MY CARESSING GRANDMOTHER

Grandmothers holds our tiny tiny hands for a while but our hearts forever. My grandmother was my life but unfortunately my life was segregated from me. She was prodigy for me. Two days before i went to meet her and she promised me , soothened me that on Wednesday she will come to meet me. I was in school. While coming back , in bus we all friends were discussing on our grandparents. Some of my friends had them and some didn't. I felt sorry for them who didn't had. Oh God!.... When i got down from bus a great shiver traveled in my spine . Goosebumps were set up in my body. Enormous number of people had gathered at my house. A lot of hustle and bustle was going on . I could not understand what was happening. I went inside. Tears dwelled up in my eyes. You know my love came to meet me ,even though not on Wednesday .  But ....
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she was motionless. Everybody was crying . Tears dwelled in my eyes by not seeing my grandmother but seeing my  family weeping. I could not make out what was going on in my house....
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My mom ... my dad... my uncle ... my aunt.......
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.they were saying that my grandmother has left me . She has gone . Left us forever. I had no sense . I was not able to understand. I thought that may be she has went somewhere for two to three days and will come back again to meet me on Wednesday only. They even buried her in front of my eyes. Then also i could not deduce what was happening. I did not believe anyone that my love is no more with me. I still have a faith somewhere in my heart that she  is with me. Sometimes even today it seems me that my dada (i used to to call my grandmother as dada not dadi  don't know why?) is alive and on Wednesday she will definitely come to meet me . I was waiting.... i am still waiting and...will keep waiting.

All this is my real story which happened on 18 September 2010..
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THE SORROW WE FEEL WHEN WE LOSE A LOVED ONE IS THE PRICE WE PAY TO HAVE HAD THEM IN OUR BEAUTIFUL LIFE..
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.. On Having One:
We should all have one person who knows how to bless us despite the evidence, Grandmother was that person to me.

..COMPOSED BY
SONIA PARUTHI
AMENITY  PUBLIC  SCHOOL.
THANKYOU..