How love feels after 51 years
​ For context, today is my grandfather’s and grandmother’s anniversary. And my grandmother went for a tirth yatra in the eastern side of India around 3–4 days ago. So yesterday she called me and bata rahi thi ki woh yaha pahunch gayi, waha gayi and all. Then suddenly she asked me in Marathi, “Tuze ajoba kuthe aahet?” basically asking where my grandfather was.
Then I said, “Haan, mere paas hi baithe hain,” and I handed the call to him. Unhone baat ki — sab theek hai, khana khaya ya nahi, all that. And after that my grandmother said in Marathi, “Tumhala lagna cha vaadhdivsachya hardik shubhechha,” which basically means “Happy marriage anniversary to you.”
Like bro, I know it’s not some huge thing, but I really felt something at that moment. After 52 years, the love between them still hasn’t faded. Haan, vaise meri dadi mere dada ke saath jhagda bhi karti hai… but there’s still so much love between them.
I just felt ki yaar… shayad aisa pyaar humein kabhi nahi milega.