MEMORIES!!
Kiyaraaaa… my grandmother cried out,
lunch is ready she said. I was busy cycling when the whiff of my nani’s kadhi
was filling our veranda... My nani’s kadhi is something I can die for!
Absolutely delicious! Coming nani! I screamed.
When I reached the dining table, nani
was ready with a plate filled with kadhi
chawal to stuff it in my mouth! She would always sing songs and only then
would feed me food. This was the set routine for everyday.
After having dinner, I would always call
up mom and dad and narrate them my stories that occurred throughout the day.
Both of them lived in Bangalore and I lived in the most beautiful place ever
created, ‘the queen of hill stations’-Ooty!! I lived here with my grandparents
my nana and nani. Both of them loved and pampered me immensely!
One day while I was playing in our veranda
my nana happened to early that day, as he saw me he came close, hugged me, and
gave me a bunch of chocolates! My nana was a very well educated man, he was a
professor in Geography, and his students loved him and had a lot of respect and
reverence for him.
I loved listening to my nana’s stories,
sitting on his lap I would learn about his adventures that he had when he was a
child, how he became a professor, how he was delighted to see my nani for the
first time and so on...
Nana was very liberal with me, he would
let me make mud cakes, get wet in the rains, have ice creams, roadside food and
things along those lines! However, nani…. Oh! She was a very strict person, a
disciplinarian, and was very protective about me.
Whenever I think about my birthdays, I
always remember my eight birthday, this was the last year I lived with my
grandparents after which I shifted to Bangalore where I having been staying
with my parents ever since. I was expecting a small gift from my grandparents,
but got for me was beyond my imagination. They gifted me a cat- a furry white
Persian cat! I had always told them as to much I adored and loved them, and
there it was sitting in a cute little basket!
It has been seven years since this
incident has happened, and today I am well settled in Bangalore, but I miss my
nani and nana everyday…I always remember these days that spend I with the most
amazing people, and cherish each and every moment I spend with them.
Well as for now they frequently come
down to Bangalore to visit us and nani still says kiyaraaaaa… lunch is ready!!
-Zuha Aleem Ghori
I CEP.
1313155.
1313155.
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