“My grandmother never had a mobile, but she knew how to listen to me like no one else…”
She didn’t have WhatsApp or a front-facing camera, and a video call would’ve baffled her.
But when I spoke, she’d look me in the eyes—and I felt my whole world mattered.
No filters, yet her face shone brighter than any screen.
No emojis, but a squeeze of my hand said, “It’ll all be fine.”
She never wore earphones because her ears were always open to me.
She never texted “I love you.” Instead, she said it each morning with hot tea and shared quiet.
Now, I miss her more than any notification.
Because modern life gave us a thousand ways to talk—
yet we’ve forgotten how to truly listen.
This isn’t a trending post. It’s the truth.
