"I wanna be ur sweetheart grandpa..."

"Appuppa..........................."I loved calling him ..because he was the only person who comes running to my voice.It may be to get somthing on a height or to ask him to get chocolate secretly or to blackmail showing him the place were his cigrattes are hidden or just to sit on his lap.My" grandpa"smoking was his only bad habbit.Fom my childhood i am against his smoking habit and used to put his cigars on fire..He laughs but never ever scolded me for that..he use to show his hand as if he is goin to beat me...but the slow pace in which his hands comes itself make me laugh..and that was his only purpose of pretending to scold ......
He comes from his shop in the evening with a paper packet full of chochlates or groundnut and give to his granddaughters ,he liked girls more so waslittle partial...
once i said granpa i want the hibiscus stem to plant in my garden ...he started cutting it and preparing it to plant..I saw his hand bleeding and he s still cutting..i called my mom to show grandpa's hand and he was busy cutting it because he knows if others come they will not allow him to cut as its bleeding heavily.......he has promised me that he will give.

no other grandfather would have given such a beautiful gift to their grandchildren ......he had his own shop and had lots of account books there .,,he made wonderful album on it with matchbox labels.......still now i cant believe that he used to collect matchbox labels from road to make my album.Its a big 200 page album with matchbox labels of different variety arranged in different shapes and also stamps he collected from his fellow shopkeepers...at that time it was a gift my grandpa gave me.but now when i see i can see his amazing talent,his patience,his love,effort..others might have thought at that time that he is mad collecting things from road.But it was not a shame for him as its for his grandchildren..he made 4 albums like that for his 4 grandchildren and was making one 4 my sister but....
another funny thing i remember he used to hide food items when children other children come to our house to give it to my youngest sister who was in play school at that time.And once smoked lying in his bed and it got burned.When i asked him angrily if something would have happened...he smiled as usual and said...molu u should study well ok.
He was very possessive about his children..
I alwys felt that he had gud health inspite of his smoking but i didnt knew that he was pretending to be having....
he didnt let others know that he was not well till his last moment and he was so gud that god didn't made him suffer..

i used to offer god for things to happen and when i heard he was not well my little mind offered more amount may be 5 rs more to save his life..i prayed all through the way that nothing should happen to him...
but everything has happened before i offered...i was paralysed...i sat beyond his body not able to cry...because i just felt he is sleeping as calm as ever ..................
i wonder all were crying i couldnt....i think the tears were not enough to express what i felt that moment.

Even now when i leave that house i just turn back just to see him standing wearing a dhothi and waving his hand till we are out of his sight...........i always want to be his favourite granddaughter and he told me i m his....but later i knew he told each of us secretly that she is his favorite.......

But i know dear grandpa....i am ur sweetheart................