It is difficult to describe Bindo who was not only my brother but a bosom friend. We shared our sorrows and joys from a very early age. He was my confidant and we always exchanged our experiences all thru our life. It was a strange coincidence that during our younger ages when we were perhaps seven and eight years, we always fell sick together and it was again an irony of misfortune that we were both last year diagnosed with the same disease. It will take me a lot to forget the joys of his company. Alas we were six brothers and now are only four left..
In a way " the light has gone out of my life "
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