During his boyhood, the author was utterly dependent on his grandmother. She was a part of his life. The path-breaking point in their friendship came when they travelled to the city. They occupied the same room, but she could not help him in his education. She often asked him what the teachers had taught. She didn’t understand or believe whatever was taught. She was disturbed to know that there was no teaching about God and the scriptures. She found the study of music disturbing and distressful. She expressed her disapproval silently. However, their feelings for each other remained intact always.