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Krishnan

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White Grandma Stories I still love to hear those stories narrated by my grandmother. From the starting punch line of "Once upon a time...." to the exciting finishing statement, and finally, after that, they lived happily." I used to get engrossed in every nuance of her narration. I used to persuade her to narrate the Cinderella-type story many times. The way she used to begin was perfect, drawing me into her story. "Once upon a time, there used to be a pretty girl who often rested her heart, mind, and soul every evening on the steps of the porch of her house after doing all household chores dumped on her by her arrogant stepmother and sisters. She knew no prince would come out of nowhere and hold her hand before taking her away. It happens only in dreams. Still, she waits for someone who wouldn't come. She knows that she is bound to continue as a puppet here. But what if, one day, her waiting pays off?" Then my grandmother sighed deeply and expressed her wish as she looked at me: "You know, Krishna, I hope that, one day, the prince from her dream will arrive and rescue her from this hell. But none of us can predict the future." I then raised my head from her lap and looking at her eyes, I put forward my curiosity, "Will the prince arrive, Grandma?" "Even the gods cannot resist the glowing beauty that radiates from her, along with her pure heart—let alone a prince! Let's see." She remarked before continuing with her story! ©Krishnan #Grandma #grandmother #storytelling #Childhood #childhood_memories

White Grandma Stories I still love to hear those stories narrated by my grandmother. From the starting punch line of "Once upon a time...." to the exciting finishing statement, and finally, after that, they lived happily." I used to get engrossed in every nuance of her narration. I used to persuade her to narrate the Cinderella-type story many times. The way she used to begin was perfect, drawing me into her story. "Once upon a time, there used to be a pretty girl who often rested her heart, mind, and soul every evening on the steps of the porch of her house after doing all household chores dumped on her by her arrogant stepmother and sisters. She knew no prince would come out of nowhere and hold her hand before taking her away. It happens only in dreams. Still, she waits for someone who wouldn't come. She knows that she is bound to continue as a puppet here. But what if, one day, her waiting pays off?" Then my grandmother sighed deeply and expressed her wish as she looked at me: "You know, Krishna, I hope that, one day, the prince from her dream will arrive and rescue her from this hell. But none of us can predict the future." I then raised my head from her lap and looking at her eyes, I put forward my curiosity, "Will the prince arrive, Grandma?" "Even the gods cannot resist the glowing beauty that radiates from her, along with her pure heart—let alone a prince! Let's see." She remarked before continuing with her story! ©Krishnan #Grandma #grandmother #storytelling #Childhood #childhood_memories

Anagha Ukaskar

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White My grandma used to say "Clothes tell story, A tale of what we have always been. They hold a beginning and the end And everything that's in between" Her cotton, soft Sarees are now keepsakes, They hold the happy rays of the sun, The times when she danced in beams, Those good old days of fun. The rough white patches on its edges Are badges of what she has earned, The freckles and marks of lifetime, Of hands that left no stone unturned. ©Anagha Ukaskar #love_shayari #naani #Grandma #grandmother #Aaji #poem

White My grandma used to say "Clothes tell story, A tale of what we have always been. They hold a beginning and the end And everything that's in between" Her cotton, soft Sarees are now keepsakes, They hold the happy rays of the sun, The times when she danced in beams, Those good old days of fun. The rough white patches on its edges Are badges of what she has earned, The freckles and marks of lifetime, Of hands that left no stone unturned. ©Anagha Ukaskar #love_shayari #naani #Grandma #grandmother #Aaji #poem

Schizology

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Here is my Grandma My grandma, what can I say? She is the epitome of classy She is the toughest they come She is so sweet yet so sassy ©Schizology Here is my Grandma #Grandma #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Here is my Grandma My grandma, what can I say? She is the epitome of classy She is the toughest they come She is so sweet yet so sassy ©Schizology Here is my Grandma #Grandma #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Deepali dp

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मेरी नानी कुछ नोट छिपा कर रखती थी मुझे चुपके से थमाया करती थी मां बाप की नजरों से भी कभी मेरी गलतियां वो छिपाया करती थी फिर अकेले में डांटा भी वो करती थी पास बिठा हज़ारों किस्से-कहानियां सुनाया करती थी जीवन का पाठ पढ़ाया करती थी मैं भी चुप सुना करती थी कुछ समझती थी कुछ नहीं जीवन के इस मोड़ पर शायद उनकी कुछ बातें बहोत याद आती हैं कभी-कभी उनकी याद सताती है धीरे-धीरे मैं समझने लगी हुं उनकी हर बात के पीछे की छिपी हर बात अब मैं अक्सर अब उन्हें बहोत याद किया करती हुं जीवन का पहला पाठ हांथ थाम कर जो सिखाया था वो अब बहोत देर से मुझे समझ आया ये महसूस मैं अब सच किया करती हुं @deepalidp ©Deepali dp #deepalidp #rahaterooh #mojzamiracle #Dilkibaatein #Grandma #Unconditional_Love

मेरी नानी कुछ नोट छिपा कर रखती थी मुझे चुपके से थमाया करती थी मां बाप की नजरों से भी कभी मेरी गलतियां वो छिपाया करती थी फिर अकेले में डांटा भी वो करती थी पास बिठा हज़ारों किस्से-कहानियां सुनाया करती थी जीवन का पाठ पढ़ाया करती थी मैं भी चुप सुना करती थी कुछ समझती थी कुछ नहीं जीवन के इस मोड़ पर शायद उनकी कुछ बातें बहोत याद आती हैं कभी-कभी उनकी याद सताती है धीरे-धीरे मैं समझने लगी हुं उनकी हर बात के पीछे की छिपी हर बात अब मैं अक्सर अब उन्हें बहोत याद किया करती हुं जीवन का पहला पाठ हांथ थाम कर जो सिखाया था वो अब बहोत देर से मुझे समझ आया ये महसूस मैं अब सच किया करती हुं @deepalidp ©Deepali dp #deepalidp #rahaterooh #mojzamiracle #Dilkibaatein #Grandma #Unconditional_Love

indefinite_mirage

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I look at the stars and wonder if you could have hugged me one last time, that would have been enough closure. You peer through the clouds looking at me with loving eyes like you are embracing me head to toe, from afar. Telling me that you are like a morning dew, that you are meant to disappear. ©indefinite_mirage Peer through the clouds. #Mulaayam #Grandparents #grandmother #Grandma #Love #RIP #Trending #nojofamily UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete

I look at the stars and wonder if you could have hugged me one last time, that would have been enough closure. You peer through the clouds looking at me with loving eyes like you are embracing me head to toe, from afar. Telling me that you are like a morning dew, that you are meant to disappear. ©indefinite_mirage Peer through the clouds. #Mulaayam #Grandparents #grandmother #Grandma #Love #RIP #Trending #nojofamily UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete

Schizology

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Grandma There was a special lady The nicest woman ever That person is my Grandma I will remember her forever She was the kindest soul A very caring loving mother But she was also strong A bold energy within her She made the best jams And canned pickles too Meals were very splendid The best cook, that is true A wonderful grandmother The great grandkids also agree The best parent of all time Now in heaven where she's free Thoughts of her will remain The children will never forget The amazing woman she was We look and still see her overhead ©Schizology Grandma #Grandma #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed

Grandma There was a special lady The nicest woman ever That person is my Grandma I will remember her forever She was the kindest soul A very caring loving mother But she was also strong A bold energy within her She made the best jams And canned pickles too Meals were very splendid The best cook, that is true A wonderful grandmother The great grandkids also agree The best parent of all time Now in heaven where she's free Thoughts of her will remain The children will never forget The amazing woman she was We look and still see her overhead ©Schizology Grandma #Grandma #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed

Srevarun S

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Evenings with Grandma used to be full of stories, With puris and kachoris. Lots of temples, With smiles between her dimples. #yourquotebaba #shortpoem #grandma #grandparents #tastyfood #temples #yourquote

Evenings with Grandma used to be full of stories, With puris and kachoris. Lots of temples, With smiles between her dimples. #yourquotebaba #shortpoem #grandma #grandparents #tastyfood #temples #yourquote

Diwa

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A sweater--soft and warm; Her hands, creased and veined; Yet, perfect, still, are the stitches; Made tenderly, by her fingers. Another pièce de résistance, For her dearest grandchild-- A splash of many colors, An emblem of love. The love she knitted was just more than beautiful 😍❤💐 #yqbaba #sweater #grandparents #grandma #cute #warm #love Image source- Pinterest #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Himanshi Wonderful thought 😍 Thanks for inviting 💖💕

A sweater--soft and warm; Her hands, creased and veined; Yet, perfect, still, are the stitches; Made tenderly, by her fingers. Another pièce de résistance, For her dearest grandchild-- A splash of many colors, An emblem of love. The love she knitted was just more than beautiful 😍❤💐 #yqbaba #sweater #grandparents #grandma #cute #warm #love Image source- Pinterest #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Himanshi Wonderful thought 😍 Thanks for inviting 💖💕