I always saw my grandma in her glasses.. she always seemed lost in her world but happy. Sometimes, she'd be seen waving or talking to someone too.
Old age effects, everyone thought.
"These are special," she once told me, "I got it from my grandma; and, when time comes you'll get it too."
"Why are they special, Grandma?" I'd often ask. She'd reply, "You'll find out."
Once she passed away, I was left with a parcel. Inside, were her glasses.
Unsure, I tried them on.
To my amazement, I saw my grandma wave at me. Her glasses saw other realms!
Dear Nandini,
ReplyDeleteMagical glasses indeed. Imaginative story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Spooky tale!
ReplyDeleteThere are always special glasses. We just need the courage to try them on.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if I'd be delighted or freaked out! Nice one.
ReplyDeleteMagical glasses, indeed! Wouldn't we all love such a pair!
ReplyDeleteNandini, I like the way your imagination works. Good story.
ReplyDeletegood stuff, I'd like a pair of those
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