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After my grandpa’s death, we need support

Posted: September 21st, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents | Tags: , , , | 3 Comments »

Sudhir uncle, Rema aunty and Anupam bhiaya are in our house today. When my grandma saw them she started crying. Then they also cried.

Must be something to do with my grandfather’s death. (Note to self: Got to understand what death is).

Anupam bhaiya wasn’t as excited to see me as he usually is. Maybe because he is eight years old he understands death better than me.

There is talk that we will be taking my grandfather to Kerala tomorrow. My father was missing the whole day today. When I asked my mother said he had gone to buy airplane ticket for my grandfather.

My grandfather passed away

Posted: September 20th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents, My Firsts | Tags: , , , , , , | Comments Off on My grandfather passed away

The whole of today my parents were in the hospital because last night my grandfather had been admitted to the hospital. He was in the ICU and somebody had to be there always.

My father went to office till 12 noon and after sorting out a few issues, picked me up from school and dropped me home. He then gave me lunch (even as I watched Chota Bheem on Cartoon Network). Once we were done, he left home to be with my mother at the hospital.

While he was giving me lunch, I heard him thank his colleagues for offering to donate blood. Eight of my father’s colleagues had come to the hospital to donate blood. Apparently my grandpa was bleeding from his oesophagus and needed a lot of blood.

I miss my grandfather. I remember asking my father when he will bring my grandpa back. My father didn’t have an answer. I even promised him that I will ask God to make him alright.

At 5.32 pm, he passed away. My mother returned home alone at 7 pm and told my grandma the news. She burst out crying….what more could she do.

I feel so helpless….just hugging my mother and my grandma. I also cried a lot. But I am not able to understand death yet ….maybe that’s why my mother showed me the stars and said my grandpa was in the stars. That’s when I asked my mother: “And the moon? Is he on the moon as well?”

My mother confirmed that yes, he was. She even said from now onwards my grandfather will be speaking to God and will be telling him to give me good drawing books & crayons.

My father didn’t come till I slept off at 9.30 pm….my mother said he was getting some death summary from the hospital and some police documentation as well.

My mother is really upset. I know she gave it her best after my grandfather was diagnosed with Cancer in August 2010…..but she couldn’t save him.

This is the first death I am experiencing.

The day tragedy struck

Posted: September 20th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Grand Parents | Tags: , , , , , , | Comments Off on The day tragedy struck

Last night at 1 am, while I was sleeping I heard my mother panic and cry. She was asking my father: “Rajan, what do we do now?”

I woke up and walked to the room where my grandparents used to sleep. It was a mess. My grandfather Mr Chandrashekaran Nair was vomiting blood. Looks like his hands and legs were going cold, for I saw my grandmother rub his feet and hands. She was crying and asking my mother and my father to do something quickly.

I stood still…watching….as my mother tried the Artemis Hospital’s number for am ambulance. But they said it would take more than 30 minutes to arrive. So, my parents decided to take my grandfather to the hospital in the car. It was 1.15 am.

I knew something was terribly wrong, but didn’t know what to do. I was too confused. When my father brought the security guard to help him lift grandfather I knew it was something really dangerous.

At 1.30 am, my mother and my father took my grandfather to the hospital. I think that’s when I broke down and starting crying. Even as I sobbed, I said: “I want God to make achachan alright soon. I will also pray for him.”

After they left, my grandma lay down with me and made me sleep. I was tried and slept off….but I knew my grandma didn’t.

I love the family eating out expeditions

Posted: September 18th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: I, me, myself | Tags: , , , , , , | Comments Off on I love the family eating out expeditions

Every weekend we go out for lunch or dinner, at least once. In the last few months we have stopped that because mother says she doesn’t feel nice leaving my grandmother and grandfather at home and going out for lunch/dinner.

“Why don’t we take them as well?” I once asked my mother.

She said: “Your grandfather can’t eat from outside – he can only eat semi-solid food.. That’s why we can’t take them out. Plus they get tired soon.”

So, today my grandmother forced my mother and my father to go out. I heard her say: “You guys shouldn’t change because of us. You have to live your life as well.”

So we went out. Some place called Gola restaurant because my mother wanted to try out something called Sizzlers.

In the first part of the outing, I sit with my mother because she is more patient while giving me lunch. In the second part of the outing – when it is time to have desserts – I move beside my father. My mother never shares her dessert but my father does.