The Real story of my life series #1

Hlw dear friends it's me your @amazingfects back again with the real story of my life is about my grandfather.

Today I saw him in the same place after 10 years Selling vegetables in the market every Sunday.He was a good friend of my grand father.9 years back, every Sunday of every weak, I went to that market with my grandpa and brought veritable from that old man.Many times that old man came to our house in Durga puja and Dipawali and even he brought the sewai and halwa in eid.But after my grand father's death, he never comes to our house.Today I saw him and try to talk with him but he was busy dealing with customers and suddenly my eyes were struck on his face and I lost in my imagination.And a voice calling me"Babu" brought me back to reality.It was him and then he talked with me.I told him about my grandpa.He started sharing his old memories of my grandpa with me.He talked about my grandpa and their friendship, his life, his family.He even asked me about my studies.I told him about the days with my grandpa, those days I left behind and will never come back to me.I remembered those stories he used to tell me about the king and Queen and the stories of the Ramayana and Mahabharata in the shade of a lamp.The old man told me how they discussed Quran and Geeta.After sharing everything I wished him namastay and I bid him farewell.On my back to home, everything is same at the Sunday market, the fish market, veritable, fruits, etc...Except for his age.Because the old man's black hair and beard turned white and even I turned 18 this year.And the only thing left is the memories of my grandfather.

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