My Grandfather
It has been really long since I posted on this blog. Actually in mean time, I was searching for a persona whom I can describe here. After my hibernation, I have decided to pen down my maternal grandfather.
Sometimes we wonder how and why someone make sense in one's life. I was just two, when my grandfather had expired.But I still remember those my childhood(wrong usage of childhood, in fact babyhood) days when my grandfather used to come to Jalgaon and bring something for me and my other siblings. Even though my aunty's children were very close to him, he never showed that thing while being with us. Finally parent's love is inseparable and indifferentiate. People will wonder how I can remember the things of the age 2 . But , the reality is there are impacts which certain people make on your mind and you never forget those things and preserve them for rest of your life.
During pre-independence days, my grandfather was Diwan in the village. During British days, Diwan was like a government servant and used to play a leader role. Even though my grandfather was serving Britishers , he was loyal to his village and because of that people in my village Waghod, still remember him with love and respect. My uncle and my mother are not known by their name, but children of my grandfather, such was the respect for my grandfather. During those days , he did number of social activities , establishing from a school to hospital and making the village a great place to live. My grandfather was famous not only in his village , but also villages around it.My father agreed for marriage with my mother when he heard she is daughter of him.
When I was a year old , my grandfather had given me an elephant and I still have a vivid memory of that beautiful toy elephant which is my favorite animal too. The way he was lovable person and had always avidness to talk to his grandsons , he was equally hard towards people. But in all and all, everything had clear justification , so nobody ever felt bothered about his behavior. I still hope if he would have lived for some more years , then it would have been really blissful for us.
On the day when everybody in India was expressing their shock and grief over assassination of Prime Minister , Indira Gandhi, my family was in utter shock of my grandfather's expiry. It was major loss to my family and my village.If my memory is not wrong and I was ignorant of all about happenings at that age, almost whole of the village was at cremation. May his soul rest in peace.
Sometimes we wonder how and why someone make sense in one's life. I was just two, when my grandfather had expired.But I still remember those my childhood(wrong usage of childhood, in fact babyhood) days when my grandfather used to come to Jalgaon and bring something for me and my other siblings. Even though my aunty's children were very close to him, he never showed that thing while being with us. Finally parent's love is inseparable and indifferentiate. People will wonder how I can remember the things of the age 2 . But , the reality is there are impacts which certain people make on your mind and you never forget those things and preserve them for rest of your life.
During pre-independence days, my grandfather was Diwan in the village. During British days, Diwan was like a government servant and used to play a leader role. Even though my grandfather was serving Britishers , he was loyal to his village and because of that people in my village Waghod, still remember him with love and respect. My uncle and my mother are not known by their name, but children of my grandfather, such was the respect for my grandfather. During those days , he did number of social activities , establishing from a school to hospital and making the village a great place to live. My grandfather was famous not only in his village , but also villages around it.My father agreed for marriage with my mother when he heard she is daughter of him.
When I was a year old , my grandfather had given me an elephant and I still have a vivid memory of that beautiful toy elephant which is my favorite animal too. The way he was lovable person and had always avidness to talk to his grandsons , he was equally hard towards people. But in all and all, everything had clear justification , so nobody ever felt bothered about his behavior. I still hope if he would have lived for some more years , then it would have been really blissful for us.
On the day when everybody in India was expressing their shock and grief over assassination of Prime Minister , Indira Gandhi, my family was in utter shock of my grandfather's expiry. It was major loss to my family and my village.If my memory is not wrong and I was ignorant of all about happenings at that age, almost whole of the village was at cremation. May his soul rest in peace.
