A little story. 

My story is not unique, then why would you be interested in reading it. I won’t tell you this, because then what difference would it make in your life, in my life. To feel something, one needs to perceive it. And yes, I am here to help you perceive a story in which I am not in the lead role, but yes it’s still mine. 

The day was October 25th, the family was worried. The uncles and the aunts ran here and there, there was commotion in the entire house. Rarely it happened that the whole family became excited at a single moment. A series of phone calls were made, the kids were made to sleep, the old given a dose of tea to let them bear the obnoxious amount of energy the house had suddenly collected. 

Suddenly the phone rang and everyone left their work to listen to what the caller had to say. My uncle had received the call. As soon as he hung up, he was showered with questions. He didn’t answer anybody and went closer to my grandfather. He touched his feet and hugged him. 

Congratulations Papa, you are now a Grandfather and with it the whole house burst into laughter and started hugging each other. 

Come on everyone, we need to go to Suresh, he must need us, said my Uncle and took out the only car we had. 

Suresh is the name of my father. Born to a Clerk in the colorful city of Allahabad, he was among the three other sons and two sisters that had come before him. They all lived in the house, my grandfather could manage with his service to his office which did leave him with little time and energy for the family. But he was always there. He attended every function, every parent teacher meeting of his children so that none ever felt left out. Whatever he did, he never brought work to home, his policy was simple, Manage your Work so it doesn’t manage you. 

The car started with a little effort, it seemed as the cold wind had made it lazy. It did wake up from its sleep and so they started heading towards the hospital.  Everyone was smiling, their face glowing with beaming happiness. The females were too busy in deciding the things to do, the males quietly listening. The streets of Allahabad that day looked different. The usual people were not there as the Sun was still asleep. They reached the hospital and asked for Suresh.

Room number 29, the already too tired receptionist told them. My Aunts had managed to prepare some Besan Laddoos, both my parents were too fond of. They had carefully wrapped it in their shawl and the little blankets they had brought along with them. My Uncle adjusted his glasses, there, there it is. 

To be continued…. 

This will be a series of little stories that I will make according to the response I get from the previous one. 

Please do Comment if you want to see more of this. 

Thank you 

Have a great time. 

64 thoughts on “A little story. 

  1. You have to post more of this and then even more! please and thank you! You are just such an excellent story teller Harsh! Your writing has me captured! 🙂

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      1. Good morning Harsh. I look forward to the story as you are a very good story writer. You say you learn from me but you have a gift that reveals itself over time. You don’t need learning from me your gift has it’s own jewel that is your soul. May you and your junk food have a Devine evening Haha 🙂

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      2. No need to thank me but You’re welcome Smiling Harsh. You always make me smile. I hope you had a good day or should I say a delicious day haha 🙂

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      1. Thank you, I’m just a big sticky beak and this time I picked people purely on who I wanted to hear answer my questions. But as always with blogsites I could unreservedly recommend! I have very high standards so congratulations on impressing the most picky person I know (me).

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      2. Hahaha, oh I am so humbled to hear this. I will answer your questions,all of them. But can I answer them here or somewhere else. Although, I am so happy to have been nominated for an award. But I had stopped doing them sometime back.
        I am sorry.
        But I will surely answer all your questions.
        I hope I did not offend you.

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