|Innaya|
I lied down after I placed the empty glass on the table. Setting the cushion behind my head, I adjusted myself comfortably on the sofa with my legs stretched out.
I went through my gallery, looking for the picture of Grandpa and mine. It was a random click by Mom when we were lazing in evening, with my head on Grandpa's lap and Grandpa caressing my hair softly. I stared at it for several seconds.
"Grandpa, you know it's been almost two months of me being married to your good boy." I chuckled to myself recalling how Grandpa mentioned him as a good boy in his letter.
"Though I am not sure how easily so much time went. It just feels like yesterday. He takes good care of me. Sometimes he reminds me of you in terms of his understanding, his concern, and most importantly his patience." I sighed going in memory lanes, remembering how beautifully Eshan had handled everything, right from the first time we met in my bedroom.
