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My beloved Angay

 It is a non-fiction about Mr. Gembo samdrup who lost his deared grandmother during his stay in the college.

I once heard that Psychology has proven that no matter how dear a person may be to us it only takes about 21 days to move on. For several years I thought it might be true and it wouldn’t be so difficult to forget someone and to move on with our life. However, it wasn’t as easy as I thought. I am 21 years old and I have been through many hardships in my life. Several people came and left my life, several people ended up disappointing me and several people passed away. I lost many friends whom I thought would be by my side forever, but I didn’t find it difficult to survive without their presence and I can say that I didn’t have a hard time moving on. Therefore, I took everything lightly and I didn’t spend much time with the people who are really dear to me. I was really engrossed in my phone and I almost ignored everything around me. I spent most of my time playing online games and scrolling through social media. I didn’t realize that I was doing a great mistake by not spending my time with my loved ones. I had many people who really cared for me and wanted to spend their time with me. However, I didn’t feel the same as I was really addicted to my mobile phone and really cared less about talking to them. I was really reckless.

It was around 11pm of the 12th December 2020 while I was playing mobile legends on my phone and then I received a video call from my sister. It was unusual for her to call me at an hour like this. I felt a little uneasy about it and I picked up the call. After I picked up, I saw that she was in the hospital and my grandmother was lying unconscious right next to her. I was really surprised as she seemed fine when I talked with her about a week ago. I asked her about what had really happened and she told me that it wasn’t so serious and I don’t have to worry. While we were still talking she hung up the phone saying that the doctors had arrived. I felt that something wasn’t right about it and I couldn’t stop thinking, so I called my parents to ask about it and I got the same response.  Thirty minutes later my sister called me again and she was crying. She told me that grandmother had expired and she hung up the phone right away. For a minute, I couldn’t believe what I had just heard so I called my father to confirm about it. He said that it was true. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I still couldn’t believe that it had just happened. I kept asking my dad to tell me that they were only joking and that grandmother is fine but he was silent. I hung up the phone and I was crying my lungs out. My heart felt so cold and it ached really badly. I couldn’t stop crying and my roommate was trying his best to console me but it wasn’t working at all. I felt like a part of me had just been torn off my chest and I couldn’t stop the pain.

Days passed by and I was still solemn. I kept watching her pictures and videos just to make myself feel that she is still with us. I never felt anything like this ever before and I knew the real pain of losing someone whom we dearly love. I regretted for not being able to spend much time with her and for not being able to talk to her in her last hours. I didn’t want to feel this way anymore so I started distancing from people and at the same time I learned to cherish the moment that I have with my loved ones while I still can. Therefore, I promised myself that I would not let any new person to become really dear to me. This is why I am a different person today and I realized that nothing in this world lasts forever.

* I collected this piece of writing from one of his academic assignment for a module  PSY302 (Human behavior in the environment), Bachelors in Social Work at Samtse College of Education. 

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