There are some movement in life that stay with you forever. They may be good or sad.
I still remember those evening. When I was around 9 or 10 years old. A very calm and quiet evening where everything was going good. I was preparing tea for me and my grandpa. Then I went to nearby shop to bring biscuits and cigrate for his, after this we both drink the tea together. It was my simple evening routine.
I love my grandpa very much. I have a elder brother but I was more close to him.
So what happenes onces when I was gone to my nani's house for my Summer vacation .I buyed a ring in the fair for my grandpa. My grandpa wear that type of ring. So I had buy it for him. That day I was very happy thinking about ' when I will go home and give the ring to grandpa,' I was imagining her happy face and his hand when he wear the ring.
It was not just a ring. It was my love and respect.
I want to give that ring soon to my grandpa but "God had different plan"...
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So what happens next. One lazy Summer morning when I was in my nani's house . It was around 5am when I was sleeping, suddenly the phone rings.
I was in sleep I pick up the call and I hear a new and my eyes flew open and sleep gone like it was not there. "My grandpa was no more".l was half unconsious. My mind was blank and can't imagin what was happing. Till now also it is the worstest part of my life . I never forgot it. Soon i was taken to my house where eveyone was gathered. I See my mother sitting near him and crying. The room felt heavier, like the silence itself was grieving. He was laying so still, as if the world had quietly forgotten to Wake up.
"I remember the day when a came back home from nani's house, my grandpa was working in fields behind our house I ran there to meet him and I had bring biscuits and sweet for him. He was very happy to see me. " But now wake up to reality, he was no more...
After some time grandpa was taken. He was gently lowered into the earth, as Loved ones stood in silence, holding back tears. Through the window I was watching them Silently, deeply effected. I was too small that time.
In evening I was sitting alone in the backyard watching the sunset, the ring was in my hand, I was watching it again again and thinging that day when I buyed the ring I was very happy to give him but now it become I dream.
I still have that ring, whenever I see it I remember all tose incidents and emotion.
I never give that ring to my grandpa I regrets for it.
But I learned aa lesson.....
(If you Love someone then confess it otherwise you will loss them)