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My Grandpa Hercules

Time changes everything, isn't it?! The true example, I ever deemed to see was him, my Hercules who had been a boy filled with adventure to be filled with shame, then becoming an ox who would later become an alcoholic also a wife beater but suddenly, he turn out to a man of a gentle heart... A story that show's the tides of reality hits the boat of life yet how could you face the tide with an iron heart like my Hercules!

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My grandpa Hercules( Chapter 56 *The Lethal Virus that resides within*)

(Woo-hoo!

... And now it feels like home, as the story moves forward! But keep remembering that the previously also precious

Yours,

Author)

Which home doesn't have a problem?!

There is no home untouched by small- small problems!

Every home has its problems closed within the Four walls of the household but these little complaints with a little publicity across not much but a whole village, ear to ear- under the shadows which were pouring kerosene over a cheerful family of almost half less than a hundred.

How?! Or why?!

Why would someone do it?!

Well, the reasons I may have thought of are plenty but the most appropriate one- could have been a competition- competition between sassy sas (mother-in-law)and buttery yet venomous co-board (daughter-in-law) or it was that revenge of the rich girl married in an economically weak village or maybe both or either none, just it was a craze but still, the main reason has stayed a mystery and surely will remain a mystery.

'Cause I ain't going to dig the buried out of the haunted cemetery cause there are plenty of nightmares otherwise waiting!

But all of this kerosene was done by sharing!

Just by sharing?!

Not some pie but problems

Well, Sharing one's problem, or should I say-Gossiping, wasn't a new trend that my grandma had adopted, it has evolved in the human genome as if a major signal of the success of the evolutionary theory.

Either some could have it like notocods for once a period of life or it could be like the spine, and in my grandma, it was like a virus... A very lethal virus with no cure-that is miscommunication!

Gossiping has been in everyone's blood but one spark of fire, the virus of 'miscommunication' from the beloved of all, the sarvgun sampa Shanti put the whole village on blaze!

The flare of which could still be felt in the far relations and especially in the village where the tales of my grandma are still told like Anabella's!

Even after 70 yrs?!

It's insane! Yet no one existing knew what happened even if some do (the main problem creator, my grandma, and Hercules) it is nothing that we can take out of them-but this does prove the miscommunication was surely an outburst! "