Granny : Her World

STORY-1

My granny with her mom, dad and her brother Keshav lived in a very small village of Uttar Pradesh in Kharagpur. The roads she had seen were only limited to going to market and back to home. Her dad could have become a lawyer but her step mother did not allow him to. So he opened a general store which he owns till now.
She was only 12. Like a kid from village, she had phenomenol powers. Like climbing a tree, pooping in the open, cooking for the whole family and what not? Feminism was never a concept till then and so she never complained why her mother was restricting her to stay indoors those days.

Keshav had gotten a job in Kanpur. To get him settled in new city, her parents went out for a week. Living alone in villages is not difficult for a 12 year old kid because there is a whole big family of neighbours who keep you protected. Irony is, I donot see this concept today and still I call myself lucky.

Anyways, now she had a chance to go wild and learn to play Cricket.

As she stepped out, no one judged her. She played, she learnt, she had some bruises, some scars too. But she never stopped. With her sleepers on, she went out everyday from 6:00 a.m. to 12:00 pm and then from 5:00 p.m. to 8 p.m. They would all eat in ammi’s home where her best friend Ahmed lived. She was living the life she had imagined.

After her parents returned, she knew she would not continue. But this could not stop her. Every now and then she got a chance she never stayed indoor. These were the times she was making herself bold unknowingly. Who knew she would tell stories on her bed that too of her own.