? You were so caring, so giving. If I ever hesitated to sign up for a sari meet, you’d say, “I’m coming to get you—just be ready.” That was you—showing up, wholeheartedly, without hesitation. You gave your all to your friendships and meant every word you spoke. And the love you had for your family… it was boundless, pure, and deeply beautiful. In September you sent me the pictures of dear Michelle and Neha and you sounded over the moon. Sunija, you taught us how to be kind, how to be generous, and how to love without holding back. Your warmth, your light, and your love will live on in all of us, always. May your soul rest in peace. And wherever you are, may you be surrounded by the same love you so freely gave.

Sunija was a truly remarkable woman—someone whose presence made life warmer, kinder, and more meaningful for me and my family. She was a genuine friend in the truest sense of the word. The kind of person who showed up—not just in the easy moments, but in the ones that mattered most. She was always there, steady and supportive, ready to listen, to comfort, and to up lift without hesitation. Her caring nature and loving heart were at the center of everything she did. She gave so much of herself so freely, making everyone around her feel seen, valued, and deeply cared for. There was a quiet strength in her kindness, and it left a lasting mark on all of us. Her heart and home were always a place of warmth and comfort. She was also brilliant—someone who approached life with intelligence, determination, and a drive to achieve. A high achiever in every sense, she set goals and met them with grace, never losing sight of what truly mattered: the friends she made and loved. And love she did—fiercely and wholeheartedly. Her love for my grandchildren were a constant source of joy for them, and she made each of them feel incredibly special, always welcoming them with open arms and a full heart. They knew they were cherished, and that is a gift they will carry with them forever. Her devotion to her husband and her boys was unwavering. She built a home filled with love, strength, and connection—a place where family came first and where everyone felt safe and supported. Though she is no longer with us, the impact of her life remains all around us—in the love she gave, the lives she touched, and the memories we hold close. She leaves behind a legacy of kindness, strength, and deep, enduring love. Thank you Sunija for being in my life, enriching it and being the very best of friends . I will miss you all the days of my life! 💔

Sunija was a warm, welcoming, and radiant individual who made others feel loved and valued. She had a magical ability to connect with people, spreading positivity and uplifting their confidence. Sunija was supportive, recognizing and encouraging hidden talents, and provided platforms for others to showcase their skills. She celebrated life fully, making people feel special during important moments, and her joy was infectious. Sunija’s friendship was deep and familial, characterized by her genuine happiness for others’ achievements. Her guidance, wisdom, and love left a lasting impact, and she will be deeply missed. I want to take a moment to honor you, Sunija. You were not just a friend—you were someone who was a constant source of strength, laughter, and understanding in my life. Through every high and low, you showed up with kindness, honesty, and a heart that truly cared. I am so grateful for all the memories we shared and the ones that will always be cherished. You made such a lasting impact on my life, and I hope you always know how valued and appreciated you were. Thank you for being you—genuine, strong, and unforgettable.

I was introduced to Sunija through a mutual friend at my son's middle school. From Moms of handsome sons, we became Sisters for life, and I thought I had our circle of friends for a lifetime. We teased that she was a superwoman. She was smart, beautiful, a working mom and wife who found time for so many others and whose appreciation for each one of us was uniquely warm and generous. I always asked her how she did it, and she would say, it is about "making time for who and what you care about, Ang". I always knew that if I ever needed help, she would be there for me. I joined Sari Connection because of her and my small circle of friends, and through it, I found so many other connections and friends. I am an introvert and find it hard to find words to express myself in social settings, but she taught me to come out of my shell, embrace life the extrovert way, and to open up a little with strangers too. :) She even gave me a new name: Ang, a shortening of my name which no had used before. From sitting in the corner in a large group, I stepped out to hug more Sari Sakhis. Her and Namrata's careful planning to give us the best experience at every Sari Connection meet brought us endless joy. For me, it was an opportunity to not only wear beautiful saris, a love I had forgotten in the business of life in the US, but also precious memories that will last a lifetime. She was unapologetically a fierce spokesperson for hugging life fully and supporting each other. In addition to all the celebrations at her home and at Sari Connection events, I will also remember the last time she was at my home, taking over the kitchen to make adais for us and serving us all with such open, effortless, genuine love that I could relax from hostess duties and just enjoy a day spent with friends and their moms. Her zest for life, her warm hugs, and most of all her bright smile will always be with me.

Sunija - My sister, my darling... We cross our path with many people in life but just few will leave a lasting impact on your heart! Sunija for me is that! A kind and loving soul you left an incredible impression on me! The magic of six yards brought us together few years back and it hasn't taken us long to realise that we had so much in common. She just owned me like her little sister and taken me under her wing. So fiercly protective! We used to have endless conversation on our love for sarees, travel, food, movies, kids, work, life and the list goes on....... In all the conversations she was present, 100%. There was love, honesty, care, empathy, assurance... How can I ever forget the twinkle in her eyes whenever she used to talk about her 4 boys - Mateen, Sahil, Mihir and Scotch...... How can I ever forget her tight and warm jaadu ki jappis and her million dollar smile! It's not easy to cope up with this irreplaceable loss. Gone too soon my sis but you will live forever in our memories, in every pleat we make, in every saree we drape and in every step we take! Rest peacefully with dad my Suni....love you forever!! 🤍🤍

Though Chandy & I had a pre-committed international trip, our thoughts are centered on you, Sunija, Sahil & Mihir. To us she was & still is larger than life. She will always be one of the most caring people we have ever come across. AND her organizing talent & the way she can get things done is simply amazing!!! Just one example: during our recent Africa trip, she was the boss-lady taking charge, convincing the chefs to come up with different & delicious Indian spreads each breakfast meal!

Sunija, my best friend, was always encouraging, supportive, and deeply caring- towards both her friends and her family. I remember, even 30 years ago during some of my worst times, she would call me regularly just to check on me and make sure I was okay. That was who she was-constantly giving, always present. More recently, when I had my angiogram, she stayed up the entire night just to give me strength. When I started my new business, she stood by me with unwavering support. She cared for my children like a second mother- encouraging them to always do their best and celebrating every one of their achievements with genuine happiness. When my husband underwent bypass surgery, she called every single day to check on all of us, making sure we were coping and doing alright. She supported certain charities and gave with all her heart . She was an extremely generous and giving person Sunija was truly a caring soul, someone who quietly helped so many people around her - far more than most would ever know. She will remain etched in our hearts forever, and her absence is something no one who knew her will ever be able to forget. And with her children I’ve never seen a better mother. Getting up in early hours and cooking for them, cooking the whole weekend to send to their college, and bringing them up to be wonderful boys She was my bestie and has left a void in my life

Sunija, my best friend, was always encouraging, supportive, and deeply caring- towards both her friends and her family. I remember, even 30 years ago during some of my worst times, she would call me regularly just to check on me and make sure I was okay. That was who she was-constantly giving, always present. More recently, when I had my angiogram, she stayed up the entire night just to give me strength. When I started my new business, she stood by me with unwavering support. She cared for my children like a second mother- encouraging them to always do their best and celebrating every one of their achievements with genuine happiness. When my husband underwent bypass surgery, she called every single day to check on all of us, making sure we were coping and doing alright. She supported certain charities and gave with all her heart . She was an extremely generous and giving person Sunija was truly a caring soul, someone who quietly helped so many people around her - far more than most would ever know. She will remain etched in our hearts forever, and her absence is something no one who knew her will ever be able to forget. She was my bestie and has left a void in my life

Sunija… She Happened to Life… and to All of Us Some people pass through your life quietly. And then there are souls like Sunija… the kind you meet once… and never forget. She didn’t just enter a room — she owned it. Always in control. Razor sharp. Deeply intelligent. And if there was a problem… she already had the solution before you even finished explaining it. But what made Sunija unforgettable wasn’t just her mind… it was her heart. If she met you, you didn’t leave without a tight hug… and a compliment that felt real — because it was. She saw people. Truly saw them. And yet… she never followed the crowd. If something didn’t align with her values, she would walk away — even from a full table — and stand alone. No gossip. No compromise. Just quiet strength. That was Sunija. When she created something… it was magic. Her events weren’t just gatherings — they were moments you felt. Every detail crafted with purpose. And her love for family… fierce, unwavering, undeniable. You didn’t have to look hard to see it. It was in the way she said Mateen’s name — “Maca… Maca…” — with a love so deep, so effortless, so constant. She was completely besotted by him… caring for everything that mattered to him — his food, his attire, the smallest details most would overlook… but she never did. And with her children… her love wasn’t just spoken — it was lived. Every single day. She made sure they had the best — the best schools, the best upbringing, the best opportunities… because to her, nothing mattered more than giving them a life full of possibility. She was proud of them — deeply, fiercely, unapologetically. And then there was her magic with sarees… Who knew a single garment could transform lives? But in her hands, it did. Through her saree gatherings, she didn’t just celebrate tradition — she revived confidence. Women felt beautiful again. They felt seen again. They felt like themselves again. Homes felt warmer. Husbands looked at their wives with a renewed kind of love — because while they already loved the woman they built a life with… seeing her in a saree brought back her roots, her grace, her story… and made them fall in love all over again. Daughters embraced tradition with pride. Even sons began to value it. That was Sunija. Turning something simple… into something powerful. And in my darkest moment… when I was breaking from within… when my mom was slipping away… she showed me a different kind of love. She didn’t try to fix me. She didn’t fill the silence. She simply said, “Simran… I’ll stay quiet. If you need to cry… I’m here. Just cry.” Who does that? Who gives you that kind of space… that kind of presence? Sunija did. And that’s why this loss feels so unreal. So unfair. Gone too soon… far too soon for someone who had so much more to give, so many more lives to touch, so many more moments to create. It leaves you with one question… Why? If there’s anything she leaves behind for us, it’s this— let go of the grudges. The small fights. The things that won’t matter tomorrow. Pick up the phone. Mend what’s broken. Say what you’ve been holding back. And most importantly… hold your loved ones a little tighter today. Because someone like Sunija reminds us— life doesn’t wait. And sometimes… it’s heartbreakingly short. But a soul like hers? It doesn’t leave. It lives on… in every life she touched, in every saree worn with pride, in every act of love, strength, and grace. Forever unforgettable. 💔

I never imagined I would be writing this on your celebration of life, Suni It still feels unreal that you are no longer here. My heart struggles to accept it. I keep wishing this is just a dream, that I’ll wake up and hear your voice again. It’s been 23 years since we first connected through India Parenting. What began as a simple forum soon became so much more. We shared everything. our pregnancies, our struggles, our emotions, and all those unpredictable mood swings. Somewhere along the way, those conversations turned into a daily bond that I will always cherish. we met with our kids as babies. You took time to come all the way from Colorado to Bay Area. I still remember the day both our parents went for their visa interviews and faced rejection. I was shattered, sitting there in tears and even in your own moment of disappointment, you reached out to comfort me. You told me not to worry, that we were all in this together. That was who you were—selfless, kind, and always there for others. You called me every week, and we spoke about everything. You had a way of finding solutions to every problem, always bringing positivity and calm. You knew exactly how to make people feel heard and cared for. The last time we spoke was on the 15th of Feb, 2026. I told you that I was going into Ramadan mode and would connect with you after. I never imagined that would be our final conversation. Suni, your kindness, strength, and warmth will live on in all of us. You were truly one of a kind. Rest in peace. You will be deeply missed, always remembered, and forever loved.

Still in denial that Sunija is no more with us. She was always caring and a strong person. She will be deeply missed. RIP dear Beautiful lady.

Still struggling to believe that Sunija is no longer with us. I first met her at a Diwali party after she moved to Denver, and from the very beginning, we bonded over our shared Malayalee heritage and our love for all things fun. Over the years, our paths crossed at so many parties and events around Denver, and at one point, we even had our standing lunch dates in DTC, where we would meet every few months to catch up on life. I will always remember her beautiful smile and the genuine warmth and bubbly personality she brought to every conversation. When Sunija started attending the Kerala Association events, she wanted Mihir and Sahil to participate in a dance, and that’s how they became part of the 1970s throwback "Oru Madhurakinavin" dance at the KAOC Onam function. The memories of rehearsals, trying to figure out outfits, and ultimately landing on Halloween costumes will always stay with me. We laughed so much. After she left Colorado, whenever Sunija came back for work or events, she always made it a point to bring a few of us girls together for dinner. We would spend the evening in a blur of chat and giggles....it was as if she had never left. I last saw her at Neal’s wedding. Never could I have imagined it would be the final time. The two pictures below capture the first time I met her and the last. Mateen, Sahil, and Mihir: Eby and I are so deeply sorry for your unimaginable loss. May the peace that passes all understanding guard your hearts and minds during this difficult time. The brightest souls are often taken far too soon. Rest easy, dear friend. Thank you for the gift of your friendship. You will be missed.💔

Sunija you will always be remembered as someone who carried grace with you wherever you went. One of the most beautiful reflections of that grace was you love for sarees. Each one you wore seemed to tell a story—of elegance, culture, and quiet strength. To me, you were was more than that—truly you were my best Kumon parent. you showed up not just with dedication, but with kindness and positivity that made everything easier and brighter.  Sunija you will always be in our hearts , remembered as an awesome mom, a wonderful person, and someone who made a lasting difference in the lives you touched- will miss you ❤️ Sangeeta and Raj

Sunija was a beautiful soul who will continue to live on in our hearts and memories. She was an amazing woman whose smile could light up any room, whose presence brought warmth, and whose hugs lingered long after they ended. Even after leaving Colorado, she made it a point to stay connected. Though our calls were rare, whenever we spoke, we could talk for hours as if no time had passed. She always made the effort to meet whenever she was in town—even with the busiest schedule. One of my sweetest memories of her is when she told me, “We’ll be there to celebrate your milestones, no matter what.” That was who she was—kind, thoughtful, and deeply caring. She was also incredibly resourceful, always ready to help anyone in need. She will be dearly missed, and we will cherish every memory she leaves behind. Her love, warmth, and spirit will forever remain with us.

It is with deep sorrow that we remember our dear friend Sunija, whose presence shaped some of the most meaningful chapters of our lives. We first met in 2006, when Sheena brought us together in Castle Rock, and what began as an introduction grew into a lasting friendship grounded in trust, shared experiences, and quiet understanding. Sunija had a rare gift for connection. She made people feel at ease and valued, bringing warmth and light into every interaction. Conversations with her carried depth, energy, and a sincerity that lingered long after. Her generosity was effortless and constant. She often came bearing food, simple gestures that spoke of care and togetherness. She created moments where laughter, stories, and companionship flowed naturally, reflecting the essence of who she was. She was also a steadfast tech-partner to Amar, offering perspective, and belief through demanding transformation work. Her support was thoughtful and unwavering, leaving a lasting mark. In the summer of 2024, our family of five visited Sunija, Mateen, Mihir, and Sahil at their home. Sunjia hosted a beautiful dinner, the evening was filled with warmth, grace, and a genuine joy in cherishing our Colorado memories. With our children Arya, Aman, and Anya - Sunija was deeply present, engaging them with kindness and care in a way that made them feel truly seen. Sunija’s life was defined by the constancy of her spirit, her generosity, her presence, and her ability to make others feel they belonged. Her absence is deeply felt, but her light endures in the lives she touched and the memories she leaves behind. May her rest in peace.

The day I met Sunija in 2016 is still so vivid in my memory. At a middle school orientation, we happened to sit at the same table. She was chatting with another mom, then suddenly turned to me, introduced herself, pulled out a scrap of paper, wrote down her number, and made us write ours. Just like that, the three of us became the closest of friends. That was Sunija—her ability to connect instantly and deeply with people was truly special. Despite her demanding career, she always made time for others, making each of us feel valued and seen. I’ve always admired her incredible ability to multitask, but even more than that, her heart. Her favorite line, “Time is the biggest gift you can give me,” is something I will carry with me forever. Through our daily calls and countless meet-ups, she became one of my closest friends and confidantes. It’s hard to imagine life without her. We talked about everything—family, friends, movies, politics, fashion—and now, almost everything I see or do reminds me of her presence and her wisdom. She taught me so much—even the little things that now mean so much. From wearing a saree to putting on lipstick and eyeliner, she had this beautiful way of uplifting the women around her. She genuinely found joy in seeing others shine. So much of my wardrobe—my clothes and shoes—carry her touch. My Houston days are filled with memories of endless conversations, uncontrollable laughter, and so much joy, all because of her. And during the difficult days after my move to California, she was always there—ready to drop everything and come be with me. I never doubted that for a second. Oh my dearest friend, what will I do without you… you were always just a phone call away. Your boundless energy, your kindness, your compassion, your ability to make everyone feel special, your leadership, and above all, your instinct to help others even before they ask—these are the things I admire most about you. You have been a profound influence in my life, and you always will be. Love you so much, my dearest Sunija ❤️

A Farewell to a Beautiful Soul There are people who walk into your life and leave fingerprints on your heart forever. She was one of those rare, irreplaceable souls. She had a gift that so few people in this world truly possess — she made you feel like the most important person in the room. No, more than that — like the most important person in her world. And somehow, she made everyone feel that way, all at once, because that is simply who she was. Her hugs. If you were lucky enough to be held by her, you know exactly what I mean. They weren’t polite hugs, or quick hugs, or the kind you give out of obligation. They were the kind that said I see you. I’ve got you. You are safe here. They were the tightest, warmest, most honest hugs — the kind you could live inside for a moment and come out feeling like everything was going to be okay. She would call you — not text, not a quick voice note — she would call you. And those calls were never short, because she was never in a hurry when it came to the people she loved. She had this beautiful way of listening, really listening, where you could feel her on the other end of the line, fully present, fully yours for however long you needed. Hours would pass and it didn’t matter. You mattered more. And if you needed her — truly needed her — she didn’t wait. She didn’t say let me know how it goes or I’ll check in later. She showed up. Immediately. Completely. That is an extraordinarily rare quality, and she wore it so naturally, as though it never even crossed her mind to do anything less. Then there were the restaurant hours. Long, unhurried, glorious hours at the table — where the food was almost secondary to the conversation. She had this way of turning a simple meal into an occasion, a checkout into a memory. The world outside could wait. There was nowhere else either of you needed to be. She was not just a friend. She was a home. One of those few people you could return to again and again and always feel welcomed, always feel known. The world is quieter without her laughter. Our phones don’t ring the same way. The table feels emptier. And these arms — these arms that she held so tightly — now reach for a hug that we can no longer return. But grief this deep is only possible because love was this real. And the love she gave us — so freely, so generously, so completely — that does not leave with her. It is woven into us now. It lives in the way we answer when a friend calls. In the way we linger at the table. In the way we show up, without hesitation, when someone we love needs us. She taught us how to love people well. The very least we can do is carry that forward. Rest now, my dearest friend. You loved so hard and so fully, and you were so deeply, deeply loved in return. We will miss everything about you. Everything.

We shared a beautiful but brief chapter of life when Sunija was in Denver—our children growing up side by side, sleepovers filled with laughter, and moments that now feel especially precious, and ones I wish we had created more of. Sunija was a radiant, joyful presence—someone who carried warmth effortlessly, always making space for people and drawing them in with genuine love and openness. One memory that stays with me is the Holi celebration we shared with our families—vibrant, joyful, and full of life, just like her. Gone far too soon. My deepest condolences to Saahil, Mihir, and Mateen. Holding you all in our thoughts with love and cherished memories.

Sunija was true to the meaning of her name—brightness, radiant, and well-mannered. She was the brightest star in every room she entered, and even though she is no longer with us, her light continues to shine in the hearts of everyone who knew her. I first met her in 2019 at her famous Diwali gathering for the Sari Connect group. She welcomed me with such a big smile and a warm hug that made me feel like the most important person in the room. What I witnessed that evening was her pure joy, love, and genuine attention to every person present—something that made her truly unforgettable. Since then, our journey of friendship began—with long phone calls discussing everything under the sun. Her knowledge about any field kept inspiring me, and I learned so much from every single conversation with her. In a very casual, random conversation, I once mentioned that I was looking for a new opportunity outside my current role. All she asked for was my resume—and within a week, I had two interviews lined up, followed by an offer letter the very next week. That was Sunija—always going above and beyond to help others, even in the simplest of ways. In a very short time, we became family friends, growing far beyond just Sari sakhis. My kids adore Mateen and Sunija, and the bond we built will always be special. I will deeply miss our routine phone calls, Teams chats, and our spontaneous dinners. You were truly one in a million, my darling. No words can express how much I will miss you. I will forever be thankful to my dear friend Usha for introducing me to Sari Connect, where I had the privilege of meeting Sunija. Her memory will always remain a blessing, and her warmth will stay with me forever. Lots of Love my dear❤️

Sunija, your generosity and gracious hospitality truly reflect your warm and Kind‑hearted nature. You have a remarkable ability to make everyone feel genuinely welcomed and valued. We have never celebrated Diwali the way we have with Malik’s family, and we are always excited to come and celebrate Diwali with you, Mateen and friends. Both you and Mateen have treated us like family, and your hospitality is something we will never forget. All the great memories we have spent together will always remember.

[05/10/2025, 08:35] Sunija Malik: Oh no, Sainu! I am so so sorry…. Much love and many hugs….. this is so heartbreaking [05/10/2025, 08:38] Sunija Malik: Aunty made and pampered us with the best Christmas cakes, she was always so loving….. The above was the last chat I had with Sunu as we affectionately called her, on knowing about my mother's passing last October. We were neighbors in Safilguda and also classmates in Railway Junior College..1986-88. We visited each other quite often and together we would go to Suma's house, also in the same neighborhood. Lots and lots of sweet memories...we went to the same tuition...maths...shared all kinds of teenage jokes..can't believe she is no longer with us. But I'm sure " she did it all" in the time she had here ... with utmost perfection...care and selflessness. Our trip to Ananthapuri hills...days of sharing jokes...with no care in the world at all..to anything or anyone...she used to write some articles in the newspaper..her Dad was so proud of her and her achievements. I knew her birthday was in March, and when she didn't respond to the birthday wish...I realized something was wrong. And on 1st April Suma calls me tell about Sunija s condition. Yet I prayed for a miracle...hoping for a turn around. Hope and pray that she is in a better place. May the dear soul 🙏 rest in peace...free from the pain... Lots and lots of love to all...especially Sahil and Mihir. May the good Lord help you overcome with all the lovely things you all did together. I don't have any pics to share...thanks for the opportunity to share these memories. Sainu Our Railway Girls Gang group includes Binu (Connecticut) and Suma apart from Sunu and myself.

Sunija Aunty was truly a light in every room—radiating warmth, kindness, and positivity wherever she went. She had a beautiful way of making everyone feel loved, and she especially adored the boys. She was an incredible grandmom—the boys’ adopted “Nanni”—and she never missed a chance to spoil Ayaan, Zayd, and Simeon. I’ll always cherish the memory of the time she kept Ayaan and took him out for ice cream. Seeing his face light up with pure joy warmed my heart in a way I’ll never forget. In that moment, I realized just how lucky we are to have such a loving chosen family. They may be our parents’ friends, but the bond we share goes far beyond that—because family is built on love, not just blood. During some of my darkest days, Sunija Aunty was there for me with unwavering support. When I found out I was pregnant with Simeon, she gifted me a bassinet—a gesture so thoughtful and full of care that it meant more than words can express. That was who she was: always giving, always loving, always present. She welcomed everyone with open arms and had a grace about her that I deeply admired. I’ll never forget her elegant, beautiful saris—she carried herself with such effortless beauty and poise. She truly was stunning inside and out. And of course, her Diwali parties were unforgettable—full of joy, laughter, and celebration. She and Mateen Uncle always made me feel so special, especially when they would put on Bollywood movies just for me, knowing how much I loved them. Sunija Aunty’s love, generosity, and spirit will forever stay with us. She created a home filled with warmth, and memories that will continue to live on in all of our hearts.

My journey of friendship began in October 2018, when I joined The Saree Connection. She welcomed me with a radiant smile, warmth, open arms, making me feel loved, valued, and instantly at ease. From that moment, I knew I had found more than just a place, I had found a connection. It didn’t take much time for our hearts to connect. We began sharing everything, personal thoughts, work stories, fashion ideas and much more. I would eagerly look forward to seeing Sunija at our SC meets, her smile had magical way of lighting up the room and spreading positivity. She taught me that life is all about believing in yourself, living without regrets, fulfilling your dreams. She sparked a light within me and constantly uplifted my confidence. Sunija had a special ability to see and recognize hidden talents. She repeatedly recognized and appreciated my hidden talents and constantly encouraged me to share them, believing that the world should benefit from what I had to offer. She was the first person who gave me the platform to teach Garba — the Gujarati folk dance on the SC platform. That opportunity meant so much to me, as it allowed me to fulfill a deep passion of mine. In past few years our friendship grew beyond SC meets as we connected with each other’s families and celebrated birthdays and milestones together. Sunija believed in celebrating people fully and always made sure you felt special and appreciated, like a queen, during those moments. We shared our happiness wholeheartedly whether it was celebrating my son’s milestones or Sahil and Mihir’s achievements. What started as a friendship slowly transformed into a deep bond and we became more like family than just friends. One thing that truly stood out about Sunija was the happiness she carried for others. She was incredibly joyful to be part of your most important life moments, celebrating them with the same excitement and emotion as if they were her own. Sunija— more than a friend, you will be missed beyond words. Life will never feel the same without you, but your guidance, wisdom, and endless love will remain with me forever. I will always walk the path you showed me - give more than you take!

Sunija, my lovely, beautiful friend, full of life & love. What I loved most about you was your zest for life & friendships. Always the first to make that trip to celebrate any occasion. My fondest memory is when Probir was undergoing an operation and Neal, Sonia & Debbie were here, Sunija created a meal plan for my friends in Denver, while sitting in Houston. So thoughtful of her, it was much appreciated by all of us! Sunija, my dear friend, I’m thankful to have known you for 22 years & to spend a recent week in Tanzania together; the memories will live on forever. I will miss you immensely!

Sunija Sunija Sunija My senior Pansies captain 1985/86, whom I adore. Sunija was the one who recognised me and gave me a chance in the inter house completions in school and there was no looking back after the first chance. After she left school, got to meet her only on our sports days where she would come to cheer all of us and would out stand everyone else in cheering us. Never really got to meet her after school. Met her only after 25 yrs at the alumni meet at school in 2011 and have been great friends from then. Among the world of friends, it was her who was always there for me giving he a shoulder in my difficult times. Her friendship was infectious and makes us feel so comfortable, don’t have words to express about her. She was passionate about anything she did and that was the best part of her. She will always be in our hearts. Our prayers for the family Mateen, Sahil & Mihir .

♥️Sweet Sister Sunija♥️ Sunija was one of the joyful and kind people I encountered. She left an indelible impact on everyone who crossed her path. Her love for life, friendship, sari, and work was incredible. Whatever she did she put her heart and soul to it.   I thank Sunaina for introducing me into the Sari Connection through which I had the pleasure of friendship with this wonderful human SUNIJA.    I keep thinking about how full of life she was. I feel like I lost a sister who gave 100% love and affection! It appears to me God needed her presence and bright smile to make his place Happy and Loved and snatched her from us!  Sunija has gone from our sight but never from our heart and her spirit will remain with us always❣️

I met Sunija in April 2018 at Sari Connection’s first saree meet. SC was her dream brought to life — bringing women together to fix each other’s crowns. She gave 100% to everything she loved and made everyone feel special with her warmth. When I lost my mother in 2024, Sunija became my pillar. She checked on my daughters while we were in India, giving them someone to lean on when their world felt unsteady. Sunija was the first to offer a listening ear, the first to bring a smile to a heavy heart, and the one who genuinely cared about the smallest details of your life. We often exchanged stories about our children. She remembered the smallest details showing how deeply she cared. Sunija had that rare, beautiful ability to turn a simple conversation into a lasting memory, and once she called you her friend, she treated you like family. Sunija taught us to be kinder, laugh louder, and live with more heart. Rest well, dear friend. You were loved beyond words.

Sunija and I …. For as many long conversations we had multiple times a day, our phone calls often had long pauses and silence, and somehow that would still feel right, never awkward. There was so much said and understood between us without having to utter a single word. We would finish each other’s sentences and thoughts, and we would laugh about it saying perhaps we were conjoined twins separated at birth and were lucky to be reunited like in the 70’s and 80’s Bollywood movies. We would rejoice in each other’s triumphs and accomplishments big and small, and ache for each other when things weren’t going too well. We were dissimilar in many aspects but our ideas, ideologies, and basic beliefs and values of life, friendship, and dreams and aspirations for our kids and love for our SC members and just people in general were same. Sunija’s extraordinary intelligence, her fierce and assertive leadership, her quick wit and magnetic charm but mostly her genuine love, empathy and compassion for people and her ability to connect with everyone at a deep level was extremely rare but came so naturally to her. Friendships and relationships, manners and etiquette, love and care meant everything to her. She lived by example and walked the talk. Always supported small businesses especially women owned! She was a feminist in the right sense with a zealous protectiveness towards women’s rights and causes. Being just and right and being unbiased and treating everyone fairly and equally was very important to her. She did not believe in any religion because she felt it was divisive and polarized people further apart. She would always say, “ To be human and to be kind is the only religion we should ever need and follow”. Sunija was very sensitive and concerned about the changing world and how the next generation, our kids might have to struggle finding peaceful and happy existence in it. The Sari Connection group we co-founded 8 years ago in April 2018, meant a lot to her. We first connected over facebook messenger and quickly realized how many things we had in common and our shared passion for saris. Her clear vision for what the premise of the group should be set the charter and the course for this group. It became less of who wore which sari and became all about women empowerment, building self esteem and self confidence and uplifting each other. In the last couple of years, thru the Sari Connection group, she championed for ‘Daya’ a local organization that supports domestically abused women and their children. In February 2026, she galvanized the whole sari group to raise money for a women senior citizens group living in India. The funds would cover the cost to feed these women every weekend for the entire year! She would always send reminders every October for all the women on the group to get their mammograms and physicals done for the year. She would network hard and try to find jobs for friends and strangers alike. She would help buid their resumes and guide and advice to prep for the interviews. She walked the talk and lived by example! My loss is immense, very personal and profound. Because our relationship was such. I feel maimed and disabled and my heart is muted. She was more than a partner, a best friend, and a sister to me. I can neither quantify nor describe how much I love her and miss her. Until we meet on the other side my darling. Be at peace and be well.❤️

“They” say that if you’re friends for more than 7 years that you’ll always be in each other’s life, and no distance or time will make a difference, that you can not speak for months, get on the phone and talk as if you saw each other yesterday. This is so true. I have friends in other states, and countries with whom this phenomenon is true. Life gets busy and in the way of the friendship, but the friendship is maintained in the background by way of respect, love and support for each other. Middleville, Eugene, Lexington, Orlando, Green Valley, Houston, Chicagoland, Pasadena Sandnes, Perth, Pune, Singapore hold friends whom I’ve not seen in years, but I know we are friends, and will show up for each other when needed. Sunija was one of those friends. Every 4, 6, 12 months we’d have a great call for an hour or so to get caught up and get our needed friend “fix”! We met in 1999, when we both worked for Dana Corp. Different departments but our offices were next door at the start. She was a ray of sunshine in a windowless, old, shipping building. A smile to light up the dark side of the moon, charming, smart, funny, beautiful, caring, thoughtful, with a business acumen and a way of applying her logic in a way that is simplistic, efficient, and most effective, she was loved by many; Many were jealous; I was both! The last time I saw her was 2019, when she was on a business trip back to Connecticut. We met for dinner and laughed for hours. Afterwards we sat in the lobby of her hotel and chatted for another hour or so. We had such fun (picture below taken by our waiter.) When she started the Saree Connection, I told her that she should have called it” Sari, No Sorry”!! We laughed like little kids, and it became our little friend joke. Whenever I saw one of her pictures in one of her spectacular saris, I would almost always comment Sari, Not Sorry!! Not sure that I was ever spelling it correctly - still not sure. (What do you expect from a silly white boy!) 😉 As successful as she was at work, she was more successful at life. Love for her boys, Mateen, family and friends was given and returned to her in way every possible- kindness, generosity, thoughtfulness. A life well lived, full of love. If either of you boys come to Yale, you will have “family” here in CT! My door will always be open to you! My phone always ready for a chat. (203) 605-6362. Rest well dear friend, Sunija. I hope you find all the love and peace that you gave in this life on your continued journey! You gave that to us so freely; we all will be forever grateful! ❤️❤️❤️

Sunija - The Complete Woman Sunija and I were batchmates in school and happened to be in the trenches together with our school house, Pansies. We were forever the underdogs and no one ever thought of us as serious competition. Well, during a Dramatics Competition in 10th grade, Sunija, Rupa and I worked on a play together for Pansies, practicing for weeks on end. On the day of the competition, against all odds, as we took our final bow, we were greeted with a resounding round of applause, hoots and cheers! Did that really just happen?! We were all thrilled ofcourse but Sunija was truly over the moon! She was the House Captain and she led us straight to victory. All our fellow St. Ann-ites will know exactly what I mean because of just how competitive our inter-house competitions would get. The thrill, the happiness, and almost disbelief we felt that day was certainly one of the high points in our lives up until then. That year, way back in 1985-86, Sunija and I spent a lot of precious time together through participation in sports, and theatre. We made memories together that have truly stood the test of time. As would happen in the pre-internet era, we slowly lost touch after school. But thanks to our School Reunion Facebook Group, we reconnected in 2011. As adults, we not only discovered a shared love of movies and cricket, but also a passion for politics and shared human values. My respect and affection for Sunija grew leaps and bounds. She lives by her ideals and is never afraid to be vocal about them. We met in person again after decades in April 2023. Sunija is such a warm and welcoming person and that really shone through. She was full of excitement at the idea of having a mini-Annite get-together. At very short notice, she hosted 10 of us boisterous ladies and made her famous biryani. She gave me the honour of mixing the biryani and having the first bite, and let me tell you it was one of the best biryanis I ever had! High praise from a Hyderabadi, as we all know. In 2024, I was diagnosed with a serious autoimmune condition. The minute she heard, she reached out, speaking to me, texting, and insisting I come to the US and stay with her, and assuring me that we would figure out a way forward together. If I wasn’t sending regular texts, she’d call to check if all was okay. I am blessed to have a person like Sunija in my life. In July 2025, when I suffered an ankle injury, she wrote: “Next year is our school batch’s 40th anniversary. Goal is for you to be as healthy as can be ♥️♥️” She was so looking forward to 2026. What I wouldn't give to have that reunion and to laugh about how Roses never deserved to win, to gloat about Pansies, and to hug her one more time. She was truly one of a kind. Full of love to give. Sensitive. Intelligent. Encouraging. Supportive. Rarest of the rare. ♥️ At the end of our catch up in 2023, when we were leaving Sunija & I started singing our school song - me more loud and boisterous, but true to form, Sunija sounded soft, gentle and lilting. Love you Sunija and I sure hope to meet you someday, sometime, somewhere. Cannot wait to sing our hearts out together, and for you to be yet again with the thunderous applause you deserve. Take a bow.

I met Sunija at a baby shower when she had just moved to Denver, and we quickly bonded over having sons around the same age. The boys were always glued together. What started as playdates and birthday parties grew into something much deeper as our families became close in the most natural way. We have had some of the most beautiful memories together. I remember attending Sahil’s kindergarten graduation. Sunija was such a unique soul. She had this elder sisterly touch in her. Always advising and guiding me. Her home was always open, and she loved having everyone over, cooking the most incredible biryani. She was kind and generous, always there when it mattered, and brought comfort to those around her. Sunija you will be deeply missed, until we meet on the other side……

Sunija was my sister and someone I could always rely on no matter what. Last year I had a health crisis and she stood by me like a rock when I was at my most vulnerable. She was someone who truly lived life to the fullest and made everyone feel included. She treated my mom like her own and was a cheerleader for my kids. All the pictures of my family are from her and she created so many precious memories for us. The hours would easily slip by whenever we talked and we both shared a passion for sarees and old Hindi songs that we would watch for hours on end. Whatever I did in the kitchen on a whim she always would say “entha bagundo kada”. She could brighten up any room she was in and her laugh, smile, and hugs are something I can never forget. She taught me how to celebrate life even in the smallest things. That is something I will hold in my heart for life ❣️

For my first Diwali celebration ever, ma helped me pick out my lehenga and get ready for the party. From helping me fix my dupatta to introducing me to everyone at the celebration, she was there by my side making me and everyone around her smile. Everything was so new to me, but she guided me the whole night and made me feel a part of the family at every moment. It was my first big celebration together with the family, and I will always think back to that whole weekend whenever I need to smile. I will forever be grateful for her love, support, and inclusion. She could make anyone feel seen and supported. It is a gift to know someone so special, intelligent, compassionate, and outgoing. Her kindness and bright personality warmed my heart. She always cheered me on through every event, and I will always celebrate her and her accomplishments. I will cherish our memories forever. Love you with all my heart ma ❤️

Friends are the family we get to choose and I’m so glad that we chose each other. These past eight years passed so quick and happy with you.. A woman who introduced me to sisterhood.. our tribe.. Saree Connection.. You are the extraordinary friend who prioritized my birthday celebration over the business meetings, a gesture that will forever be etched in my heart. Walking the rest of the path of our friendship alone is heartbreaking. I will miss you more than words can ever say. Thank you Sunija for the boundless love, the treasured friendship, and the unforgettable memories. You will eternally shine in my heart. My dear Sunija, you gone from our sight, but never from our heart.. Your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure.

Sunija was my strength in my darkest hours. When I had my angiogram two years ago, she stayed up the entire nigh - just being there for me, holding me together even from afar. And 25 years ago, when I was struggling through a long illness, she never stopped calling, never stopped checking, never stopped caring. She didn’t just stand by me… she carried me through some of the hardest moments of my life. She was the best ever

I last saw Sunija at Neal’s wedding, and she would help me get my daughters ready before she got herself ready. She took so much time to get their outfits just so perfect, putting all her heart in it. She was a wonderful listener and an amazing friend.

November 2007 was a difficult time—my mother-in-law had just passed away, and while Sameer was in India, I was staying with my dear friend Priya. Thanksgiving was approaching, and there was a gathering at Sunija’s home. I didn’t know her well and felt a bit hesitant about going. But Priya gently insisted, saying, “You’ll love her—just come. And if you feel uncomfortable, we’ll head back home.” I went, unsure of what to expect. The moment I met Sunija, she welcomed me with the warmest hug and an openness that instantly put me at ease. With a smile, she said, “Thanksgiving is for family—how can you be home by yourself?” That moment changed everything. What began that evening grew into a beautiful friendship—filled with laughter, countless parties, birthday celebrations, our kids’ sleepovers, and so many cherished memories in between. Sahil and Mihir, I want you to know that your mom had a rare gift—she made people feel seen, held, and like they belonged. That one hug she gave me years ago stayed with me, and it is something I will carry forever. If there’s one thing to hold close, it is this: her warmth, her kindness, and her way of bringing people together lives on through both of you. And in every gathering, every shared laugh, and every act of love—you will find her there

I’ve had some of the best conversations with Sunu since our college days. From pure mathematics to cinema reviews, to the silliest jokes to long discussions about career, parenthood, and life. She was always genuinely happy to hear from me, and would just quietly be there for me, thats a precious kind of friendship I will treasure. Missing you. Rest in peace, dearest Sunu.

वो रेशम के लिबासों में एक महक छोड़ गई, हवाओं में अपनी हँसी की एक नज़ाकत छोड़ गई। सुना है अब वो सितारों के पार बसती है, मगर हर एक साड़ी में अपनी झलक छोड़ गई। To Sunija and her love of sarees…..

More Than a Friend, My Soul! We met at a friend’s house, and from that day on, we became inseparable. We built a lifetime of memories together—taking our kids to the park, museums, the zoo, and baseball games. We went camping, spent hours talking about life, and shared so many laughs during our shopping trips and late-night Thanksgiving outings. You were always so positive—my supporter, my guide, my sister. You listened to my problems and always had a way of making things better. We shared secrets, dreams, and so much of our lives. You were a cheerleader for both my daughters, always pampering them and loving them like your own. You were their second mom, and they will miss you deeply. Sunija, bhulana tha… par aise nahin. I never imagined a day where I would have to live without you like this. I wish things had been different, I wish I had more time. I’m grateful I got to see you one last time, but my heart still longs for you. I will miss you more than words can ever say. Thank you for the love, the friendship, and the memories. You will always live in my heart. Rest in peace, my sister. Sonali!!!!🙏😢

Even before her well documented saree journey in Houston, I used to notice this pretty lady with the most beautiful sarees, worn with utmost elegance at those big desi parties in Denver. Her long luscious tresses, large kajal lined eyes and the ready pearly smile would light up any room she was in. It was I who approached her at one of these parties and was surprised how readily we both got along, no awkwardness no distracted responses…just a simple smooth conversation. That we are both chatterboxes, should definitely have something to do with it. I had lived in Colorado for quite a few years at that time, but remarkably, when I think back, it was Sunija who introduced me to the idea of hiking. She told me how she and her 3 boys would often go climbing the Castle Rock on the weekends after breakfast. I loved that idea so much, it stayed with me… till my little one was 3, and one day I just bullied my boys to do that hike. The rest as they say is history! Oh Sunija, I am so heartbroken…I want you to know that wherever you are, you are also in my ♥️

Sunija.. I will miss you dearly. We connected more closely for our love for travel. Curiosity of countries we visited.. She inquired with me about Africa, Chile and Peru hikes. She also sent me a blog to write about my work outs and asking me to share my travel and fitness journey with others. Always a bright personality, a positive feedback.. Always inquiring. Sunija- I will honor you by making the mutton Biriyani Recipe you shared and of course wearing Sarees!

I met Sunija in Denver shortly after we moved into our home. I was sitting on the front steps watching my kids play when a car pulled over, and she stepped out, walked up to me, and asked if I was from India. That simple moment marked the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Sunija and Mateen lived just behind our house, and from then on, we were inseparable. We shared daily conversations, laughter, and so many special moments with our families. When I was pregnant, Sunija cared for me like a younger sister, always thoughtful, always there. She introduced me to the rich flavors of Hyderabad cuisine, filling our time together with delicious meals and warm memories. Her kindness, generosity, and presence in my life meant so much to me. I will carry her in my heart always.