Who Am I?
“I’ll see you soon, Dadai,” I enunciated for the third time on the video chat.
He still can’t hear me.
Before I could repeat myself, tears swelled up in my grandfather’s cavernous eyes as he peered at me through the tiny screen. The screen that was somehow meant to bridge the immense distance between myself and my grandpa in Kolkata, India. I sighed, my heart wrenching at the sight.