If you’re reading this article feel so privileged that you’re gonna read about a legendary personality. This website exists because of this person whom I admire and scold the most for many obvious reasons.
An open letter to my lovely grandpa. I never know that I’m going to write about u like this. He’s someone who believed me the most when no one else did. when I started blogging. It was you who supported me financially to build this website. I cannot sum up your deeds in just one article to tell your greatness to everyone.
He’s a communist who has such a kind heart to help everyone whos near him. From sleeping on the floor by using newspapers as bedsheets to owning a royal-like palace in SKP your journey has been the inspiration for the whole family. He’s the one who supported me throughout when no one else did right after my mom n dad.
It was you who recognized my talent in many things when no one else did. Whenever my mom used to say (Nanna vadu exam baga rasadu anta, vadu presentation baga ichadu anta, vadu ichina answers ki lecturers counter cheylekapoyaru anta. then he used to say “Haa nak telsu vadi gurinchi vadu chala telivaina vadu he can do anything.”)
I’d say he’s like a Taj Mahal to our family who’s been the pillar of strength. You loved your blood relatives so much. You’ve done soo much for them I wish at least 5% of your love for them was reciprocated to u.
So it was my last exam day for my first semester. I was talking to my mom n dad saying that tomorrow’s my last exam and I’m having a 1-week break and I was planning to go to France and Italy. but unfortunately, I didn’t know that I was gonna hear such news saying that my grandfather has passed away. Was badly broken and felt like going back home to attend the memorial service so that I can talk about my grandfather to many people. and I was successful in that. I spoke about my legendary grandfather.
I know it’s not an accidental brain stroke. It’s a properly planned black magic murder. But God’s gonna serve the ones who Traumatized u, especially in your end days. I’m glad that you finally realized with your eyes who actually loved you and Faked the love. what can I say to the people who took your fingerprints when you’re on the death bed Ahhh man. Wish to see them get punished for what they’ve done to you.
I wished that you’ll be alive till I own a startup. My wish was to open that startup with u by the ribbon cutting done by u. But God has other plans. wherever you are. we’ll meet again. we’ll see you soon. I know you’re not dead. You are still alive in our memories, YOU are such an iconic personality in our family that everyone admires. A person who lived a King Size life as howKING SOLOMON lived. Your hand is always a giving hand but never an asking one. That’s how much god has blessed you as a giver but not a taker.
The amount of knowledge you had about various social aspects of the world. Your life was a testimony that anyone can get inspired by. As I said at the beginning of the article I cannot sum up in one article the great things you’ve done for many people.
and yes I’ve many things that I dislike in u. Your love towards your bloody blood relatives who’re just MFs BC’s MCs yet you showed gods love to them. I miss scolding you. I miss having conversations with u. I miss having debates with u. I miss having arguments with you. I miss the days driving with you to all over VIZAG beaches, parks, KFCs, Movies, Shopping, etc, etc.,
Every conversation with you is such a life-changing transformation. Every piece of advice given by you to me will be engraved in my mind and heart. and I’m sure that I can carry forward your legacy of having a KING SIZE life. I know That I’m rude with you at times. but I don’t wanna be sorry for that because I have that freedom to be me being me with you and you know me so well and understands me the best. Thanks for supporting my business ideas. I know I can keep on writing like this but as I’m not able to control my tears I’m ending here on a positive note. I LOVE YOU tatiyya. You’re the best. Thanks for being the SOLOMON in our lives
Yours beloved Grandson
VICTOR PAUL KALLEM