An Inspiration…

Yesterday I wrote my thoughts on Anne Frank’s diary. Reading that book was tough, but in many ways, Anne Frank and her ideas, her life, they inspired me. Earlier, I shared a vignette of Paulo Coelho’s that inspires me. What to say, I’m a bookworm. A lot of good things come out of a book with patience. Another reason is that I find it hard to write about a person in my life who inspires me, possibly because he has had it just as tough. Maybe what I write might not be enough, might not be complete.

The person who inspires me is my grandfather, “Muthassan” or “Mutthu” as I fondly call him. My gramps is a strong character. He’s damn adamant and has an ego taller than a skyscraper. God, the times he and my dad get into an argument and it feels like there won’t be any resolution at all! I wonder why he’s such. But other than this, he has a lot of nice qualities that I admire. He’s gentle and loving, as every grandfather is. He’s a bundle of energy, very active and involved with what he does. He’s fun.

The reason why he inspires me is that he’s been in two major motor accidents in his life, both when I was a child, and both when I was near him. The first happened so long ago, that the details are a bit blurry. I remember mom telling me about it later; that my grandparents and I were in an autorickshaw, when a cycle came in the way and the auto toppled. My grandma and I weren’t hurt much, but my grandfather hurt his hand badly. I didn’t remember that, but he fought to recover and continued to be as active as ever. I still recollect the days when he would drop my sister and me to school on his moped. If he felt pain, he didn’t show it. He didn’t tell us. He took care of us, pampered us like anything. I remember the second accident much more clearly… the three of us on that moped, and fate getting yet another bicycle in the way, and toppling down on the main road. I remember sitting on the pavement, my sister close to me and hoping that all be well. We both had scratches from the fall. He, alas, fell on the same hand that was hurt in the old accident. He had to have surgery, and put a plate in. I remember being afraid to go to his hospital room.

Even after the second time, he fought on. He continued to be that bundle of energy that we knew him to be. He still continues to do so. He’s been through illnesses, he’s had that hand injured again, but nothing seems to deter him. He doesn’t look too far into the future, he lives for the day. He smiles, laughs out loud, fights a lot with my grandma, sometimes irritates the neighbors (and maybe even me). But he’s my gramps. I can’t stay irritated at him for long. I wish he continues to stay that way, undeterred by the obstacles that life throws at him. Only he can be that way, be my grand gramps.

Seven days, seven posts, that’s what the Write Tribe Festival of Words is about. The theme for Day 5 is Inspirational Story.

(6th March, 2014)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

46 thoughts on “An Inspiration…”

  1. Grand parents and parents are people who teach us a lot of things just by the way they live . Nice article Leo

    • Yes. Their lives are what we look at when we need a role model. Closest first, and then we imbibe those values. Thanks Jaish 🙂

  2. Grandfathers are always a source of inspiration.Though two generations behind and wizened by experience disciplinarians by nature,the affection for grandchildren is boundless and often not demonstrated.Lucky you basked in his warmth and love.These days many do not get chance to live the old folks.

    • Yes. Grandfathers are a source of inspiration indeed, and he doesn’t show the affection out often like you rightly say 🙂 I’m lucky, very lucky KP.

  3. You sure caught up didn’t you?! 😀
    Your grandfather sounds like an amazing person. you are indeed lucky to have such a positive and strong influence in your life 🙂

  4. Very pretty and inspiring. I love your narration. Btw this is my first visit to your blog, I am just curious, Is LEO your name or zodiac? If it is your Zodiac then you have a fellow Leo here!

    • Thank you, Sri. I’m glad that you love my narration style 🙂 Welcome to IRWR.

      Leo is my nom-de-plume, not my name 🙂 And yes, it is my zodiac, so glad to meet a fellow Leo too. Cheers!

  5. I presume this is your amma’s dad you’re talking about. I had my dad’s dad with me till two years back, and he was something of this sort 😀 loved him….he was 93 when he called it quits with life ! This was a touching narration Leo.
    Cheers to Grampaas !!

    • Of course, Sreeja 🙂 Amma’s dad. I didn’t have the pleasure of meeting my dad’s dad, who had passed away before I was born.

      I think most grampaas are that sort. Cheerful and merry! Like a Santa 😀

  6. Grandparents are for pampering while our parents wield the stick. Your gramps’s two accidents must have left him in great pain but the way he continued to drop you to school shows his love , affection and care .

  7. I love love love both sets of my grandparents and I know what you feel for your grandpa from the way you’ve written this Leo.

  8. What an amazing story – told straight from your hearth. I also loved my grandparents deeply, so I can can totally relate! What a great inspiration you have in your life! He seems so vital even with his ego taller than a skyscraper Ha ha ha. Enjoy your moments with him, and stay blessed:-)

    • Thank you, Eli 🙂 Yes. He is a very dear, and vital part of my life. I sometimes miss him, even though he is nearby!

  9. Admire your grandfather’s courage and determination to go on in spite of the pain he suffered. Great post.

  10. Not looking far into the future and just living the day.That is such a prized quality. Wish I had it 🙂

  11. Your grandpa is very strong and has a great will power.
    My grandpa is very similar to your grandpa 😀
    Today, everyone isn’t blessed enough to live with grandparents. We’re lucky 🙂

    Happy to know about his perkiness and his vision for life.

  12. Leo! A truly inspiring story about human triumph in the face of adversity and never say die attitude. I am going to be inspired and don’t buckle down under the slightest human adversity.

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