From smart to smarter; a fighter’s journey
The maid started screaming and yelling, throwing things all over the floor and causing a scene. My great grandfather yelled back trying to get her to stop but she quickly pulled out a knife from the kitchen and started to attack him, swinging and stabbing. He tried to calm her down and solve their argument but there was nothing he could do, she stabbed him at once and left him laying on the kitchen floor. At least that’s how I picture it happening…
In the early 1900’s my great grandfather had been through hell and back, fighting for his education, his family and friends, his business and his life. He had grown up with a hateful teacher who would give him awful grades because of his envy that his own son was not as smart as him. After a couple years of failure in school he decided that he couldn’t study where he was anymore and set out to do something else in life. Back in those days, lots of citizens in India would set out on a journey to Burma so once he arrived, he immediately got a job in a business to make money. He did not want to be an employee forever though, he had some great ideas he wanted to put to use so he started his own business, who would’ve known this would land him in prison.
When my great grandfather had started his own business, his former boss had gotten so angry he left his company that he planted weapons on him and then reported him to the police. He was jailed and while his friends tried to get him out, there was not much they could do but finally, after a month of investigating, they found he was falsely accused and arrested his boss instead. Although his boss had put him through all of this, he still took pity on him and sent home cooked meals into prison so he could eat like he used to. His friends and even the cops were confused on why he did this instead of seeking revenge but he had a good heart and didn’t want to fight back.
After everything had blown over, he had settled down and kept working on his business, making it more and more successful. He had a maid who would cook and clean for him while he worked but 2 years later she started to rebel and would stop cleaning for reasons we still don’t understand. That’s when she started a fight with him and left him in his own kitchen with a knife in him, leaving him to bleed to death. His friends found him and rushed him to the hospital, but his condition was very severe so they did not think he would make it alive. A couple days later he recovered fully which was not expected from anyone but he came back in good health.
5 years later he returned home to India but would go back to Burma to run his business when a war broke out. The people there were fleeing back to India but he and his friends decided to seek shelter and hide out to protect themselves from the bombing and riots. They all survived the attacks and had gone back to India to avoid being arrested in the country. He built a house and settled down for the last time with his wife and kids so he could finally be in peace.
My great grandfather was a fighter. He was very strong and had a good heart with good intentions for everyone. I’ve never heard the details of this story but he was an amazing role model for my grandma, my dad, and now my brother and I. He was a leader and fought everyday of his life to make a great story. This story ended on November 3rd, 1979.