One more last day
with my grandfather...

My grandmother's call came around seven in the evening. That day, my mom's younger brother i.e. my maternal uncle and his family were also present at my house.

Without any worries, I was playing happily with my cousins. My grandmother called and told my mom, “We are taking your dad to the hospital."

Hearing this, my mom did not feel right and she started getting tensed. And mom asked my dad and uncle to go to hometown quickly.

That night we quickly put our clothes in a suit case and went to the railway station.

We were in a hurry so we did not make train reservation. So we decided to go by local train. And you know how crowded the local compartment is.

I was probably 11 or 10 years old at that time. And my cousin is 8 years old. And the other two were 5 or 6 years old.

And it is very difficult...