She was the best friend I had in my childhood! I called her Maa because my dad called her Maa too and so did my other brothers and sisters. She was my Grandmother.
Simple and very uncomplicated. I and Vicky Bhai (my cousin brother) were her favorite kids in the home.
Those days are memories painted with gold truly.
I and Maa use to go to temple early in the morning.I remember she taught me simple household chores with great love and care.
When I was in fourth standard I with my parents shifted to a new house and Maa was staying with Taiji and Tauji.
While going to school I would travel in a rickshaw and pass the old house and Maa would sit in the balcony early morning every day just to wave at me and Alok in the rickshaw. And then everyday after I school would go and meet her and we would eat samosa’s together. Both of us use to simply love it.
Maa had really pampered me like all the grandparents do.
When I was in eighth standard Maa left us all.That was the first death I had ever seen.By that age I knew no one comes back but I could not believe it that she’s no more!
I remember I kept staring at the dead body for a long time and then papa just took me in the other room.I was hoping she gets up!
For some years I really missed her and she would come in my dreams too.I would be so happy, overwhelmed to see her in my dreams. As if I met her in my real life too.And what was amazing she would talk to me,guide me in whatever was happening in my life. It was unbelievable. Sometimes the dreams look like a greater reality than reality itself.
But as some years passed I don’t see her now in my dreams anymore.
At times I really wish that if she was with us today I could have done so much more for her and be with her.
But she had suffered a lot in her last days and was very ill. So may be god had a better home for her without any pains.
She loved mangoes.Even today at times I think of her while having a mango and in her last days she could not eat mango because of her illness.When I think of this I really feel sad about it.
I still Miss her!!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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2 comments:
very good. Somethings never come back. Jaane kahan gaye woh din.
Hmmn.Good things never come back.:)
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