SWEET LIME DAYS WITH DADI🙏

My grandmother was a lady of love care and smiles for me. Thinking of her was always a great feeling when she was here and now even when she is somewhere there.💐

It's a tale of a train journey with dadi babaji to Kolkata to attend a wedding. Chetan and myself where sitting with dadi on side lower birth when the train entered a station and lowered its speed for a halt. Our coach past through a vendor who was selling bread omelette. We both looked at it with watered mouth without realising that dadi was observing us. As soon as Babaji got down,  to our surprise we were offered the dish....Even before we could say anything she asked the vendor to make it.😊

Those days train journey was more fun as we could buy from the Window easily. Our hearts pounding to its max we waited in silence for the plate.  To avoid touching it she instructed the vendor to hand it to us and asked us to sit on a different seat and eat it fast. We actually swallowed it.  Suddenly we saw Babaji crossing dadi side window so anytime he would be here.  But she called him and asked to get some more stuff to give us enough time to eat. She was constantly keeping an eye to the door and when he came with some bananas and water there was no change of expressions among three of us. Just now we became partner in crime. 😅 

Being such a religious lady she went against her own wish and took risk just for our happiness. Super lucky I am to have a grandmom like dadi. There are endless memories attached  with her. I have chosen this over others to let my readers understand the warmth of her love for us.  And why there is a mischievous child still alive in each person of Prem Kunj.  Thanks chacha for letting me think and write of it.....📝