Our grandma

I began to go back some years before when i was a child holding my arms with my grandma.I used to admire the whole world under her arms.The safety i felt was like branches which were held under the giant banyan tree.Every occation whether it was a village fair or a social union, i used to accompany her.I used to talk to my brother many things . Many things used to carry our tears to our grandma's.She lived and let liked by others especially the younger ones.Even nowadays when there occurs a friend's meet or family occations there will be long stories told which still carried us long back. Everyday goes like a lightening but the past which still lingers around us and the sweet feelings which made us still watered our life.