"Hey Raj, look! what i found, appa's diary"; "Why you so curious to read it, it's not a good etiquette."
"I just wish to know what happened on 19th July 2001 - the day everything changed for all of us.";
"Surely, you can read then. I am not going to stop you, as i know, it is then going to be a failed try."
"I found the page, here it is. Nurse told me that appa wrote the diary that day as well, the last page of his life."
"I only know that that day he was going to visit daadi maa, who lived in Ludhiana, by bus. Raj. He was much thrilled to travel by the bus for the first time. I don't know what happened wrong."
"You want to listen? I am going to read."
" As the bus started to move, it gave me immense relief, though it stopped on the terminal for a couple of minutes, yet it was densely populated. The incommodious was increased by the conductor who was sporadically moving here and there for the tickets. To add insult to the injury, it was the bus of Roadways. It was already an obnoxious day and my spirits were in full mood to yield before the providence. When the bus was back on highway, everyone became agile, if not physically then mentally. Within a few hours, as we hoped that we all will see, the most precious sight of our destination."
"Raj! What is this? I can't find a clue about the incident. His last words appear to be written by a trembling hand. Where are the other pages? What happened? How did it happened. Absolute emptiness. No detail at all." said Alisha wistfully.
"Sweety! Newspaper said the bus driver couldn't handle the steering when truck came from wrong side and then the bus crashed and most died and the mere survivors like your dad died at the hospital."
"You need to cope up Alisha. He is gone. Stop thinking now. It's been years."
"Trying Raj. Trying."
"I just wish to know what happened on 19th July 2001 - the day everything changed for all of us.";
"Surely, you can read then. I am not going to stop you, as i know, it is then going to be a failed try."
"I found the page, here it is. Nurse told me that appa wrote the diary that day as well, the last page of his life."
"I only know that that day he was going to visit daadi maa, who lived in Ludhiana, by bus. Raj. He was much thrilled to travel by the bus for the first time. I don't know what happened wrong."
"You want to listen? I am going to read."
" As the bus started to move, it gave me immense relief, though it stopped on the terminal for a couple of minutes, yet it was densely populated. The incommodious was increased by the conductor who was sporadically moving here and there for the tickets. To add insult to the injury, it was the bus of Roadways. It was already an obnoxious day and my spirits were in full mood to yield before the providence. When the bus was back on highway, everyone became agile, if not physically then mentally. Within a few hours, as we hoped that we all will see, the most precious sight of our destination."
"Raj! What is this? I can't find a clue about the incident. His last words appear to be written by a trembling hand. Where are the other pages? What happened? How did it happened. Absolute emptiness. No detail at all." said Alisha wistfully.
"Sweety! Newspaper said the bus driver couldn't handle the steering when truck came from wrong side and then the bus crashed and most died and the mere survivors like your dad died at the hospital."
"You need to cope up Alisha. He is gone. Stop thinking now. It's been years."
"Trying Raj. Trying."
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