NANAJI
I have come up on the screen with just a topic. Nothing ahead or behind of it. Just a few so-good-to-be-true memories. Let me start by telling you first that 'Nanaji' in our native language is the maternal grandfather. But to me he was ALWAYS more of a father. Above that too maybe. A relation I cannot name. Cannot explain. Until one day when we had visited him and he was parking the car in his clumsy garage and I was on the passenger seat besides. He had now quite often been asking me as to how to cuddle me that I've grown up now. How to show that he still adored me the same way? How to gesture out all the love? Just how? As always I said that I just know that. You don't need to tell me. I know it all. That very day his reply was different. "Pta nhi wo choti bacchi kahan kho gyi jisse mai kandhe pe baitha kr jwal jwal chillate niharta tha. Mjhe bhool gyi wo.Kahin kho gyi wo." Meaning I dont know where that little baby girl of mine is lost? The one I carried