Muwa

Muwa
2015/02/04

She was more than a Grandmother.
Moreover, She was my friend who never wanted to accept the fact that she bears grey hair. Someone who used to take a lot of time to dress well and would always say "No" if I ever asked her for a photograph. She was that sarcastic old lady who used to make me laugh at small things.

Being the first child of her father, She said she was surrounded by his love and even during her difficult times she used to remember him. She used to share her stories and her experiences and