ENAMOURED

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  ENAMOURED 




Maybe it’s about 2009; me and my family were traveling from Delhi to Chennai on our vacation via train. I was four years old. I know at that time my grandpa loved us, and I loved to teach him (grandpa). Usually, I taught him about names of colors in English, and he never resisted learning anything. This quality was one more reason why I loved him.

While we were traveling, me and my brother were on my grandpa's seat to spend time with him. Suddenly, my grandpa surprised my brother by telling the color of the window in English. I really felt very happy about it.

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