Two little wrinkled eyes,
somewhat sleepy too, waiting for my arrival whenever I was late. The
affectionate hands always ready to give me a nice head massage and kick that
headache away. My true knight in shining armor, only she had the power to save me
from my dad's wrath, even when I did something terribly wrong. My savior when I
got really bad grades to even wring my mom's moods. Such is the love of grandma,
totally unconditional and colossal. If you have got grandma, you must be
knowing the feeling of being pampered and spoilt even if you are not worth it.
Walking through the drawing room
is never gonna be same. Because there will be no one now to call my name again
and again until I reach her bed post. Because there will be no one who will
talk endlessly to me, without listening to my statements, sometimes irritating
me but all the time giving endless love. There will be no one who will complain
about the salt and spices in the food. There will be no one who will drag the
whole house to watch the Mahabharat episode.
Today even after 2 years, since
she left us, Dadi ka room has always been and will be Dadi ka room, Dadi ka bed
has always been and always will be Dadi ka bed. Slowly we all have become
accustomed to live without her but she has been and always will be present in
all our joys and celebrations, in our present and future not just as a name but
a memory which remains alive as long as we are!
