Grandma

If you have a little time to read this, please do.
It is time to remember my grandma in heaven. She is so beautiful and pure! She never hurt one single person in her life. There were no complains at all. I was raised in the lap of my grandma until the day I got married. She danced with me, played with me, sang a song with me. Those wonderful winter days on the roof of our house, yes, she always peeled oranges and we talked about birds & strangers & counted buses in the road.
And then I grew so fast for her. My grandma always reminded to never forget the root and struggle that identifies my family. I have been to the village where she was born and raised. I have heard hundreds stories about her childhood and marriage and struggle.
I got married. She loved my husband. My husband loved her too. What is there not to love about my grand ma and my husband?
she was excited about my future plans but also told me that I would not be able to return back when she leaves this earth.
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Well, I got that chance to talk to her via Facebook video calling that morning and she told me that she was fine. She laughed with me that morning and she just decided to shine in heaven the very night.
Hey, but the fact is she has not left me alone. She sends me all signs that amazes me every single time. She communicates with me. I reflect a lot about my life. I come up with questions and she always sends answer via some body out of no where. Isn’t that so cool? She blesses me all the time and I always remember her in happy times and sad times.
We have angels in Hinduisim. We have guardian angels in Christianity. We also have reincarnation in Hinduism. We also have nirvana in Buddhism. We also have science and psychology. We also have spirits. Isn’t it so interesting yet confusing?
What’s the truth? Why and how does my grandma connect to me?
I have decided that it is all about your belief. And, whatever you believe comes true. I believe in my grandma. I believe in her liveliness. I believe in that teachings she left. And, I believe in her blessings.

Wishes

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It looked like the whole world was peach that night. Children were playing in the water. They built sand castles with their tiny hands as they could. I could listen to their laugh mixed with loud music played by some youths.
At the same time, I could also feel broken shells on my feet. I was tracing my footprints and counted as I walked this long beach.
Suddenly, grandma whispered to us, ” The sun’s setting, make some wishes, make some wishes.”
We closed our eyes. We stood quiet. We opened our eyes.
Grandma: “What did you wish?”
He: “I prayed for everyone. I prayed for peace!”.
Grandma: “That’s nice!”
He: “What did you wish grandma?”
Grandma: “I wish to have the same day like today in one year from now as well.”

As I was listening to those conversations, I was pondering within myself. I realized that I didn’t make any wishes. I glared towards the horizon to find my answer about why I didn’t ask for anything. I asked, “What could I have wished? You watch me all the time. You look over everyone. I don’t know who you are, but I thank you!”

I dazzled as he held my hand so tight. He glazed at me.

He: “Now it’s her time. Let’s hear from you.”
Grandma: “Ya. Your turn, granddaughter.”
Me: “I..I dunno. I don’t think I wished for anything. I just thanked “whoever” is around me for blessing me.”
Grandma: “That’s a perfect one for thanking for what you have!”

I talked within. I don’t know who is present there, who is watching over me, who is above me or who is below me. The sunset was so quick, and the first thought that hit my mind was, “Thank you, whoever you are! Thank you for blessing us! You are a mystery, whoever you are. I can talk to you, and you listen!”.
I looked back at the sea, the peach horizon, and I turned around.

Me: “Look, there’s a full moon!”. And, everything was back to reality.