Features Friday, March 27, 2015 - 05:30
The News Minute | March 17, 2015 | 04:49 pm IST On March 13, Suzette Katrina Jordan succumbed to meningoencephalitis. The forty-year-old, who did not want to be known as the "Park Street Rape Victim", was a loving mother, a doting friend, a strong woman who refused to bow down to the adversities in life.  In the past few days, a lot has been written about Suzette by people who knew her and had interacted with her. However, a moving essay written by Suzette's daughter, which was published recently, brings out a side of Suzette which perhaps not many outside her family knew of.  Titled "My Mother, Suzette Jordan", the blog was first published in The Ladies Finger, which states that a version of the essay had initially been written for a school assignment shortly before Suzette's death. In what now seems like a fitting tribute to her mother Suzette, Rhea Jordan, a student who lives in Kolkata, writes about her "mama"- "the only person I dreamed to be like". "She had her bad days, never completed her education, she’d drink, she’d smoke, she’d sometimes get into my clothes too, she had 21 tattoos and a whole lot of scars from mutilation, she was a rebel, she never had a permanent job. But my mother was one of a kind. She taught me to believe in myself," Rhea writes. She goes on to say, "Suzette Katrina Jordan was my Mama’s name. She had her own perspective, her own logic as to how life should be lived. She was incontestably stubborn and unbelievably broad-minded. She believed in being real, like the beauty of waking up at noon and looking ugly from the smeared makeup..." "Mama taught me to stay humble, “No matter how much money, pride or ego we have, all our coffins are made the same size,” she adds. Rhea concludes her piece by asking, "When I grow up I want to be like my Mother, be REAL. Would you dare to? What do you have to lose?" Read Rhea's full essay here. Tweet Follow @thenewsminute Also read: Suzette did not want to be called a rape victim, but the system stripped her of her dignity: A friend writes