Everything is Destined
It was almost getting dark. I was returning after an exhausting day of waiting for hours for my job interview. It was my third time interviewing after two big companies rejected me for my lack of confidence. Four months ago, I had a good job at Mr Park's Office but I left it. The office wasn't that bad but I had to do the work of my colleague as he got me employed. He used to threaten me to do it for him otherwise he would expel me from my job as he had a good relationship with Mr Park. I couldn't bear the pressure for long so resigned from the job soon.
An unexpected heavy rain started pouring, I ran as fast as I could and stood inside an old shelter. There, I saw an old woman of seventy coming towards me from that old dark shelter holding a white towel in her hand. "Take it my child" she told gently and gave me the towel. I could just hear her voice until I saw her, That innocent face with doe eyes seemed familiar to me.
I remember her, She was Grandma Kim.
Ever since I was 10, I used to go to her house after my school hours and spend time with her till dusk. She used to call me 'Bubble' as I was a sensitive girl. She used to give me the special dalgona candy every time I go to her. She lived alone. Yes, she does have a family but that was for no use. Her only son, Kevin left her and ran away abroad and about her husband, he had hung up himself as he had no money for raising his family. I had built up a good connection with her until I turned 13, That was the worst memory ever. For the first time, I was invited to attend a party by my other classmates. I told her about it. She suggested me not to go. She held my hand and said no but I didn't hear a word of her then stood angrily and left her in rush. I went to the party spot and no one was present there. Suddenly my classmates threw a bucket of mud at me. They pranked me. I should have listened to Grandma Kim. I was guilty of being rude to her. As soon as I went to my home to clean myself, My mom and dad were packing up things. My Dad got his transfer to another city. I couldn't even apologize Grandma Kim. That was the last time I saw her face.
Then after 10 years, Now I saw her face, She turned much old than then. Her voice turned hoarse. I bowed her for giving me the towel and asked:
"Do you remember me, Grandma Kim? I'm.. I'm your Bubble. You used to give me dalgona candy."
"Oh, Bubble? Is that you? Oh my child its over a decade since I saw you. You have grown up so much."
"When have you come to this city? What happened to your own house, Grandma?" I asked her.
"I sold my house to get some money to survive and came to this city a couple of weeks ago and stayed in this old shelter."
"oh" I exclaimed in pain. "Would you like to stay with me?"
"No, My child. This shelter is like home to me now. I am fine here." She replied with a gentle smile.
"Grandma....I'm sorry for my bad behavior that day. I should have listened to you and not go there."
"Oh, I had almost forgotten that. I heard your classmates talking about pranking you. It's my fault I should have told this before."
"No, Grandma. I'm sorry."-I hugged her. "It's okay, bubble" she replied.
The rain stopped eventually. I went to my house. The next day, Early at 8 am I went to her shelter holding a container of food which I made only for her. I couldn't find her anywhere. One of the neighbors asked watching me struggle "Are searching Grandma Kim?"
"Yes," I replied in worry.
"She was choking so we took her to the hospital. Sorry to say girl, We lost her today an hour ago. Doctors say that she had lung cancer developing inside her for the past few years."I was speechless. I streaked over to the hospital. Seeing her lying on the hospital bed, I burst into tears. I tried to contact her son, Kevin but he didn't pick up my call. I was the only one present at Grandma Kim's funeral. In memory of her, I had that white towel which she gave me. I still have that towel, every time I touch it I feel like getting close to Grandma Kim.
Maybe, This was in my destiny. If I had never met her again after a decade, Hearing her death I would have regretted my whole life about not apologizing to her for the worst last memory I had with her. But Now That I have apologized to her I feel a little relieved. I still miss her!
-Tanisha Sahu
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