The Saddest Day of My
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Recollection of childhood is
sweet. But sometimes sad thoughts get the upper hand in our mind and make us
feel morose. However, I can never forget one particular sad experience. It was
the day on which I lost my private tutor. He used to come in the evening. He
was a lively young man who taught with a mission. Of course, he charged fee
since it was his livelihood, but he taught the way nobody could. Whatever he
taught got fixed in the mind. One evening I sat in the study room waiting for
him. He was unusually late that day. I looked at the wall clock again and
again. Suddenly Papa entered the room. He looked tense and dismayed. He told me
that my tutor had met with a serious accident and was admitted in a hospital.
We at once rushed to the hospital. But alas! He was no more. He had already
breathed his last. His death was a irrecoverable loss to me. He was a friend,
philosopher and guide to me. I cried inconsolably, but we cannot have control
over fate. I had no courage to look at my dead tutor. Even to this day, I can
remember his lovely way of teaching blended with jokes and comments. May his
soul rest in peace!
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