Gray days are also part of the landscape. / The saddest day of my life

Hello my steemian friends,

This is my participation in the contest” The gray days also form part of the landscape. hosted by,
@miyexi in Steem Venezuela

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This is a 20 year old incident , but it was the saddest day of my life. In the morning when I was going to the office everything was normal. There was no fear or expectation of any bad news. I went to the office and worked like any other day and came back home by train in the evening. In those days my posting was in another city outside the city but I could go from home to office and from office to home in just 1 hour by train.

When I reached home at 7-30 pm that day, the house was locked. I could not understand where all the three members of my family, my wife and my two sons had gone. My neighbor told me that my elder son was unwell and he was taken to a nearby nursing home. There was a very well-equipped nursing home nearest to my house.

Whenever someone in my family fell ill, they used to take them to this nursing home and return after getting treatment there.
But that day when I reached there, I saw that my wife, one of my sons, some of my neighbors and relatives were sitting silently in a grief stricken state. On seeing me there, my wife started crying loudly and told me that our elder son had died, his heart had failed. It was as if a mountain of sorrow had fallen on me. I did not know whether to cry myself or to console my wife.

My elder son was only 17 years old. He had a congenital heart disease and we had already got him operated once. But that day he had another heart attack while playing football in school and he died on the way from school to home and from home to nursing home, but it took 3 hours in the nursing home to do his tests etc.

My whole family, which now consisted of only three of us, was very sad. We did not like to eat or drink. His picture was always in front of our eyes. I did not go to office for 15 days. My friends, colleagues, relatives and neighbours kept coming to my house to express their condolences and console me.

Then I decided that to escape this great sorrow, I would take my family to the city where I was posted. I rented a house and shifted my family there. That colony was a doctors' colony. I also got my younger son admitted to a school there. The change in the environment and the new place healed our sad hearts. Life started coming back to normal within 6 months. Even after 20 years, we still miss our son. But maybe this is what life is all about.

Today again remembering that incident and writing this, my eyes are filled with tears.

Sometimes happiness, sometimes sadness. It is said that life does not stop with someone's departure, the show must go on.

I also want to invite here @haidee @wuddi and @wirngo

Thanks for reading my post, I pray to God for the progress and happy future of all Steemians.

Sur-riti❤️