if the winters are here are the summers far?
...cky I was but I had my weak points. I could never win an argument and would yield under pressure. Secure in the love of my parents, I saw no need to change my attitude and life style. Everything was going on smoothly till my mother was afflicted with a fatal disease. Overnight my happy world collapsed. I could not bear to see her suffering. My mother’s greatest strength was her fighting spirit and we never expected her to die. Her death hit me and my family like a bolt of lightning. It changed my life completely. I had to face the world which was like a hydrophobic person facing his worst dread –the water. Time heals, they say, and gradually I picked up the broken threads of my life. My mother had been my inspiration and the driving force of my family. She was my role model and I decided that I would be like her-a trustworthy, confident and caring individual. I realized my responsibilities. I had a younger sister to take care of and my father and grandmother needed me too. Time passed by and I was changing too. Those hours I used to while away watching T.V. and fooling around were now spent in doing household chores and helping my grandmother in every small way. Previously I hadn’t the faintest idea about how telephone and electricity bills were paid, because these matters had been taken care of by mother. Now they became my responsibility. I also developed self confidence and moral courage. I am no longer the diffident girl who allowed everyone to push me around. I learned to have the courage of my convictions and to fight for my rights. Life wasn’t easy and I learnt this the hard way, I learnt to be self-reliant and not depend on others. Many people promised many things but when I really needed them, they turned away. People are selfish and even a relative or a close friend cannot be relied on. Though disill...