My grandad, whom we sisters call Dadun (grand father in Bengali), is a moving encyclopedia. He seems to knows everything on Earth, be it the battle of Waterloo or the Mahabharata, the climate in India or China, nothing goes ignored by his wisdom. Someday, I aspire to be like him. He is my greatest inspiration. We share our opinions on different things, He tells me of his experiences in his childhood days and I get transported within his stories and they remain with me. The way he explains things when someone asks him something, that merriment showing in his eyes. I love him. I admire him. I believe in him.
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