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    Odour of Death
    Odour of Death
    Odour of Death
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    Odour of Death

    By Raja Sharma

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    Death can disturb anyone but an emotion goes with the death,-the age of the deceased. A child’s death arouses pity and affliction because it has not seen anything yet. An old person’s death produces sorrow and relief that the tired body has got salvation. But if a young person dies, we are shocked; we are not ready to accept it; we generally don’t easily believe it.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRaja Sharma
    Release dateAug 6, 2012
    ISBN9781476063249
    Odour of Death
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    Raja Sharma

    Raja Sharma is a retired college lecturer.He has taught English Literature to University students for more than two decades.His students are scattered all over the world, and it is noticeable that he is in contact with more than ninety thousand of his students.

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      Odour of Death - Raja Sharma

      Odour of Death

      Raja Sharma

      Copyright@2012 Raja Sharma

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      Chapter One: Odour of Death

      The condolence message lay on the small round table in front of Aditi and Avasthiji. Aditi was constantly looking at the message. The written words seemed to be the embodiment of death itself.

      Death can disturb anyone but an emotion goes with the death,-the age of the deceased. A child’s death arouses pity and affliction because it has not seen anything yet. An old person’s death produces sorrow and relief that the tired body has got salvation. But if a young person dies, we are shocked; we are not ready to accept it; we generally don’t easily believe it.

      Poor Shashwat! He was hardly eighteen! He was five or six years older than Anand. How suddenly he departed!

      With what hope Vashishthji had named him Shashwat (timeless, ageless, and eternal).

      Avasthiji looked at the condolence message and said, It was really bad!

      Aditi said, Thirteen days have passed.

      Yes, we did not get the message in time. Even if we had received it in time, it would not have been possible to go there. Vashishthji has performed all the religious rites at his native place. I will give him a call today. When Vashishthji returns, we will visit him, said Avasthiji.

      I think, he may have returned. You please phone him, said Aditi.

      All right, said Avasthiji and pulled the stool towards him. The telephone was kept on that stool. He dialed the number. Vashishthji received the call. They talked briefly. There was nothing much to say to each other. Avasthiji put the receiver down and said to Aditi, Vashishthji is back home. We will visit him in the afternoon. I will complete my work in the office in first two hours. We will reach back home by evening.

      This suits me. We must go. Shashwat was the only son after their three daughters. I don’t know how Nirupa is! said Aditi.

      She is the mother. She must be extremely afflicted, beyond words!

      What to say?

      It took them a little more time while leaving home. Avasthiji having reached the court, his clients don’t leave him easily. In winters the sun goes down at about five o’clock in the evening. When Aditi and Avasthiji reached the outskirts of the town, Aditi on the driving seat, it was almost dark. Generally, Avasthiji would let Aditi drive his car when they took long routes. In this way she got a bit more practice. Avasthiji was quite tired because of the overload of work in his office. A lawyer’s life is not an easy life.

      Keep on driving slowly. There is no hurry, said Avasthiji to Aditi.

      Don’t teach me. Now I can drive quite expertly. I will take you on a drive even in the city, said Aditi

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