Small Story 565
Bonding with Grandparents
Govind had come to his daughter’s house in Mysore a week ago. His daughter, Ashwini, and her husband, Ram, had settled there after retiring from their bank jobs. Their daughter, Asha, was now working in a bank as well.
Ram came from a family of three brothers who had all served in banks in Rajasthan before eventually settling in Bangalore. Govind and his wife, Ranjana, had retired as college professors and chosen to settle in Hassan, a place they truly loved. Though Govind’s family was originally from Rajasthan, he had spent most of his career in Karnataka and had grown fond of it.
One evening, Asha returned home from work and noticed that her grandfather was not there. She looked worried. Seeing her concern, her mother Ashwini said, “Grandpa has gone to his favorite place, the Ramakrishna Ashram, to meet his friend Uthappa. Today, they are going out for dinner at Dasaprakash Paradise. And Grandma has gone to meet her old friend, Anupama.”
Asha always admired her grandparents’ discipline and routine. Even after retirement, they made it a point to meet their friends and maintain strong relationships. She rarely saw such consistency and deeply appreciated their habit of staying connected whenever they visited Mysore. Her father, Ram, also followed in the footsteps of his in-laws.
That night, when her grandparents returned, Asha greeted them warmly and said, “Good night, Grandpa and Grandma.”
Ashwini smiled softly and whispered, “Great, Asha.”
K.Ragavan
30-3-26