મારા નાનાજી!!!
Somewhere in early '20s , when i was a kid when summer vacation means early morning with bird's chirping, cold winds & mild sunshine. summer at home was amazing experience when waking up late morning at terrace, cricket at ground till sun aimed at head, 2rs of pepsi, mango, khichu, cousins at home, badminton at night and cool cool bed at terrace & in the middle of noon i & my sister were waiting for Golawala & used to have a full dish of gola with mom.life was amazing during those summer. In summer we also enjoyed the company of my Nanaji, my grandpa, he used to visit our home in every six months to spend some time with my mother-father. he used to enjoy having conversations with my father.in those years it was very obvious for me to have Nanaji at home at every six months. But when last time he came our home then at that time i didn't know that it was his last summer at my home. after summer he went in serious illness and he admitted in ICU fo...
