Hi all, I would like to share a story with you, a person who has been a source of inspiration to each and everyone of our family member.
She is (was rather, she is no more) my grandmama. She was an affectionate woman who could win over anyone with her undying love, no matter what. Let me narrate to you, the story of her life, the trauma that no woman should ever undergo!
She was the eldest of a family of 7 girls and 1 boy. Of these, 2 children died shortly after birth. Right now, only 2 of them are alive.
At the age of 16, my grandma got married as a second wife to a 40 year old man. She lost her husband 1 year after her wedding. By God’s grace she had a son whom she considered a solace. But that didn’t last, as the son passed away shortly too! Ultimately, by the age of 25 she lost her entire family! Nevertheless, she then dedicated her life towards the upbringing of each and every child in the family. This was the reason she was loved and respected by everyone in our family.
Last year, by this same time, my marriage was fixed. Being the oldest grandchild in my family, she was very happy and said she would bring up my kid too! I was in tears and said of course you will have to! Shortly before my engagement, she had a fall one night when sleeping. It left her right hand fractured. There began all the trouble. She was 83 years old by then.
At my engagement function, all she could do was sit quietly in one place. It was a hard hitting reality for all of us since we got used to seeing her doing the entire household chores all by herself!
There was hardly a month left for my wedding. She developed a strange mental depression since that time, imagining things, fearing death, longing to see my wedding and the like. All of us assured her that she would be the first person to bless me at my wedding. But nature is inevitable as we all know.
She was admitted in the ICU for nearly 20 days. All day we would stay at the hospital, praying for her. One fine day it happened-what we all feared. She was no more, and left all of us teary-eyed.
My dad was the eldest child in the family, so naturally he had to do the rites. But our family stopped him since I had my wedding the next month. We (me, dad, mum and sis) weren’t allowed to even see her face! Imagine our plight!
At my wedding, her garlanded photo was in front of me and my husband. I was speechless, moved to tears. I knew, my dearest grandmama will bless me as ever!
Even today, we don’t feel her loss, I only feel why she isn’t around to share our joys and sorrows.
I’d like to conclude by saying not only parents, grandparents need our affection and care! They are precious, do not lose them at any cost!!
By visitor Shenba Srinivasan
100% nice story
I loved my grandmother, she brought me with great care from my childwood. She never refused to love me, but iam a culprit failed to show the same love for her at her end stage. Since i was little and i forgot the love she offered me and be playful when she need me. What a pain i have myself for these years for being let her down. I love you grandma, please forgive me. I’ll come some days to serve you in the heaven… She loves me more when comparing his sons… She never let me down. Somedays i want to clean your feet with my tears. I love you, i love you, I love you, I love u, I love you…
Really heat touching story…
@Smiley, thanks. Yeah true, she was too sweet a woman.
Aww! So touching. What a sweet Granny you had!
@Dev, thanks to you.
It was a really touching story.
Wow! What a great story! Please give me more motivational, dream-based inspirational stories.
@Biplab Das, thank you so much. Sure, I shall post!
It’s a very touching story. :'(
@Sandy Golia, thanks a bunch!
This story forces to think about your grandam ma’s situation. She spent her life with tears…really touching. NO words to compliments u. It’s amazing to alive her by writing the post…thanks…
@Alyssa, not a problem. Thanks!
I am so sorry! I didn’t know that she is your grandmama! I just think that you just shared it or anything! I am truly sorry!
You’re welcome Shenba, but is this a true story? I am only 11, and my grandmother is 68!
@Alyssa, I am not a stone hearted person to fake my grandmama’s death. It is true, she was the eldest sister of my paternal grandmother who is 74 now.
@Alyssa, thanks a bunch.
I cried at the middle part and at the last part. Great story. :'( :'( :'(
Hi Krishnakumar, you’re a Hindu and hope you know the sentiments. If something bad happens in a family where a good event is scheduled, the persons involved directly in the good will not be allowed to participate in the bad. This is because there is a belief that it might affect the good event which is nothing but the grief.
I really do not understand one thing. Grandma died. So her soul leaves the body and she is declared dead. In what way it is logical not to allow the marriage-fixed family members to participate in the funeral. It is cruel.
@Anonymous, she needn’t have any children to be my grandmother. She was my dad’s maternal aunt. But it was she who brought up all of us.
How is she your grandmother if she had no children, do you mean grandaunt?
Thanks all 🙂
Very nice and touching.. Really it’s truly amazing… very lovely and memorable story…
Very true! Parents and grandparents are like very precious treasure.The worth of them are understood when they are no more. If you have them then you are blessed. Please take good care of them.
It is heart touching!
It’s very touching. I ended up having cream in my eyes. TT-TT
Thanks all! Swarup, thanks for your comments! Will correct it in my future posts!
Truly amazing….. worth edifying!
I appreciate Shenbas effort but I must say the structure of the story is not fully built up. Grand maa brought up others children fine but the story lacked the central theme odds stake against how the central character overcame triumphantly. The story is more a personal note of thanks but not complete story in itself.
Sorry for that dr. Really she was a great woman. It’s really heart touching so…… thanks 4 sharing.
Heart touching story…..
Very touching story Shenba Srini.
Thanks for sharing it.