“Food, shelter, Money, Education. I don’t know when I grew old, chasing these necessities. Looking back, I can tell you that these things are a part of Life, everyone’s Life but it’s not these things that bring joy.
Real joy of living only comes when you love someone unconditionally, like I love my grandson; Mayank. He is 9months old and very wise.”
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My heart blossomed with this lady’s story and I asked her, “ I would love to write about you. What do I put down your name as?”
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“Just call me Mayank’s Aaji.”