Nothing in the world can be as beautiful as the love of grandparents.
I am blessed child by the unconditional love. We are 7 cousins and among all I am favourite of my Grandpa, this is the priciest possession of me . Not everything I have penned down in my heart but there are many beautiful memories I have with them. Mamma loves me now but she says when I was born, only my grandpa was most happy .All others were expecting a baby boy. Then to my memories I remember is I spend many afternoons of my childhood with my Grandpa listening Stories of A bird ,calculating maths sum , learning to face life politely and having faith in God . Whenever I am sick, my grandpa got worried and pampered me. I also remember during early winter school days while going to school I visited him for seeking his blessings and then he made sure I have put on woollens, socks and scarfs. Every day he asks me if I take my meal on time or not. He is reason of my smiles. Every Sunday I used to go to factory with him. I used to play in sand there. And he used to talk with his friends there .After few hours of working and watering plants we had lunch together and then We had a noon nap in the factory old styles semi furnished room . I remember the tea we had in evening and also he arranged biscuits for me from the nearby shop. He also told me during one of my visits that when he was Young He had a dog in the factory and he was very close to that dog .He gave him biscuits and also other meals. That dog too loved grandpa. And in return whenever grandpa came in morning to factory he used to come near his feet’s and shower his affection by licking his lips. Grandpa bought him sweets every morning so eagerly waited for sweets and once he had his sweets he went to gate and sat there to his duty gazing at every member who came in and went out. I listened him very curiously and questioned where the dog is now? Then grandpa told me that one morning when he arrived, the dog was missing. He was very cute Dog with long hair and brown eyes and due to regular care of grandpa in form of sweets and chapattis he became very big .He remind at Gate to inspect the factory and also in one of a robbery he helped cops to find the thieve of the neighbouring factory, so many people had eye on him and he believed that one of the Nepal servant who stayed in the marble mine factory took it to Nepal. I was happy to hear this and I know he missed him very much. By this dog story I recalled a dog story mom told me in childhood. There was a dog that lived in Grandpa (mamma’s dad) home. Mom loved him very much but one day he bit my uncle (mamma’s brother) and then with a heavy heart mom have to send it away from home, because she loved her brother very much and everyone in family taught that this dog can be dangerous . Actually it was uncle’s fault he tease the dog very much so being frustrated he bit him.
So mamma left him too far away. But the dog came back by the evening smelling. So one day mamma took the dog to a different village and left him there then he never came back and still he was missed. Dogs always love creatures. Coming back to the blog what I recall again is time I spend with my grandparents when I was five and mamma went to Assam leaving me alone .I thought then that she never loved me. Then I recall is how my granny taught me cooking, making round chapattis and preparing dough. My granny also taught me sewing clothes and many other little things. She was always polite and had great experience from her life so learning from her was interesting. One time she was sick due to Asthma attacks and was admit in hospital for five days, this was the time I noticed her and the happiness and pain of life. The fear that one day they will leave me because death is a truth. At their old age many times I feel broken that why they are sick and many times I feel that if they die they will be at peace rather than facing the pain ,the being machines making noise to their ears , that injections in hands ,that daily insulin for diabetes, that oxygen mask causing an irritation , that breathing pipes entering the noise, the time when they feel most helpless . Old age took the long hair of my granny and also gave a white colour to the remaining short ones and also her teeth are no more .She can’t eat spicy food because it causes mouth ulcer. She can’t eat hard food because 0f missing teeth And with old age my fashion loving grandma can now wear only pure cotton saris as other fabric causes allergy to her skin. At this age when she should be taken care of, she feels depressed because there was time she was strong enough to feed the whole village by alone. She feels helpless. Many times the blood pressure of grandpas reaches high and sugar level crosses minimum limit. That shivering in his body scares me as if it is his last breath …. and then words of care in his mouth taking the family to stay happily after he is gone makes me cry. At that time I recall the laughter of my childhood playing with them, the almonds and rising they got me, the scolding that he offered to parents saving me …..I love them and don’t want to lose them and see in pain. They sing Devotional aartis and passes time performing kirtan. All I want is their happiness so I am writing their blog as a letter to God …. Dear God, Take care of them, I am their grandchild and they are yours child and so know the best way to keep them happy …
Smile of My Grandparents is the strength in me ..