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Children Stories Drama Tragedy

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Deepti Kolte

Children Stories Drama Tragedy

My Grandma Expired Today…

My Grandma Expired Today…

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I was woken up by this news.. I didn’t react to it then. The brain had gone numb and tears have an uncanny characteristic of clouding up inside before pouring out. So I took quite a while before showing any visible reaction…but I knew my heart was crying out aloud within..only I couldn’t sense it that time.


As the moments turned into half a day...I was quivering with the uncomfortable quiet and the unpleasant stillness I was feeling around me that was interspersed with my Grandma’s memories.


So, I stepped out. Sitting in a café venting out my tears through words and trying to conceal them with my fake specs, watching some kids play from the café corridors; kids of the construction workers.


I was very close to my Grandma. She used to get the utmost joy after feeding me not just the kid me but the adult me too (I was always her dearest grandChild) until a couple of months back when I last met her. Poliche Ladoo, Sabudana Khichdi, Batatyachi Bhaji, Besanache Ladoo, Chakli, Limbacha loncha..she was the best cook. The epitome of the selfless love, always cheerful and smiling, the Purest Soul; untouched by the bad around. She was always who she was.


On any other day, I would have smiled looking at those kids, jumping around playfully. But today isn’t just any other day. Though their innocent joy which looked independent of their circumstances did interrupt my grief for a while.


They made me say it out loud in my mind, even when it rains, there is shade somewhere. It’s all there within you and you only need to unbundle it.


We all are going to take our last breath someday and we can’t decide when but we sure can decide how to live until that last breath.


My Grandma is gone but she lives in the love she has given me. I am going to go now to give some of it to those kids..while my eyes refuse to dry up.


Meanwhile, can you convert your grief into joy?



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