Nehu, chiki, badki, chinkiya ,these were some of those names which my nanu gave me. I always felt that I was the luckiest as I have the best nanu whom I called as “nana ji” and since the day I lost him this feeling has just strengthened. There are so many things which i wanted to tell him but I never ever imagined that I was living the last months of his life with him and thus I could not express my emotions , gratitude ,love towards him in the best possible manner. Everyone knows he was my “nana ji” but this nana word meant the world to me, my day used to start with visiting his room and ends the same way, everything was just soo perfect. Its been more than 2 months ,I have not been asked by anyone to follow my timetable , noone brought me the besan laddoos and noone called me sbse pyari natini ( i used to make him say this). There’s a lot to say but I don’t have the courage to write, to remember, to feel those days and memories. But I believe I will always be God’s favourite child because I was my Nana Ji’s favourite one. I miss you Nana Ji…
My Nanu…
