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Sad story of father's death

Sometimes you have to go through difficult situations to realize that life is a fleeting and uncertain journey. That situation came in my life after my father's death. My father's death was the saddest moment of my life. On the one hand, I was surprised, on the other hand, I felt that my world had become completely dark. Even today, I cannot forget the day my father left me forever.

My father, Keramat Ali, was an ordinary man. He did not have much fame, but his life was hardworking, simple and philanthropic. He worked in agriculture in the village. But my father was not only a farmer, he was also a great teacher for us. He always advised us to be good, to be honest and to work hard. He never got tired in all the household chores. When my siblings and I were young, my father was our world. He was the center of all our fond memories.

My father had the solution to all our small problems. Schoolwork, quarrels with friends, or any minor mental trouble – we would tell our father everything, and he would calmly solve our problems by placing his hand on our head without saying anything to us. To him, nothing was impossible if you worked honestly. His simple yet profound life lessons have always inspired me.

But one day, an incident happened that changed my life completely. I was in class 10 at the time. One morning, my father felt a little unwell. He said, “I won’t be able to work today, but don’t worry, I will be fine.” We were a little worried, but my father didn’t want to go to the doctor. Even though everyone in the house was worried, my father didn’t want to disturb him in any way.

But after a few days, the situation started to get worse. On the one hand, my father was suffering from physical pain, on the other hand, there was a lack of work. The food stored at home was also running out. I could not go to school for a week, because my mother asked me to help him and the family. One afternoon, my father fell completely unconscious. We rushed him to the hospital, but then the doctor said, “There is nothing more to do now, the disease is very serious.”

At that moment, my brain seemed to be completely paralyzed. I could not say anything, I could not think anything. My father, who never felt tired, who raised us by enduring all the hardships of life, was now close to death. But I still could not believe it. It seemed like a bad dream. I had held my father’s hand for a long time since I was a child, but this time that hand no longer held me tightly. I looked at my father in great fear, and thought to myself, “Is this really happening?”

The next morning, the doctors came and said, “Unfortunately, nothing more can be done. Your father is gone.” All the strength seemed to have gone out of me. My world had stopped completely. I couldn't believe it. On one side, my mother was crying, and on the other, our sisters were crying hysterically. However, I suffered the most. After my father died, the foundation of my life was stronger, but that strength seemed to have disappeared in a day.

As the days passed, I realized that my father would not return. He was the biggest support in my life. After my father left, a void appeared in my life that could not be filled. Every day, it seemed like there was an infinite path ahead of me that I could not cross alone.

My father's death became my only moment of sadness. But after this incident, I learned a strange lesson in life. My father always told us, "Life will never be easy, but don't get lost in it. If you work hard, one day success will come." After my father left, these words gave me strength. Even though my father is no longer alive, his teachings have guided me. Out of love, respect and honor for him, the path I have chosen in life is to move forward by overcoming any obstacle in my path.

Even today, when a difficult situation comes, I remember my father. The valuable philosophy of life he gave me is the light of my path. Father is the priceless jewel of my life. Even today, I feel his absence, but even in the midst of that sadness, I know that he is within me, his teachings and love help me walk the path of life.

Many years have passed since my father left. Now I am the head of a small family myself. However, I know that if my father were by my side, he would have given me a lot of advice, taught me a lot. Father was like the biggest teacher in my life, and his teachings guide me even today.

After my father's death, that void was never filled, but his memory and teachings gave me the strength to move forward in life. Every day I try to live by his ideals, and I know that wherever my father is, he is with me. I am proud to be the child of a great man like him.

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