One year... My grandfather and I could not meet each other face to face during the vacation. Because due to my parents' job, we were not able to go to my grandparents' place in our hometown for the vacation.

I have heard many people saying that when a person's last day approaches, he starts behaving differently. That person starts doing all those things which he does not do normally.

And my grandfather also turned out to be similar. I saw him crying for the first time at the railway station when he was seeing us off.

A few months later my aunt died. She was not very old, her daughters i.e. my cousin sister's were college students at that time.

When her death was known, all the our relatives from hometown came here for her death ceremony.

I thought that since everyone would be coming, my grandfather would also be coming. But this did not happened, when I called him, my grandfather said that I'm also coming.

But when they came, only my grandmother had came, but my grandfather had not come.

I felt really bad at that time. Then I called my grandfather and scolded him saying why didn't you come with grandma.

My grandfather started laughing after seeing me getting angry. And my relatives sitting outside started asking my grandma, “Do grandfather and granddaughter often talk to each other like this?”

My grandma laughed and said, "These two always talk like this. She and her grandfather love each other very much."

Then after the funeral was over, everyone went to their homes. And after a few weeks later.

It was Monday... And that day was my school holiday. And I was sleeping. My grandfather never calls me before 9 o'clock but that day we got a call around 6:50am from grandpa.

I always get angry at myself thinking about this. I was probably eleven or ten years old. And on school holidays I doesn't wake up before 8 o'clock. And I used to get angry when someone wakes me up earlier.

My grandfather's call came and my mom picked up the call. Grandpa talked with my mother for some time and then asked my mother to hand over the phone to me.

My mom said that she will not wake up now, you can talk to her later. But my grandfather did not agree and told my mom that he had to talk to his granddaughter now.

Mom woke me up after listening to grandpa and I sat up angrily with sleepy head.

My grandfather started talking to me but because mom woke me up early in the morning, I spoke angrily to my grandfather.

Hearing me angrily talking to grandpa, my mom quickly came to me from the kitchen and scolded me and said, "Where is your respect? Talk to grandpa nicely."

After getting scolded by mom, I started crying. Then my grandfather said bye and hung up the phone.

Then around seven in the evening we got a call from my grandmother.
My grandmother told to my mom, "We are taking your dad to the hospital."

My mom's younger brother i.e. my uncle was also in our house at that time. When my mother heard about Grandpa, she did not feel right.

To be continued


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