The 1st villain in my Story @ My Indian grandmother😈

As we read "Change is the law of nature" and this change many times is not pleasant at all. In my story, that unpleasant change arrived when my maternal grandmother moved in with us due to some financial difficulties at my maternal's uncle home and my mother took the responsibility of taking care of her mother (which is one of the odds as per so-called traditional Indian homes because a girl's parents usually do not live with the girl once she got married😺). I had a very lovely relationship with my grandma until she moved in with us 😨. So, the first few months went well as everything was the same as it was before in my world. Finally, that unpleasant change happened when I heard my grandma saying my mother that she should not allow me to go outside to play because I am a big girl now😠. Then my grandma told my father not to buy me any new skirts because she does not like those clothes 😠. Honestly, I was so mad at my grandma that I really wanted her to go back to where she came from. These incidents did affect my life as a grade 7 girl. Now everyone would be thinking bad about my grandma. Please don't that. It's not only her fault😉. #Challenges#faceit

Let's reflect back now! Let me share with you all how I reacted at that time and what I think about it now. As a young girl, I became a rebel. I stopped talking to my grandma because she was my villain. I was so angry at my parents that why didn't they reply back to my grandma??? Although, lucky enough my parents never put any restrictions on me, yet they started thinking about all those things in their minds (you know parents usually start judging their parenting, how would I know this? Its a long story, another time🙆). As a young girl, I never accepted those restrictions on myself (Such a brave girl I was😄). I still do not why? I think its human nature we always try to safeguard ourselves from the negativity. 

Today when I look back, I realised that my grandma was doing the same things which she might have experienced in her childhood and even my parents. My grandma was trying to protect me from the outside people who she knows better than me(I agree😀). My parents might have felt the same way as I did about those restrictions but they could not tell my grandma(now you might think out of respect??). Not really, 😉 My parents would not able to communicate with my grandma, they were just listening🙊.. Why?? Reasons??? I do not know yet 🙈.

Maybe in the next post🙏 #Childhoodmemories #Blessedlife #😎