In 1962, I lost my father.This is the worst thing happen to me.Because on that days, we-- four- my elder brother, elder sister,myself and my young sister are small children. The very unexpected death of my father put my mother in great trouble. Being a house wife who have very limited contact with out side world, does not know what to do and do not know how to look after the children. No one to help.
My brother, left his school studies and decided to join in a wood company, to help mother. His wages only the income sources of our home. With the help of local co-operative Bank, we bought two cows and managed to improve our financial position.
The insecurity, insult from others are too un-bearable to us. Even the close relatives tried to cheat us and tried to make the land and house belong to us to their possession .
Anyhow, we managed all this.
But that dark days are the worst days in our life.