when my grandmother fell seriously ill yesterday night. my age was maximum 10 years old.i lived in a village there was no doctor in neighbouring.my father had to walk a couple of miles away from our house for consulting a doctor at night.a doctor was found but he refused to accompany him at that hour of the night. my father felt very sad.he stayed all the night there,and escorted the doctor in the morning to our house.by that time ,the condition of health of my grandmother badly deteriorated,because she was not attended by a doctor in time,and not promptly given the necessary medicines.after some time my grandmother die.this sad incident made my heart greatly moved.this was my first memorial day of my life.
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