Special Mom’s blog

My grandfather was a hard worker. He meticulously saved money and was very careful in his investments. Every penny accounted and every transaction noted down. His past family experiences and his personal character made him be like this.

When I was in Eighth standard or should I say Eighth grade, he started training me to go to the bank on my own though a short walk, I deposited checks and withdrew money. I balanced his passbook and I knew most of the schemes post office offered that time. Yes, he would be nagging but he made me do that. The day I deposited eight hundred rupees I really felt grown up.

Even today me and my mom talk about him making us do his work. Yup it looked hard listening to an old man but we learnt a lot from those trips to the banks.

Ha, he wouldn’t approve of our weekly breakfast trips to Panera Bread but had a really sweet tooth. His favorite sweet was jaangiri, something that looks like jilebi but he would say much more healthy. His birthday would have been past week and he would have been 110 years old. Maybe that is why when I saw the prompt I remembered him.