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May 15, 2023

Granny Always Knew

Granny Always Knew

When I was maybe 7 years old, I broke my right hand in school after falling down on ground with a heavy school bag. I came back home crying & kept my hand in same position to avoid extra pain from movement. Granny at home looked at me & said to someone that I don't know but an hour ago i felt something wrong happened & now this is what we're seeing!

Nothing much. My hand wasn't broken hard enough, As my I'm disabled my hands have conditions under that they didn't put plaster but used crepe bandage.

The only thing that I was excited about that whole week was of the birthday of my best friend who happens to live in front of my home! He had other best friends though. I talked to my granny if that I have to be okay before going to his birthday party. They laughed & said you need to take care.

The Birthday Party

Well, I went to the party with the bandage on, it was still paining while moving my hand. Other guests were lost in themselves, none of them used to like me because I wasn't as cool as them. They atleast didn't bully me so I was kind of okay with being around them.

Remember that time when we used to fill a big balloon with chocolates in it & hang it above/around the cake & the birthday boy! School shoes were apparently only shoes that we wore in parties & functions. I was there, they blew that big balloon & shower of chocolates & glitter happened. Everybody started the loot. I stood there because of my broken hand, smiled because everybody was having fun. A chocolate fell right in front of my eyes & as I tried bending down to pick it up, someone came & took it. I didn't get any chocolate in that party, but had food & came back home!

I told granny that this happened & we were walking around a park, we went to the shop & bought myself an eclairs (🍬) Honestly I didn't think I'd get it, or I deserved it or even if we have enough money for this thing to happen.

But it happened. And it was maybe the first time I felt love, kindness & acceptance. I still remember everything in photographic image, I have tears just by remembering. I don't know why I wrote it, I don't know if I'll post it, all I know is I'm crying right now & it feels so good like it happened yesterday.