Nani Nanu

 Everyone has very loving memories of his  childhood and grandparents . I also have very beautiful memories of my Nani Nanu i.e. my maternal grandparents . It was very painful  when my Nani passed away two years ago and few months ago my Nanu also said a goodbye . 

That little house of my Nani Nanu still perfectly flashes in front of my eyes where the whole family used to unite in summer vacation , play cards , ludo and dumbcharades . That little kitchen always brewed  tempting smells of rajma , chole masala , kadi , pakodas and even golgappe .

The one who lost ten games of cards was given a punishment of making tea for all or cutting the salad for lunch . 

Those family times used to be an energy booster for the whole year ahead with everyone laughing , loving and caring for each other . 

Seems those were ancient times , as that kind of  loving bonds have lost somewhere in today's times . Today everyone ( a child or an aged) is busy in his self and his online social circle .

I with my Nanu

 My Nani had a love for dressing up and make-up . She also loved dressing up her Ladoo Gopal Ji with dresses which she decorated herself . My Nanu had a taste for reading english newspapers and doing many of daily chores riding on his bicycle . 

My Nani used to call me Ghutti and my Nanu used to call me Jhotnath . Well i don't know what it meant but i miss those names.

I  am writing this post as part of #BlogchatterA2Z month long writing festival .