When teachers used to ask to name 2 people you love the most in the world, all my friends used to say they loved both of their parents. But my answer were always different. The two people i loved the most was my mother and my grandfather. Not because i disliked by father or Anything,it was just that he was abroad for work and i lived with my grandparents.
My granddad whom I called appu, he was everything to me. My first love, the man that i loved the most, the man that i trusted the most, the man who loved me more than anyone would ever love me in my life. It's been 7 days since he left me, i couldn't even tell him a proper goodbye. He has left me so many good memories that i can cherish for my entire life and the very bad ones that i wanna forget.The memories of us sneaking out to the kitchen to eat food while my grandmom is asleep when i visit him for the vacation, the memories of us playing run and catch eventhough he had really bad knee pain, he would hold his knee and then run with me, the memories of him getting me my fav chocolate and the memories of him wrapping my books for school. The memories of him ironing my dress,the memories of him leaving my parents home after visiting us while I'm asleep cz otherwise i wouldn't let him go, the memories of him kissing me on my forehead while I'm asleep,The memories of us playing hide and seek and him letting me win to the bad memories of him being diagnosed with cancer and him suffering from pain,and like that he did what he always does, he left me once and for all while i was asleep and the memory of my sister waking me up to tell me the news that i dread the most- that he passed away.
And finally the memory of me kissing his ice cold face for the very last time while he was taken away for being cremated.
I can still feel his presence around me. I can still feel the love he has for me. I'll forever love him and miss him, for he'll always be the man i love the most.