Granddaughter Stories

The whole village people gathered infront of the village library where they usually gather to discuss about the village issues and solutions..today was such day everyone was waiting for the village head Rajaratnam... he sat on the chair placed at the center of the gathering all others were sitting on the floor or standing behind. on before of everyone there was a chair and a table before it that's for their New Thasildar everyone stood up to wish her even Rjarathran stood but his hands fisted when he identified who it is that lady smirked at him while crossing him to reach her chair. Rajaratnam left before everyone....his driver and his friend asked him "En pa rathnam ipadi kelabi pogalam nu avasara padra...." "yar mogathula mulikakudathu athaiye pathutein.......ava kaietluthu pottu enaku ethum nadakanum nu ila vaa polam vandiya edu" she took deep breath and looked at him sharply... "Ena nimathiya kedurathu epadi nu plan potutu tha intha oruke vantheingala" "No why do you think like that..." "can you explain what else i should think" "I love you......i mean it why don't even consider it......" "Nadaka vaipe ilatha onumela asa padrathula entha payanum ila.....ungaluku atha puriya vaika tha try pandrein.....but you are not ready to listen to it" "En vapila......atha thane nanum kekurein......" he asked her losing his patience....she took deep breath "Unga thatha ku ithulam theinja kandipa ithu vaipilatha visyam tha......en kudumbathaiye verukura avar epadi ena ethupar nu nenaikureinga" "Avar ila naan thane vazha poren naa virupapatta pothum" "yarum ilatha thani valkai enaku vena.........antha ennam ungaluku iruntha alichidunga kudave enoda nenapaiyum" Join me in the travel Of Aadhini and Arjun.......its a village based story

She was almost certain about him. Almost. He had shown her, in so many ways, that his feelings were real. Somehow, he found his way into her heart without her even realizing it. But just when she thought she could finally let herself fall, doubt pulled her back. She had always believed she was hard to love. And whenever someone loved her genuinely, she felt like she owed them something in return. But what if this time, love asks for nothing but her choice? Will she finally find the courage to be certain about her feelings? And when she does, will he still be there? Or will her hesitation cost her the one person she never meant to lose?

a man who never showed affection, he surprises his granddaughter one summer morning with a simple yet profound gesture-bringing her flowers.

This is a poem that i had wrote back when i heard about my grandmother being dead. It was incomplete but now I've finished it. I do hope that you'll like it

Unbothered young adult becomes extremely bothered by the untimely demise of her grandpa.

The monotonous daily woes of ordinary life do nothing to mask the raging storm ever present in her mind. Yet it dulls in comparison to the one taking up arms behind the vacant eyes of her Grandmother. Battling the constant lump settled in her stomach, she can do nothing more than plead for relief from one of life's most devastating tragedies: the art of being forgotten.

A short story in which Elise and her grandmother, Mirabelle, find a way to rebuild the bond that has faded over time.

Elementals, Destinies and Time Guardians. Three races gifted with powers that exist to maintain peace between humans and themselves. At birth, every child is given the decision which decides their fate and future. But Emerie was the strange exception: she refused to choose her fate, only to come face to face with the decision she should have made years ago. Emerie must face the consequences of her actions before the balance between the races is once again, thrown into chaos. After all, choosing your own fate never is as easy as it seems.

Sergeant Pigtails is the granddaughter of a tough army drill sergeant who loves her grandfather more than anything else. Sergeant Graves is an army drill sergeant with a princess of a granddaughter that he would trade the world for.

A short story encapsulating feelings of impression and child like idealization in a less than fortunate circumstance.

She was poison. But at the same time addicting. You could get loss into her eyes, because she was so mesmerizing. She was hot. Boy, was she hot, within one touch you were burned. But he was innocent, so so innocent. Naive they called him. They warned him. Yelled! Screamed! Shouted! At him. But he was far too long gone. "She was like no other, and maybe that's why he fell for her."

Bill Spencer sat on Steffys couch holding Kelly, "daddy's little girl" he whispered as he gentler tickle her chin as she giggled. "Daddy stop" she yelled between giggles. Steffy walked in mortified and grabbed her from Bill "no, no, no that grandpa" she spoke nervously. Bill smirked "call me daddy Steffy ". She shook her head "what are you playing at Bill" He walked over and wrapped his arms around her "simple I think one DNA test doesn't convince me that she not ours, I demand more tests Steffy, so we can do this the easy way or hard way through the courts," She stood there frozen "Don't fight this Steffy" and he walked out of the loft after kissing both Steffy and Kelly on the cheak.

Gravel and grit flew in all directions as the rear wheel of the monstrous motorcycle spun in place. The variety and unpredictability of each particle's direction mirrored the uncertainty that now lay before them. Uncertainty they liked, uncertainty they thrived in. Uncertainty without which their spirits would die well before their bodies did.

Colors can make or break your life and Rajni realized that very early in life.

The accident that occurred with Carrie Patella and Ellora Patella.

So this was a class assignment that I had and wanted to share it is a memoir. It is based on a true event in my life.

As Olivia's grandpa lies on his deathbed, he tells Olivia a terrible secret in his life....Do you all wanna know dat ..... Let's get into the story now.. Mr.Johnes -Grandpa Oliva - Grand daughter Mrs.Mia -Mr.Johnes daughter (Oliva's Mother)