Memoirs of my grandfather
Dear Daddy, It has been a year since you left us. I don’t know where to start this, but recently we visited India and stayed in your room. It was a very weird feeling when I first entered into your room. I could still feel your presence and aura. It was a rollercoaster of emotions for me since I never saw your room and the house so deserted, especially with you not being there anymore. Every night when we were about to sleep and I saw your picture, it felt like you were so happy seeing us, especially Nishka. I had so many fond memories about you while I was there, like once you came to pick me up from a late class at the coaching center without telling me, but I was already at home watching T.V in mom dad’s room. You came back in panic but were so relieved to see me (also scolded me for not waiting for you, as if I was having a dream that you were coming to pick me up!). Once you got my favorite vegetable, bhindi (okra) from somewhere in winters when it was not even t...