My Grandpa!
We all know someone in our lives that is virtuous. My person happened to be my grandpa. It’s been two years since my grandfather passed away from cancer, and it was the hardest time that I have ever experienced in my life. His name was Virendra Kumar Sinha. He came to live with us five years back when his beloved, my granny, died of heart attack. He was completely lost, unable to express what had just happened to him, and refused to allow the process of healing by closing himself off from everyone around him. That was when my mom took a decision to bring him to our place because he was her only family left now. Life had been very cruel to my grandpa. He lost his young son who was the Captain in the Indian Army. My mother and my granny were the only reason for his existence but granny was also gone soon. He was seventy one years of age when he came to stay with us. He was very handsome, tall and fit as a fiddle. He used to help everyone as much as he could and was really active....
