Story on a stroll....

[Vedha]

There is this granny who use to come and sit in the bench at the walking pathway... I have seen her there almost every single evening plucking some random herbs, mehendi leaf lik that.. she use to tie up the collected leaf n herbs in her saree.. then one random day I saw a young but mentally challenged guy sitting in the corner of the bench at the same pathway..I was intimidated by the way he looks n behaves as I dunno he is mentally unstable.. he use to grab grass,some flowers from the pathway n wobble it in his hands while walking... Then one fine day I saw both the granny and the man sitting at the same bench but at different corners.. that's wen I came to know that she is the man's mom .. accompanying him in her own way... I used to think before that she could be selling those herbs plucked from the place... And also I have seen her doing that too... But later one person told me that the man is mentally challenged from the birth and that granny never left him... He likes the pond and he use to hide there... Now that the pond is renovated as a pathway both of them comes and sit in the bench without sharing a word,a glance still holding onto eachother like anything... Wat could I say ? Mom 's love or mom's endurance ??... Every life has a different story.... !