Nobody Knows Why It Happened

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For last few days I've been recalling the good and bad incidents that I witnessed. My yesterday's post was about a very old lady from a rich family who swallowed a lentils grain and fell asleep. Today I recalled her 25 year old grandson, a good looking , unmarried young man. The family has a big garden. That day the boy came home from the garden and sat on a sofa. His mother asked him if he would like to have a cup of tea.He agreed. The mother went in the kitchen. Seconds later she heard a blast, a gun shot. She rushed to the room where her son was sitting. She found her son lying on the floor bathed in a pool of his own blood. He had shot himself dead with his father's rifle. I was at my house then. Heard the news and rushed to their house. There was a large crowd. The police had come. I somehow peeped in the room. There was blood all around on the floor. I saw patches of flesh stuck on the wall. Years passed by. Nobody knows what was going on in the family. There are rumors only. Nobody knows what made the young man commit suicide.