dehdays : the life story

Let's continue....  My family has a story too ! Friends, you know that every family has a story and you also know that my family has a story too ( of course you don't , that is why I am telling you 😀😀😀! ) !  In fact,  in   my last post  , you read that my grandma's brother brought her to our homeland. Thank you for reading that part.  Now let's go ahead. This time,  I am extending the story of my grandmother.   My Courageous Grandmother         The very first thing I tell you about her is , she had no happiness in her whole life.  Still she fought her way bravely. She had the courage to tolerate every bad incident. She was very simple in nature.  Very kind  ! At the same time,  she was firm too !  As you read in the previous story of my grandfather,  my grandmother's brother brought her and my father from Mumbai to our homeland.  There she lived in her brother's house.  She was hard worker and her relatives gave her work to water the mango

Friends,   every family has a story. I know friends that you love your family.   You know many things about your family.  You tell few things about your family and you don't tell few things about your family . Everybody does this.  We all have special place in our mind for our families . Every family has a story.  My family has it too !   I am going to tell you many things about my family because they are the part of dehdays   ! Let's start from my grandfather.  My Grandfather :             Everybody is not lucky to see his or her grandparents.  I am half lucky . I could see my grandmother.  I couldn't see my grandfather, but I came to know from my grandmother about him.  I can't go beyond my grandfather as I don't know about the previous generations or I am not able to recollect that information if my grandmother had told me. My grandfather was a cotton mill worker in Mumbai.  I am telling you friends about my grandfather especially because he had a very strange h