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Hello Grandpa ????
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Submitted to Contest #2 in response to the prompt: 'Write a story about your character finding a mysterious message hidden in an old book.'

It was 7:30 pm already, he was sitting in the corridor, watching the road: nearby people, rushing vehicles, heavy horns and many more elements that kept on grabbing the attention.

As a daily routine, every evening he sits in his chair, having tea and biscuits around, enjoying the cool breeze. Along with this vibe, his mind keeps on thinking for his favorite sound, which he used to hate all his life and started liking it.

This sound, from his childhood, had been the noise, that he never wanted to keep near his ear, and never encouraged anyone to get habituated to it as he feels it gonna pollute the eardrums, that odd one it is, to him.

Why he hate it so much then and since past 15 years, why it had become the only favourite sound, that too, a shift from a weird noise to a beautiful memory ???

This question always suprises me, whenever I listen the same sound too. If you ask me, what was that element, that makes you feel peaceful, atleast in the memories and thoughts, I would tell this one, may be, even more special I could say.

In my version, I would wait for this same time, the whole day, counting hours, passing the daily chores. Everyday, 7pm to 9pm is my work time, where I would focus on finishing the assignments, tasks, project submissions etc.

But from sharp 7:15pm, I would sit keeping all works aside, by just waiting and being very eager to hear that sound.

While, I am busy in all these, my mom would come and sits beside me, taking her notes, and clicks all the digits from her notepad to dailpad and calls to her neighbour "Rama Aunty" of once upon a time and a family friend of now and keeps it on speakers.

There you go,the moment this incoming ringtone hits my ear, I would come out from my whole imagination to reality, keeping my cute face, even more cuter, though it is an audio call, being ready to respond.

Same was the moment there, where he sits, and waits, listens to his favorite ring tone, with all the wide smile, on his lips.

Rama Aunty and my grandma are friends fom long time, since my mom's childhood. Their kids and my mom used to play daily and have a lot of fun, under the tree shades, sky light and moon's view.

Even now, every evening, she visits our grandparents house, sits for sometime, little far from where my grandpa sits, gives company to my grandma. As soon as the mobile started to ring, both of them, got excited and my grandma dragged and lifted the call.

Since it was in speakers, both of them kept on talking to my mom, and grandpa is listening silently, smiling cutely to my words, and is waiting for the turn to speak.

In this whole world, before I was born, he likes my mom a lot, as she was born after his favorite sister passed away and named her with same name as of her, as a beautiful memory.

And the next favourite is me, because I keep on teasing him, bringing up all the funny stuff, happened in school, complaints on dad, cookings of mom, regarding the next visit to meet them, holiday plans etc etc..... our Convo never ends, that special it is for both of us, in the whole day.

Believe it or not, if by any chance, rama aunty travels anywhere and don't visit grandparents house, we miss each other like pro, because even though grandpa is now having good enough money to purchase mobile, he never wanted to, as he don't know how to operate it. So, he keeps on waiting for that evening and wishes for rama aunty to visit home.

Myself and mom, also miss listening to their voice so badly, as we're addicted to them, in this distant relationship, not having other sources of communication, rather than waiting for the same rama aunty.

He also kept telling how life is, while he is young, how he completed his studies in 1950, how he got a government job, how well he got appreciated and all.

Even at 80 years of age, he speaks in english with me, every word he utters, sounds so punctual and grammatically correct, sometimes I used to wonder, how come all this is possible in that century!!

The below lines are dedicated to my fav grandpa, with whole ❤️ , such a lovely and evergreen bond, that kept this long distant relationship united, just with a daily ringtone.

Never a day I slept,
With no thoughts of yours,
Recollecting all the times spent,
Freezing everything in heart,
Jotting down today,
As a token of gratitude,
As a favorite peace,
As a happiest part,
Only for you,
Wherever you are,
This love never ends,
Always with us,
Till the last breathe,
Grateful to have this bond,
The only grandpa's blessings,
The only grand daughter's memories,
Forever ❤️❤️❤️

A special thanks to everyone, for taking time to have this read, keep supporting!





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