Every year we celebrate Raksha Bandhan at a common place. Last year my younger sister, offered to host the festival , as she had shifted to a new house We were all thrilled. She wanted things to be done perfectly. Every day she used to call me to discuss the arrangements. The menu was finalised after great discussions. Only two days were left.Every thing was planned. At midnight the phone rang. I took the phone. Her daughter was on the line.Sobbing profusely she said , "Mom has passed away." We met at her house not to celebrate but to condole.
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