In this beautiful life there is someone we love the most. Whether they are our parents, friends, uncle, aunt, etc. But in my life I love my grandparents more than my parents. I don’t know usually most of us love more our parents but for me my priority is my grandparents most because most of  the time i spent with them. From my childhood they  treat me as there own daughter . its not lke that i was the only child there.they have  three sons :-Ahlilesh, Awdesh and Vijay Shankar. They never make difference between their children.usually mentality of parents is they prefer boy child more but my grandparents prefer girl child more. Since three generation they don’t have  any girl child.i was the 1^st girl child.

Since from my childhood i m with them but my love is more for them specially my grandfather LATE. MR. ISHWAR CHANDRA CHAURASIA. He was born on 11 November 1937.  He treats me as a princess. If someone of the family member shouts or scolds me for any work, he would sue him and shouts a lot on the person who scold me.  He is the opinion that if she has committed any mistake tell me ill see. You don’t shout on him.

I used to travel with them since i was only 2.5 years. I still remember we used to travel Delhi most because my fathers animal  and dadihaal is in Delhi only.

My grandfather belongs from a village name Akbarpur which is near Kannauj  in Uttar Pradesh. Over there he live .He was second child of her mom. He had an elder brother name Ramesh. After him many children  was born and died.  . He has completed his schooling from there . He tells many stories related to him.

When he was at the age of 2years his mom left the world. And his dad do the 2^nd marriage. He told me that his mother named Vidhyashree was a rich girl. At that time, her father had 50 house in Mujjafar nagar. She was the only daughter of them. And they married to my dadu. Dadi died due to TB.  The second  mother is the second mother only.sometimes at night after 2am  when ever grandpa ask for halwa dadu cooks  and give him.

One day dadu keep the bottle of honey in home and went for some work outside and ask dadi  to give the bottle to his friend hee’ll come and collect from you. After dadu went,grandpa ask dadi to give bottle of honey and eat the whole bottle  of it and get unwell.

In the village , during evening the people over there use hukka.so he saw them and tried and the humrious thingis that hee don’t know how to sip it,so tried and drink the water which was there in hukka. The water is so bad he still rembember. Actually the water is of tobacco  and hukka is  not bad for health.  Thatswhy he tried , from that day he never tried a hukka. Whenever he see hukaa and rembember that day.

When he used go to school he don’t go to school instead of going school he and his friend  left the home for school but go and sit on a tree. And when school hours is over he came back home. One day by chance the teacher of that school meet my grandpa’s father & ask why ishwar is not coming to school. He replied that he regularly leave home and go to school. Ill look into it. Then next day he follow him and see and check weather he going to school or not. As usual he left home with his friend and go to the tree. Dadu saw and with the help of stick he beat him. In evening he ask him what’s the problem?  Why are you not going to school?  He replied that he is not able to understand the concept so dadu joined him aa tution near by hiss home.

Earlier he was very rich as dadu had shops as dadu and his brother all have shop. He tell us that from thee birth of child till death material is available n there shops. Cash of RS 2 to 5 lakhs is kept in home.

But time is of no ones. As we aall know time never wats for anyone . slowly and gradually dadu become and declared insolvent due to his mis management. He still remember that the door of shop is from home only and ladies sometimes take lot of clothes from the shop without informing him.

Grandpa has to leave the village and came to Bhopal. Bhopal is the city of lake. Over Bhopal he work and do a job and side by side taking tuition just to fulfil his need and send some money at his home as dadu,dadi and his child was there. Whatever he earn he send to his village.

In the year 1965 , 23 febraury  he married to my maa name MRS. SHEELA RANI CHAURASIA she was born in Delhi and live in Delhi  only.  Actually my mom  belongs from rich family and she was the first child in her family. She had  four brothers and three sisters. She used to call her mother “mataji” and papa “pitaji”

 After their marriage he comes to Bhopal. They live over there. My mom had suffered a lot of trouble over here. Actually, my grandpa elders brother name ramesh his wife had tourchered a lot. When my  actual papa Mr AKHILESH KUMAR CHAURASIA when he was born my mom had suffered a lot of trouble. He didn’t giver her food after or before delivery.  She does just to snatch away all the gold of her.  She had four daughters only. When my actual papa was born she fight a lot with his husband that she had boy child and I have girl child. After that my  mom is of condition to die but thanks to the lady who live in “ginnori”. She give immediate treatment and she was well. Otherwise she would have died after my father was born.

Throughout her life she has suffered a lot of pain and does hardwork. But she the lady who never ever complaint to her husband . She keep on listening and remain untold to anyone that how sad s she.

When his son akhilesh got hurt in his leg. For about 10 to 13 years my papa and mom had gone here and there sometimes this doctor sometimes that doctor sometimes delhi sometimes Mumbai. After the struggle of many years the leg of his child get perfect.

She gave the birth to his second child on 29 july  name was billu or awdesh. And third child was born on 2 march named anu or vijay Shankar.

Once her  third child name anu with his friend freshly learned swimming and was gone to long distance with his friend. When ma came to know she start  worring and not tell to any one that how she is felling after  many hours when he came safely firstly she shouted and old that she will complaint to  papa and secondly she didn’t give food for that day. When papa came home after  office hours she complaint firstly papa ask for food and then give to anu  and then calmly he tell him that don’t go beta you know how possessive is your mother about you. How carefully and intelligently he manage the things. He has all the alternative of each and everything.

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 I really miss you papaa. Papa i also wants to die, i also cant live without you life is like a hell for me.daily i had a fight with shweta preeti muma and  all members of our family.

Thatswhy papa i pray to god daily that please god if you want to pick up from this family please pick me first then another but the god does not listen .so i stopped praying  him as this prayer is from my childhood not  of current.

I love my  grandpa the most . for all parents are priority but for me my grandpa nd grandma are my god and each and everything to me.

Usually maximum or mostly all love there mama side more as compared to me i  love my grand family more my real sister my cousin brother shantanu and sister sakshi they all are more attached to there mama more than there chacha side . i consider as priority to my family ..

Usually once or twice in a year we use to visit them and all the years we are shouting and telling again and again that my mama side we recive so much once no one has thinked that how are we living in family whole year they are with us but we never think about them.

This is a point to be think????

One must ask question from them self and realize how important is our family.

I am not saying that mama side not so important but one should keep there chacha on priority as compared to mama.

So this is a decscion which will not end.

My papa never ever interput on this.he very well know i m close to my chacha because from childhood my mom teaches me that they are not separate from us as usually mothers tech that they are not real so since childhood whatever we feed into child mind it will stick to their mind. He did not like if someone scold me for anything or for any purpose. God never ever give dad like him he always take care of me . he know whenever i need something he will provide without my saying .when he is no more with me now me and my real papa is keep on fighting because he has a haabbit of living and keep sshouting on small talks. Many a times i complaint about him to my grandpapa and he has shouted because for no reasonhe shouted and so reason is there but i don’t like. Papa ke alwa kisi se nai bante and khoob jhagde hote hai