When I see my father talking to his grandson like today’s cool Nanu, I smile, and smile widest I can. Whenever I notice my mother, cooking his grandson’s favourite Kadhi-Chawal, I feel more and more respect for her. On the other side, when I find my in-laws obeying my son’s kiddie orders and running with him, despite their age, I feel so happy about my son’s life. He has such doting grandparents who can do anything to keep their grandkid happy.
“A grandparent is someone with silver in their hair and gold in their heart”
Before our culture became so mobile and when nuclear families were rare, it was common for children to grow up surrounded by extended family, including grandparents and other family members. Slowly the trend changed and people mostly started living in nuclear families. The reasons are many why this happened but the most common sake is jobs in distant cities. Kids move out to other cities while parents remain staying in their hometown. I am also one such working self who is living 600 Kms away from my parents. My husband also belongs to this category. We three, husband-wife, along with our son live in Delhi, while our parents are in our hometown. We visit our hometown on every festival and special occasions. Fortunately, my parents and my in-laws both live in the same city. So, our visits to them, give us chance to stay and have a good time both the sides.
Since our son, Vibhu, joined the family 3 years back, both his maternal and paternal grandparents wait for him with so much of enthusiasm. My mother makes sure to prepare her grandson’s favourite snakes. My father-in-law never forgets to stock up his grandson’s favourite fruite and chocolate.
During our visit, both sides of grandparents try to spend as much time as they could with their grandson. We parents never explained our boy the importance of his grandparents. He automatically understood that they love him unconditionally and that is how he himself got attached to them. Being the smallest member of the family, Vibhu is an apple of everyone’s eye. Be it his Dada-Dadi’s house or Nana-Nani’s, he gets affection and attention like a king. Extra pampering and extra love from their side, made him so affectionate towards his grandparents. Being from a typical Indian family, I really believe in the strength of relationships and my son is so fortunate to have these two the most adorable relationships in his life; Dada-Dadi and Nana-Nani. Unfortunately, we cannot make our son meet his Dada-Dadi and Nana-Nani every day. Our jobs have made us little helpless. However, thanks to the invention of phones and internet, we get the chance to fill this gap to some extent. My boy talks to his grandparents every other day. At times, we do video calls as well so that both the little master and the seniors can see each other. Their conversations go extremely fun-filled and amusing. Grandparents talk in kiddish voice and answer the silly question of their grandkid.
Grandparents are like those shady trees that have an ever welcoming attitude towards life. They are always there to offer their cool shade to the next generation. And I always feel Grandparents enjoy the company of grandkids the most. The unconditional warmth and infinite love create a special bond between the two generations. More than the parents, grandparents feel the pain when the child gets hurt or starts crying. And it is a fact that grandparents look like the happiest individuals in this world, when they spend time with their grandchildren. AndI as a mother always try to make this bond even stronger.
Yesterday only I celebrated Vibhu's third birthday. And other than us (I and my husband), the most excited people were his maternal and paternal grandparents. This Grandparents Day, I made sure to line up a long conversation of my 3-year-old with his grandparents. They asked each other about the birthday celebration that just happened a day before. They asked each other about the cake, it's flavour and the gifts. It was so pleasing and satisfying to see them talking. We sent them the birthday photographs, and this is how we celebrated today’s day, Grandparents Day.It was actually our #LoveJataogesture. Despite the distance we had, because of living in different cities, we took our hearts closer to each other through a long phone call and I know it made them spend rest of the day gleefully. Happy Grandparents Day All!
I look forward to hear from you how would you celebrate Grandparents Day. Do share a selfie with your grandparents on Sept. 10, 2017 on Twitter or Facebook with #LoveJatao & tag @blogadda to win a goodie from Parachute Advansed.
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