Horrible experience
My grandfather and grandmother lived in Bombay, India during early fifties. They lived in a small ghetto, and they had two children. My grandfather has a job at the newspaper company, Indian Times, as a journalist. My grandmother was a housewife, and the two children were a boy, Amit, and a girl, Sheila who were studying in middle school.One morning my grandfather woke up and went to work as usual. His friend, who was also a journalist, reported that a riot broke out near the hill. Nobody knew what started the riot, so every journalist in that Newspaper Company was sent to investigate. "What started this riot?" he questioned a man who was hurt in the riot."The old Muslim temple on the hill was demolished and the Hindus temple will be constructed on the same place. This made Muslims angry, so they are killing Hindus," he said sharply.This news was brought back to the company and soon everyone in the city knew about the riot. This riot grew bigger and bigger every minute. My grandfather knew it
They stayed for 4 days just feeding on fish. He screamed, "Ah! My legs!" He broke his left leg. " His wife put a blank face and the children were frightened. " Sheila and Amit were so frightened that they were about to pass out. Everyone was happy because they made it alive. He said, "Jump, I'll cushion the kids. He untied the rope and threw it towards the window. Number of lives lost was countless. Fortunately they didn't get hurt, but Sheila was in serious pain. Everyone's face was lightened as a sense of relief. Finally the nightmare was over, but the destruction was unimaginable. He waved his hand and told them not to jump.
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