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THE SADDEST DAY
IN MY LIFE
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I was thirteen then, and very attached to my great grandmother. It was
she who
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comforted me when I was hurt
and protected me from many a deserving whack from
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my parents.
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My heart ached to let her go. It was the fourteenth of August in the year
1996
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when she died suddenly of
old age. She did not stay long enough to celebrate
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Deepavali and my fourteenth
birthday with me.
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I remember clearly, when I and my parents went to her eldest son's house
in
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Damansara, she advised me
to study hard and become someone useful one day.
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After two days, her eldest
son rang up and told us that she passed away peacefully
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at 2.30 am. I was shocked
to hear about her death. My parents drove us to
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Damansara to attend her funeral.
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That day, I felt a quiet calm as if she was with me. I was still sad but
I could not
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cry anymore. It hurt me because
I had lost some body so precious to me. That was
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the saddest day in my life.
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Created by: Miguel
Singh s/o Karamjit Singh (4 K 6)