Here the summer vacation started, and I was excited to visit my maternal uncle's house. It was one the amazing train trips through the hills and probably the last great trip. I did'nt know that what I was going to witness such horrifying deaths one after one.
We went to Ooty crossing beautiful mountains, experiencing beauty of nature and we reached around 6pm in the evening. The ambience was beautiful, our uncle showed up on railway station to take us to the his house. We all ended up reaching home by 7:30 pm. The tiny vendor shops were awesome, everything at the hill station was captivating to my eyes. The moment we entered the house. my uncle's nose started bleeding, it was 2 degrees celcius, chilly! We all thought he will be okay!!
But an hour later we were clueless what gonna happen!!!! On the dinning table while having dinner, he started bleeding again and he fainted, that was the last time we saw him because he never woke up after that!!
His body was in the house and was supposed to get cremated next day morning, so his son went out to vendor's shop to get some traditional stuff for cremation rituals. He was standing on the side of the pavement waiting for someone. Suddenly, truck hitted him and crushed his face, he was beheaded!!. After an hour his body was brought in an ambulance. We were traumitised by both the deaths consecutively. What else could be worse?!!, my aunt was left alone, her family was finished and vanished from this planet earth. There was no existence of her family anymore. She ended up in the mental hospital and I do visit her once in two month and she still asks' is her husband back from railway station"!!! and son back from the vendor's shop.
