an Inner child in my grandmom

I talk to my Nani every day, the first thing before I start my day in office. Somehow talking to her gives a head start to my day and fills me with positive energy essential for day’s challenges.

But today it was different. Today her voice was euphoric, filled with giggles, laughter and chirpiness of a teenager. And the credit goes to her two sisters who were visiting her after a long time. The bond she shared with these two will be so different from what she shares with rest of us . Though in their 70’s they are still the same little girls in each other’s company. I wonder how their childhood have been. They never had tens of dolls, tons of games , cupboards full of soft toys and summer vacations at exotic places. Rather they faced difficulties to make ends meet still their child hood memories are as beautiful as they can be.

This got me thinking, in all our years of togetherness, I never got to explore this side of hers. She got married at the age of 13 and had a kid by 17. She never lived the childhood she deserved. Domestic responsibilities dominated most part of here life but still , she has managed to keep alive the child like enthusiasm . The same goes for here sisters as well.

She is an elixir of life for me.I have always known here to be calm composed, eternal positive thinker, my personal google for every difficulty I have and seeing her unwinding, reliving her childhood filled me up with indescribable emotions, somehow I loved my Girly Nani Today.