The nightmare begin when I heard the news. It was on Oct 5th 2013 it was cold morning, as I woke up I heard a vehicle sound park outside my hostel, when I peep out through the window I saw my cousin brother. Rushed out of my room excited to go and meet him as I rushed out he told me we need to go home. So I packed my stuff left the hostel, as I was nearing my house my brother called out my name and told, dear your dad has left us this morning for the heavenly abort. It was a painful moment. My family couldn't bear the pain. We were totally broken losing a dad in a very young age to live on without a dad but somehow we managed to moved on. We became a happy family again. Days, weeks, months and years have passed. Again, on may 09 2020, as I was half asleep, I heard a phone ring. Besides me was my second sister lying down, she picks up the phone and after a few seconds of conversation she started to cry bitterly which makes me wide awake. She turns towards me with full of tears in her eyes and said brother passed away, hearing the news I broke down. I was helpless I couldn't go home to share the last moment with him. Due to the pandemic covid 19 which is a global issues, all the flights and railways are blocked. Inside the room my sister and I cried bitterly sitting down helpless. Though it was a hot mid spring, the world around me seems to have frozen, I feel the chills in my heart like something has pierced my heart. I cried and cried and cried,  I complain to God why it has to be him why not me why, why.....what have he done wrong I shouted and cried but thier was no response, no answer came....he means the whole world to me I couldn't bear the pain