One more last day
with my grandfather...

My grandmother's call came around seven in the evening. That day, my mom's younger brother i.e. my maternal uncle and his family were also present at my house.

Without any worries, I was playing happily with my cousins. My grandmother called and told my mom, “We are taking your dad to the hospital."

Hearing this, my mom did not feel right and she started getting tensed. And mom asked my dad and uncle to go to hometown quickly.

That night we quickly put our clothes in a suit case and went to the railway station.

We were in a hurry so we did not make train reservation. So we decided to go by local train. And you know how crowded the local compartment is.

I was probably 11 or 10 years old at that time. And my cousin is 8 years old. And the other two were 5 or 6 years old.

And it is very difficult to travel in local train with children.

We got the train... Then my mom called my grandmother and said, "Mom, we are coming home, we are on the train."

But you all know... My grandfather left this world forever after the arrival of our train😞.

Grandmother did not tell my mother that Grandfather is no more. My grandmother lied and said, "Your dad is slowly getting better. He is very happy to hear that you all are coming to meet him!"

It's a two-day journey by train to our hometown. My mom kept reminding me of the same thing when I spoke rudely to my grandfather on his last day.

That night, my Mom saw a star in the sky which was much brighter than the other stars and it accompanied our train the entire way that night.

My mom started crying in the train as if she already knew that something bad had happened to Grandpa.

At that time I was very happy going to meet my grandfather. But seeing my mom worried about my grandfather, I also started feeling bad.

We reached our hometown. Our relatives are standing at the railway station to pick us up.

We sat in the car... We came to grandfather's house. A large crowd was standing in front of my grandpa's house.

My mom came out of the car and started crying loudly while calling Grandpa.

My mom could not control herself and was losing control and crying. My uncle went to support my mom and uncle took my mom home.

I am standing there looking around. And tears are dripping non-stop from my eyes.

Even while writing this story, tears are dripping from my eyes.

Then we went to the hospital to bring my grandfather's dead body home. I kept my eyes on my grandfather's face the entire way.

And started crying... My grandmother hugged me and started calming me down.

At that time I was very angry with myself. And I was saying to myself, "I didn't talk to my grandfather properly."

At that time, I wanted my grandfather back at any cost. So that I can talk to him again on the phone for hours every day. And I could play with him and have fun with him again...

Funeral service is over... The house suddenly seemed completely silent. I came out of the house in the evening and stood there. The time when my grandfather always used to come after doing his work.

But now nothing like this is going to happen.

My dear Grandpa... I hope you are seeing me wherever you are. I am missing you a lot right now. No matter how many years pass... No matter how much I grown.

I will still be your little granddaughter.

Grandpa I love so much... I hope we will meet each other in next life ....

I still want to you to be my Grandfather in next life too.

.... Thank you all for reading my and my grandpa story....



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