It was 25th December, 2009. Time: 2210 hrs at night. People around me were merry-making on the auspicious occasion of Christmas. I too was hanging out with my friends at a popular spot in South Delhi. I suddenly realized that my cell phone was ringing. The moment I responded to the call I heard a few words which I could not instantly perceive. A few seconds later I realized those words meant that my beloved grandmother was no more alive amongst us. The very next moment I knew what I needed to do. I needed to see her at any cost. I knew she would no longer be calling me by that special pet name when I would be standing beside her lifeless body. But still, I wanted to see her. I knew I would never get that special care and warmth of a grandmother the next time I visit home. Still, I wanted to see her for the very last time. For the very last time, I wished to seek blessings form her motionless feet and catch a glimpse of her sleeping face. I knew I would have to fly overnight and travel thousands of kilometers to see her; but I was ready for it. Because, I did not want to miss that last sight of her.
Everybody has a special soft corner for their grandparents and so do I. My grandmother was one of those special human beings who love people unconditionally. Her love for animals was equally commendable and she could never dissociate with it. Her kindness and sympathy surpassed every religion, caste and creed. She was a woman of decorum, principles and comprehension. One inimitable excellence she possessed was her talent of retention. She could recite her nursery rhymes impeccably at an age when many suffer from amnesia.
Her delicious cuisines were a class apart. She always loved feeding people. Whenever she used to visit us, she never missed to bring those home-made delicacies and gifts. If anybody ever sought to stopover an idol of affection and benevolence, then she would be one of those idols herself. I never saw her disregard towards anybody’s request because she could never turn down the honest ones. That was the reason why she was special to everybody close to her.
Though she is no longer amongst us in a human form, but I pray that her soul is always around to guide us during times good and bad. I wish I could inherit few of her traits to accomplish some eminence in my life as a good human being. We still try finding her in places she used to frequent. At times we wonder why did she leave us so suddenly and uninformed. We all miss the way she used to care for us. She will always be alive in us as long as our hearts keep beating. May her great soul rest in peace abode!