In this story, the writer tells us how she taught her grandmother to read. In her childhood, the grandmother was never sent to school. So she remained illiterate, but made it sure that her own children and grandchildren got good education. But when she was sixty-two, a strong desire filled her mind. She wanted to learn to read so that she could read stories and novels of her own. She did not want to depend on anyone to read out a story or novel to her. She talked of this desire to her granddaughter (the writer of this story). With the writer's help and through her true hard work and firm determination, she learnt to read in a very short time. She touched the feet of her little Guru and also gave her the gift of a frock material.
