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On the day of June 20th a loving grandmother had passed. In this memoir i will explain how hard and everything that happened that day. Enjoy!
Short Story | Updated Sep 3, 2014 | Reads: 90 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Who knows what goes on in the afterlife? Who knows how lonely it is?
By Prof Madhav Sarkunde
Now I am in a good position. Both of us, my wife and me, are employees and earning well enough to live happily. However, we do not feel happy in the sense of that purity of happiness we had had in our old village. Anyway, along with these memories of happiness, I think that I must tell the...