All most three months Last time I speak with my mother when
she was alive. Life is very hard to understand. The person was there, and then
next moment she/he isn’t there. As my religion person has something call
athmaya- Soule. When it goes away from the body it call as a dead person.
This thin is common for everyone. Even who knows, tomorrow I
may be not alive. It’s the nature of the life.
That feeling was very hard to deal with. My mother is the
person I always call... I always call her, no matter I passed an exam or I’m in
a trouble she is the person who listen to me. Now she is no more there. I want
to speak to her...
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