She suffered a stroke & it left her paralyzed. The ‘busy-bee’ who loved to chatter all day was now confined within the 4 walls of her room, lying on her bed. People – relatives, friends, neighbours, well-wishers – came & went, showing their concern & regret. Unable to utter a word to any of them, her tears trickled down from the corner of her eyes, down to the pillow her head was resting on.
Every now & then her grand kids visited her & tried to cheer her up. She struggled to convey her thoughts to them through inaudible sounds & slight movement of her facial muscles, that too with great difficulty. And once in a while, when they managed to understand what she wanted to say, her eyes lit up. Her lips made some movement as if she was trying to bring up a smile. And these were the times when she looked most beautiful to me, in those 6 months of her struggle & suffering.
Grandmas hold our tiny hands for a little while, but our hands forever ~ Unknown
P.S.:- This is a tribute to my Anai, my maternal grand ma, who was bed-ridden due to paralysis post her stroke. She had been one of the most positive & jovial person in my life. I love you Anai & I miss you!
My earlier post on my ANAI here – https://dreamzandclouds.wordpress.com/2013/08/13/miss-you-anai/
[THIS POST IS WRITTEN FOR WRITE TRIBE’S WEDNESDAY PROMPT No.5, 2014.THE PROMPT THIS WEEK IS – I/She looked most beautiful. CLICK HERE TO READ OTHER BLOGGERS’ TAKE ON THE PROMPT]