Grandma

My child wanted to see her grandmother after two years of her death. How I could her make understand that her dear granny had died. She was no longer. I too tired of wearing her scarf and talking like her so that my child wouldn’t cry. I sometimes, too, miss her but berate it silently.

Today, she compulsorily took a promise from me that grandma would come to meet her in the park. God knows! How it all would happen.

Instead of sitting in one place, I would like to take a short walk so that my mind too, start working. As my legs moved, the scarf of my mum’s flung high in the sky with the wind. I ran behind it. the scarf went into a desert place. I was not new to the park but must be of this secret chamber.

Finally, the scarf settled down on the mirror. I hiccoughed and inhaled profusely. My hand reached for the scarf and looked into the mirror.

The mirror was large, scintillating and looking at me. the sunlight was directly reflecting at my face from the mirror, making my face more handsome than ever. I tied the scarf around my neck as my mother used to do. I inherited the good looks from her.

As I tied the scarf around my neck, my own reflection disappeared for a while and mum appeared. She was in the mirror. I moved my hand towards her but her image evaporated. I took my hand back and she was again inside.

Then I heard my child along with my wife calling my name. I thought to use the mirror to make my child convinced. I called their names and they walked towards me.

My wife looked at me hopelessly but I winked at her. So, she smiled but indicated to me not to do such things in front of their child which shocked me. I did not feel the right time to explain this to her. So, I ignored it.

I concentrated again on the mirror and untied the scarf to hang it around my child’s neck. my child got too happy when she saw her grandma in her early sixties looking at her. Although, the mirror was blank for my eyes and I made my wife aware of the whole situation.

Many days passed, my child daily come to see her grandma but a day came when she fell ill and want her granny beside her bed. We again felt helpless.

Her health deteriorated every day. The mirror also got vanished from the place. Maybe someone had taken it. and one night, I felt her presence.

The next day, I knew that my child became healthier as everything was magic.

Well, whatever it is, my daughter never asked for her granny but always get satisfied with the scarf around her neck