Our thoughts, prayers and sympathy are with the Dhanraj family for your lose.
Please know we only a phone call away
Shane & Carla Roshan
Aunty Tara was a favourite Aunt of mine, and it was always so nice and fun to be with her.
Even as an older teenage, when I lived in Canada, I would always ride my bike to spend time her and Karen and Desi.
She always made her home a very nice place to be.
That is because she was always such a nice person to be with.
I will miss Aunty Tara a lot. We all will.
Let us pray for her soul. I am sure that her balance of karma is extremely one-sided in her favour.
Love,
Kirk, Mona and Janak
Like most of us here, I can’t remember a time in my life when Auntie Tara wasn’t there. Of course, this isn’t true for Uncle Persaud – I still remember one of our many surprise visits to their house on our trip to Canada a couple of years ago, when he told us the funny and very touching story about how he met and fell in love with Auntie Tara. But, like Karen and Desmond, I can’t remember my own life without her. And for all of us here, a life without Auntie Tara now is unimaginable.
As a child, as a teenager, and then even as an adult, I was always making surprise visits to Auntie Tara’s house – first with Mom, Dad, and Kirk, sometimes all by myself, and then finally with Deboleena, Kheyal, and Koan. Auntie Tara and Uncle Persaud always made us feel welcome – they never made us feel that we were interrupting them or that it was not good time for us to visit. They always made me feel that their home was my home.
Some of my earliest memories are with Auntie Tara at their apartment on Lawrence Avenue. Whenever we visited them, Kirk, Karen, and I would ask if we could look at the traffic on the street below from their balcony – in my earliest memories, Desmond was still a baby, but he would join us on the balcony soon enough. Kirk was tall enough to look over the balcony wall, but Karen and I had to look through the small gap between the balcony wall and the floor. So, whenever we asked, Auntie Tara would stop what she was doing, clean the balcony rug, and put it down for us to lie on our stomachs and look at the traffic go by.
I don’t know how many times Auntie Tara cleaned that rug for us. But I feel as though she spent her whole life making us feel welcome in one way or another, making us feel – making our entire family feel – that her home was our home, too.
We will miss you, Auntie Tara – your voice, your laughter, your welcoming touch. We’re so sorry that we can’t be there to commemorate your life and to share our grief with the rest of the family, but we will make sure to pass the love that you gave us on to each other and to everyone else in our lives. You gave us so much to share.
Love,
Sean, Deboleena, Kheyal, and Koan
I met Auntie Tara 30 years ago when I started dating her nephew Sean Meighoo. From the moment I met her, she made me feel as though I was part of the family. Her kindness radiated beyond her immediate family and her laughter brightened the spirits of all who met her. Going to to miss her dearly.
Dear Deo, Karen, Desi, Char and Family, Sending our love and strength. May the beautiful memories of Tara bring you comfort always. She was so kind and dear to all of us. Our kids will always remember Grandma Tara’s love and excitement for life. Her beautiful smile and warmth will always be cherished by our family. ❤️ Amelia, Wayne, Sienna, Nicholas and Alyssia