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Grandparents
With faltering steps two loving figures walked, hand in
hand. Affection was shining in their eyes. Silhouetted by
the morning sun, they painstakingly made their way
towards an empty bench. Beyond them, the sun shone
bright but the sky was of a pale azure. They sat down
close as if afraid of losing each other after what they had
been through. Occasionally smiling that little sad smile of
his, the old man did not seem to mind the wind teasing the
last few strands of his white hair. He was drifting in his
dreams. But it was only a second before he looked
subdued again lost in his own world. The old woman too
felt likewise.
Minutes passed in complete silence. Tears of misery
trickled down slowly tracing the strained lines on the face
contorted with wrinkles. The only thing left for them was
their love for each other, which glowed like a flame that
will never die.
“Damn it! Can’t you take care of yourselves? Do you
expect me to do every single thing for you? Look at that
mess! God! Can’t you see that I have my own family to
take care of? Isn’t it enough that you have wrecked my
marriage? Why do you have to do this to me?”
The bitter words stung them but they couldn’t do anything
about it. They were too old. All they could do was sit and
stare at the empty space biting their trembling lips. They
hard come to accept the fact that they were a nuisance to
their good daughter. As the heart-rending words trailed on,
they realized that they were the cause of her shattered
marriage. They wanted to say they were sorry but she
never gave them a chance.
She regarded them as a barrier to a happy life. She had
wanted too much and had tried to understand too little.
They struggled through life just because they wanted her
to be happy and this was their reward for all the hardship
they had endured in trying to please her.
One day they were forced to pack up and leave for their
new home. It was the home for neglected parents. Life
was unbearable there, looking at all the old people. They
were useless and lifeless as vegetables. They were
dependent on others. They felt ashamed but couldn’t help
relying on others. “They are so different from us. We don’t
need others to spoon-feed us. But they do,” they thought.
The old couple have come to accept the reality of life. This
is their home now, and it is going to be till the end of their
days.
They held hands. He squeezed hers, smiling, showing
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