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Graves,Part -3
I thought she came to us from the heaven similar to the rainbow. She always used to think something else as she lost her mother very early. No one knew how unlimited sorrows were hidden into her small chest. I used to look at her face in which was similar to flowers. I used to burst into tears embracing her to my chest. It removed the tears of our eyes in the touch of colourful decorations. Once I went to a local market leaving her at home. When I came back I saw that she was lying on the floor. Her golden face was exactly the same it was before. I didn't know that she had been passed away because the snake bit her. I buried the golden statue into the grave yard with my own hands. O dear grandson, " Hold me, I can't tolerate this anymore. My heart is about to burst into pieces." O grandson , "Come here close to this grave yard. Don't make any sound. Might be my dear will wake up. Dig the soil very carefully and have a look how she is sleeping there! The night is falling into the forest in which is far away from here. I wish if I could lie down like that. The Azan is coming from the mosque in which is similar to pathetic sound. I am thinking how far my own death is! O dear grandson, raise your two hands and pray to God that He grants paradise for all departed souls.
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