The day started on a sad note. The results were declared. To my great surprise and disappointment, my name was not among the successful candidates. My failure was a great shock to my ailing father as well as mother and elder brother.
As if the shock of the news of my failure and worsening the condition of my father weren’t sufficiently painful, another tragedy befell. The same evening an additional mishap took place. My elder brother, who was the only bread winner of the family, was charged with embezzlement and misuse of funds. He was working as a cashier in SBI. He was disrespectfully removed from service.
This came as a great shock. My father could not bear all this. He could not think of the fate of the family without the job of him. He began to sink and died of a sudden heart attack.
We were anyway leading a hand-to-mouth existence. These events plunged my family into utter darkness. Since that day it has been a long story of useless struggle and extreme hard work for my family. We have yet to get rid of hard times and believe: misfortunes never come alone.