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I always thought or was made to believe that love has only one form but I realized it later that it was wrong. Love is not something when you expect in return it shines, it reflects, it pours, it glorifies.....

I never gave him anything in return although I felt thankful for him. He gave me life, he took care of my needs, he was the one why I was able to complete my education, and I in return was helpless. When we complained about minute petty things, he smiled but never screamed. He always wished me, blessed me, but I never did.

He was using the same eye glasses that he used since 10 years. He never took care of himself, and made himself prone to illness. Whereas, I enjoyed my adolescence with having the least idea how difficult it was for him.

It was in December. My parents had just been to village. and he was admitted to the hospital. again I thought he'll be stable. He was on ventilator. we were waiting to see him, It was my turn, I went in and saw him struggling to breath, I saw him helpless, I saw him in a bad condition that I never expected from him. I hold his hand and started crying.

Then suddenly one day, one night when I was at home, looking after my little sibling I got the news that he's no more. I felt angry, pain, devastating, I didn't knew how to react for a second. because he was my Late Grandfather ❤️.... Who left us all on 21st January 2020.

From seeing his bravery, to admiring him, his aura, his personality, his voice, his teachings, his writings are still stored deep inside my heart forever. but that was the day I realized what true love is and how deep the pain his in love....

Please come back if you can, I promise I won't trouble you, I promise I'll be a good grand child just come back once please 🙏

You're the man of words, man of bravery, man of courage, man of love.

I love you alot Daddu,
Your's Beba


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Very nicely written, Roma. Your love for your grandpa was evident in the lines you scripted.I've had the same experience when I was a kid. My grandfather passed away battling with lung cancer when I was in my third grade.
launchora_imgRoma singh
4 years ago
hey, that's really sad.... and yes he was a man with the golden heart ?.... just don't worry he is there around us still protecting us, blessing us.... ❤️
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