I am tiloo. 24 years old and practicing as a lawyer. I live in kalyan in a 4bhk flat. Earlier we stayed at dadar. My old house and the location was a beautiful, peaceful place. There was a huge garden outside that old cottage. It had many huge green trees with their branches spread wide.
Once, we were living on the third floor of the house. We could directly see the garden and the tall, shady mango trees out there. Specially during the summers, those trees would grow really nice mouth watering raw and ripe juicy mangoes.
I was around 6 years old and my maternal grandpa used to live in bandra with my eldest maternal uncles. There, my grandpa suddenly became very ill due to heart disease and later passed away in the hospital after around 7-8 months due to cardiac arrest. I could not meet him during his last days. I was his most favorite grandchild. Our family consists of boys. I am the only child of my parents.
Well, I was very sad and heartbroken to lose my nanaji. One night I was sitting on the couch facing the window one night and thinking about him. Suddenly I noticed a movement towards the window and looked outside. What I saw could not be my imagination, as it was a full moon night and I was NOT dreaming. I literally saw my nanaji sitting upon the largest branch of that big tree and he was smiling at me. He was dressed in the same snow white dhoti and kurta which he wore all the time. He smiled widely looking at me and then quickly vanished into thin air.
I was really puzzled but did not understand it properly. I even told my parents the next day, and they too were shocked. But then they consoled my saying that nanaji missed me very much while leaving the world and so came back to just take a look at me.