Passed away

Often, the actions that certain people did or what they had portrayed would leave an much higher impact only after they are passed away, long forgotten sort.

Memories shine high; when I think about my paternal side grandparents. I remember clear, after my little sister was born, they had the opportunity to visit UAE and experience the life their son, my father was living. As my sister was a new born baby, needed care, as a helping hand to my mother, my grandmother from a very old generation used to cooking food in old Indian Foglike producing stoves. She with her old less adaptive mindset, still learnt how to operate a cooking range, cook bread, appreciate modern amenities in the house in Ajman, UAE, were we had lived through childhood.

She used to prepare sandwiches and my grandfather used to appreciate milk, curd in the neat packs from the supermarket that he used to retain it back for a good memory.

They even used to appreciate my father, I believe that could be like a blessing for him to grow in life and the benefits that came directly or indirectly towards us.

Often, we say old age doesn't adapt to the next generation ways but these old folks proved it wrong. Both of them were in their journey of living in the 60s/70s but they enjoyed their stay in UAE and even brought back some changes of building a modern Western toilet, bringing a new kitchen stove and some more comforts as an aftermath of stay with us, after they had returned back to Kerala.

Some qualities I remember of them both; grandfather was very compassionate and grandmother was very firm, orderly and more disciplined. Total opposites but they were but blended well unlike modern couples who find tiny lacks to add towards the life pressures and lessen the joy. They both used to give so much of freedom and space to pursue each other interests even though they had differences. Guess all this gave them strength to survive the ups downs of life.

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