A little story : part 2

2nd February 2025,

Sixth day of blogging.


Do you remember where i stopped the story in the last blog? If yes, you got a super good memory. If it is no, maybe because you wouldn't have read that blog yet or a lot of stuffs might be going on your mind. That's fine. I will start with the gist of the last blog.

     Me and my mom went to an hospital, there we were asked to wait until our turn comes. So while waiting we met an old couple probably 70 years old... I'm not sure but they pretty old to get the attention of other patients including us. My mom is the one who noticed them first. She whispered to me to look at them while I was into my phone to distract myself from fainting out of starvation (only PPL who read my last blog knows the reason and how I ended in such situation). I slowly took my eyes from my mobile and searched for them as I wasn't wearing my specs. My mom gave a little tap on my head and said, "They're sitting right opposite to you!!". 

Exactly, like there was a reason why is looked around instead of looking straight because who would talk about a person who is sitting right opposite to you. But I forgot that my mom is a person of next level. My bad. I started scolding her for this. I've told her a million times to not gossip about people when they're around us, we can do it when we are moved away from their sight or once we reach home. How ethical I am. Feeling proud! But when I caught a glance of that couple I couldn't really take my eyes off them. They were shaking. Hundreds of wrinkles on them showed their happy moments, struggles, hardships, believes, betrayal(s) and lots and lots of memories and enchanting moments. That thatha was in veshti and was wearing a sandal shirt (I'm glad I still remember it) finely combed white hair. Looking at the partition, it must be his most set hairstyle I assumed. An antic watch, on his right wrist just like me. And the paati, she was pretty. Long braided greyish hair with a contrast red point (Kumkum) on her forehead between the partition. She was wearing an old but new and tidy cotton saree. They were actually brought to the hospital by their daughter-in-law. Her actions showed that she was not in good terms with those elders.


Okay guys. So it's really reaallyy a very big story, despite of that i can Literally end this up in two lines but as a literature student and as I want to take you guys to that memory itself, I really need to go atom by atom.

Also in other hand, I don't want to make guys feel bored by posting a mere novel. 

Keeping this on mind I'm stopping this here and will continue in my next blog.

To be continued...


Stay tuned, 

Have a nice day✨✨





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