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Journalism of Courage
This article is devoted to my lovely great grandpa who is physically no more with us but his dear memories will always linger in my mind. He was smart, yet so simple, lovable and naive. His happiness was his family8217;s relative8217;s and friend8217;s happiness. We lived in Pune and he was in Delhi. So whenever we used to go to Delhi he used to be so happy as if he has got every thing he wanted. I still remember during his last days he used to tell me that beta do whatever you feel like doing in your life, don8217;t be afraid of anybody. If you want any kind of help, you let me know I will support you. Do something which will enlighten your parents name. Your grandparents name too. He used to always say that if you can8217;t like everybody, don8217;t, but never hate anybody. One thing which he has given me in abundance is his aashirwad and that is one thing which boosts my morale all the time.
Dadaji you are always around us. Your place will be always vacant in our family. We all miss you. Just keep on showering your blessings on us from where ever you are. Lastly all I can say is
The ink will remain blueThe rose will remain redmemories of a great person like youwill always remain even after the death!
