My grandpa hated it when I got sick. Even if it was a mild cough or cold. He thought it was ridiculous that I could be affected by germs. Every time I coughed, he'd shout from somewhere "chæ". It's like an Indian thing, like aiyo or something. I thought it was hilarious.
He's take me with him for his Police Parades and let me wear his hat and salute at his officers. He got a medal from Rajiv Gandhi once. I think for years of service and also because he was Superintendent of Police at one point. He took me to all these events no matter how embarrassing I was. Apparently, I pooped in the ballroom of the Mysore palace and he cleaned up after me while my parents pretended not to know who we were. He'd stick up every doodle I did on his cupboard and he used to draw stick figures of him catching criminals for me. I owe a lot of who I am to him. Flaws and all. I'm so very lucky.
Ironically, his favourite food in the world is fish. He's never seen my character. He'd ask me why I was drawing a fish, something that was meant to be eaten.