Time flies fast... Still it is hard to believe mama is no more. May his soul attain मोक्ष 

Time flies fast - but memories never fade. I miss mama & his witty anecdotes. Every time I visit Whitehall gardens , my eyes naturally searches for mama till I realise he is no more. May his soul rest in peace.

I had the same experience as C.S. Ramesh when Mama and mami hosted me during my two days stay in London making me feel very much at home and providing guidance for touring London. I will cherish the memory fondly
Swami Nathan

It's been a year since mama left us. A pillar of the community, we always felt very welcome at Whitehall Gardens, full of mama's ready wit and humour and mami's warmth. Always came out smiling. I hope i can follow his lead and do my bit for the community. He is missed by all of us.

just am at a program by visaka Hari called entharomahanubhava about great people: Maniam mama aptly qualified for that in his generosity and cheerfulness and ability to bring comfort to several : he is dearly missed by us all: RIP

The first time I met mama was during Rupa and Mohan's wedding. Even in the middle of the wedding rush and excitement, mama took the time to talk to all of us and personally invited each of us to the wedding. I was very impressed by mama's cordiality and hospitality. After that I have met mama several times in PA. We have shared many stories of Calcutta and as a fellow Calcuttan, I always felt that common bondage with mama. We had known many of the same people and his Calcutta stories were always fascinating and hilarious. It was a pleasure knowing you, mama. You are surely missed.

I first met mama ten years ago just as Rupa was joining our family - I was astounded by his energy, quick wit and enthusiasm for life. His legacy as a loving and caring husband, father and grandfather will live on.

Vivek & Mitra

It was a shock to hear that Chittappa passed. He called me before leaving for London and we had a long chat. I cherished the visits and phone conversations we had, he always made me feel so special.
Chittappa lived a very good life, his work here was over and he shed this body. His soul lives on. My condolence to the family, be strong knowing his soul is free.

Dearest Rohini, such very sad news - sending you all our love and prayers to you and your family at this time.
Rowzat, Jeremy and Zara xxx

We had the best of our times with Mama and Mami while we were hosted during our stay in 2013 at London.
He would ensure that we discuss our day's plans and he would add suggestions and make it easier.
He had lots of memories to share about his job and experiences in the initial days of stay at London.
We surely miss him.
May his soul rest in peace.

Posting this tribute on behalf of my maternal uncle Raju and Olga. Raju remembers spending an entire summer in Calcutta with Mani and later with the family in London. He is deeply shocked at the passing of Mani and will always remember the great times he has shared with him. He and Olga offer their condolences to the entire family.

Words will be inadequate to offer my tribute to a very special person in my life, my chittappa Manian, who in my baby babble I called “pittappa”. We shared a very special bond as uncle and niece. As shared by my parents, of times before his marriage to my chitti, Shantha, he shared a very special relationship with me. As a daily ritual, I would be the first to bring all his belongings that he would take to work in the morning. Among all the pairs of footwear lined by the door, I would correctly pick his pair, wipe it with my dress, carry on my head and bring it for him to wear. I would wait by the door eagerly every evening for him to return from work and insist that I be picked up first. No matter how tired he was, he would first pick me up even before his evening drink. My chittappa was always dressed in fine white and light colored suits for his meetings at the Calcutta (Kolkatta) club and I would be chasing him with dirty fingers trying to reach him and follow him around the house to take me along. He always carried me all over the streets of Calcutta and he fondly mentioned that people thought I was his daughter and ruined his matrimonial prospects!! Even after my chittappa moved to London our interaction when we met always ignited the same love and fondness and that is the memory that I will live with. While I am so sad and will miss him so dearly, he will remain my dear “pittappa” always!
Radha

Very sad to even write this tribute. I have very special and fond memories of my chittappa with whom I shared a relationship of trust and fondness. He had an amazing presence among his niece and nephews and very animated laugh. He would make us forget our complaints and quickly distract, a great talent! Will miss him very dearly and cherish all the great moments we have shared with him. It will never be the same without you.......

i will always remember mama for his twinkling eyes and cheeky smile - you might initially think he was the quiet one but there was always a dry infectious humour and a witty comment waiting to come out. i remember the many discussions in the 90s on his early career in India and then his Bechtel experiences in his front room - we must bored others but he patiently regaled me with his stories. The other overriding memory of mama was his willingness with mama to have their house open to all - from the badminton evenings, navarathri, new year celebrations etc - at times there must have been approaching 75 people but there was always only a welcoming smile, warmth and plenty of food - its rare to find this kind of hospitality today. Whitehall gardens won't be the same without him - his soul has moved on but i hope and pray those left behind have the strength to cope. Hari & Jayashree.

It was a rude shock when we heard that Manian mama left for Heavenlyabode. For us, London will never be the same without mama. A very friendly pleasant person with uunpretentious smile from the depth of the heart, whose company puts anyone at ease. He had all friends and no enemies. Seemingly a quiet person, but a very good conversationalist with excellent sense of humour. A selflelss person who always put the interest of his family and friends ahead of his own. When we visited mama's house prior to leaving London we told him that in 2016 summer we will visit London and stay with mama and mami and a lot of time with them. But, how unfortunate, that was never to happen. However, memories of the moments we spent with mama will always remain with us as the aroma of the coffee that he used to make for us every time we visited him.

We - Uma and I - met mama and mami in May 2006 when they visited our home in Yardley, USA - that was before Rupa was married to Mohan, my brother. 

I had a lot of connections with mama - he worked in the same building in Worli, Mumbai where I worked before emigrating to USA, and we shared common interests in cricket and other topics. 

It was always a pleasure to meet mama during his visits to USA - he was a very gentle soul, and we will miss his company.

Still vividly recall the moment he left our house after dinner in Oct. 2015 - never imagined that will be the last time we will see him in person. 

May his soul rest in peace.

This is for our mani mama whom I remember as one who has always been my mother's greatest support in her hours of need....may his soul rest in peace...

Whenever I think of Manian mama, a warm smiling face comes to mind. Mama gave so much to help others. His family was the first family I met when I came to London. I knew almost no one when I first moved to London, but mama and his family helped me settle well here and make innumerable friends over the years. I will always cherish my friendship with him and his family and will always be grateful for all their kindness to me and my family. I first met mama in a badminton court in the Acton School 20 years ago, but his soft cheerful welcoming words ring in my ears even today. My tala deepavali was celebrated at mama's house. Kalpana and I have been at numerous new year parties at his place. Mama always enlivened the conversations at these get togethers with his sense of humor and ability to mix with any group. He could fit into any discussions - be it with a child, a young couple or an older person. Everyone had something to share with mama and mama always responded to everyone was though he was their age. Kalpana and I will miss seeing him at Navaratri get togethers in our house. The last time I saw him in the hospital, he was extremely weak and couldn't speak clearly. But that didn't stop him from thinking about others - he enquired about my parents and Kalpana's parents. I know wherever mama is, he is making a positive difference to everyone there just as he has done here.  May his soul rest in peace. We pray that god gives his family the courage to bear this loss. Shiva and Kalpana

I don't remember the first time, but I do remember the last time which was 5th July when I came to bid goodbye to you before you left for States. I can't still believe that it would be the the last time that I speak to you in person. Will miss you terribly mama.I will never forget the many times that you used to pick the phone and we would exchange some pleasantries and you would dutifully hand over the telephone to mami. The many occasions I ate at yours and had a good time is countless. All I can say is you will be sorely missed by me and I will remember your smile forever.

I have very fond memories of Mama. While I have interacted with him on many occasions, I particularly remember the time when we acted in a Tamil drama during the early 1990s and the many hours that we spent during rehearsals and preparing for the big moment on stage. He was always very warm, approachable and most interesting to converse with. My sincere condolence to the family on their great loss. May his soul rest in peace.

May you and your entire family find support and comfort, and may your father's soul rest in eternal peace.

Hi Rupa and Mohan, My sincere condolences to you, your mother and all of your family ! It was great that I saw him at your house not too long ago. May his soul rest in peace!!

Mama had a way of making me feel as though I knew him all my life. His ability to tell stories about Calcutta and relate it to my experiences there is incredible. He was able to connect well and when I left the home, it was always with a feeling of missing a dear relative. Will miss seeing and interacting with you, Mama.

I got to know mama, mami and the family when we started playing badminton, in 1995, on Saturday evenings and then when Rupa and I served on the SIS committee from 1996 to 1997. During these days, I can remember the numerous times when mama and mami hosted us at their house for lunch and dinner. I have fond memories of mama since those days and my condolences to the family on the loss of a wonderful person.

The association with K S Manian began in 1979, first a chance meeting in a visit to a temple near London. He and Shantha Manian made an immediate connection with me and later I became a frequent visitor to their house. The warmth they showered on a stranger at that time was something which will remain as sweet moments in my life even after nearly four decades. Playing and talking with Hamsa, Rupa and Shriram was always fun. The philosophical approach to life by the Late Manian was a big lesson for me. Myself and my friend Muraleedharan were frequent visitor during the 3 years from 1979. He and Mrs Manian were the catalyst for my marriage to Jayshri.

My friend Muraleedharan and his wife Omana were fortunate to call on him during last few months. A great soul, a very loving human being, rare to find these days will be missed. May the almighty give strength to his family.

Prof K Kannan