I was studying M.Tech, and to our shcok and surprise one of our classmate and freiend Gandhi, was found dead in his room, committed suicide taking arsenic poison. Gandhi was married six months earlier, his wife Madhusmita was studying M.A in English literature at Andhra university. We couldnt understand the reasons for his suicide.
We informed his parents, and they came next day morning. His father went along with some of our friends to the mortuary to complete the formalities and take the his sons body.
Gandhis mother was crying contuinuously, and I was left to take care of her. I took her the Guest house, asked her, to take bath, and brought some breakfast from the hostel mess and coffee in a flask. She refused to have breakfast, but on my insistence had a cup of coffee…
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