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Sad Time Of My Life Essay

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In the year of nineteen fourty nine I was to experience the most sad time of my life. I did not even know it at that time but my father seems to have had a stroke in may and was taken to hospital. Then we later learned that he had passed away. I could not believe it. After we got the news we sat around silently. One of our neighbors came to our house. She put us children together in our front room and made us start to cry at the loss of our father. My fathers body was brought into the house. I was being led to the room where the body lay but then I was stopped from entering the room and seeing my father. Someone thought that it would not be good for the young me to look at my father who was dead. The body was then taken out and cremaited. There was there was then a void in my life. I …show more content…

Being the brother of my mother he was my Mamaji and he was to become our savior. He owned a cycle shop and had recently got married. I am eternally grateful to him for having taken on the task of bringing us up. Shortly after he had got married, he and Bimla mamiji moved in with us in the rented house. Our whole family was then brought up by a very gentle and loving man. “I will take care of you all he assured us and pay for all your expenses.” That then became my new family and I was very happy with it. However one day I got him upset. My sister and me had a silly quarrell and I hit her when Mamaji came angrily towards me seeing a boy hitting a girl. I ran out of the house and he ran after me although he had a limp due to a faulty ankle. That enabled me to run away from him. I had never been disciplined by my father and I realized then that I had to control my behavior and show respect to all around me. My mamaji was the one who pulled us through our weak state of existence and saw us all through our lives to engage in our careers. He was a very gentle considerate and lovable

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