Our wanderings and perceptions

A month ago when our grand father Subramani passed away, it is time to ponder over his life, to celebrate it.. At the age of 89, he has left us to eternity. Being a close knit family, losing the Patriarch himself has created a huge vacuum in our lives. Nevertheless its our duty and pleasure to kindle our memories with him and celebrate his life with us as his true heirs. None of our childhood images comes forth without him in the frame. Every nook and corner of the house he lived and brought us up has his posture. His voice calls out to you the moment you think of him.  In Indian society even parents would look at their children as burden at any point of time but grand parents never. They always say with pride that they have become grand parents and garner the grand children with all the love in their world, our grand father was such person.  He became a grand father in his late 40s. Been a white and white man - white dhoti and crip white half slack shirt (cou...