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Simple and Quick temporary setup on Linux TOMCAT INSTALLATION ON LINUX **************************** $ wget http://www-eu.apache.org/dist/tomcat/tomcat-8/v8.5.20/bin/apache-tomcat-8.5.20.tar.gz                                                                                                 //downloading tomcat 8 $ tar -xvf apache-tomcat-8.5.20.tar.gz //extracting downloaded file $ cd apache-tomcat-8.5.20/bin //changing directory to bin $ ./startup.sh //starting tomcat server ACTIVEMQ INSTALLATION ON LINUX ****************************** $ wget http://www.apache.org/dyn/closer.cgi?filename=/activemq/5.15.0/apache-activemq-5.15.0-bin.tar.gz&action=download $ tar -xvf apache-activemq-5.15.0-bin.tar.gz $ cd apache-activemq-5.15.0-bin.tar.gz/bin/linux-x86-64/ $ ./activemq start //starting activemq server MYSQL/mariadb INSTALLATION ON LINUX *********************************** CentOS 7 -------- $ sudo yum install mariadb-

The Loss of a Lifetime: When an Adult Sister Dies                 W hen I was 22 (22 years, 6 months), my younger sister, who was my only sibling, died. The day the doctor said and I heard my parent's loud cry, was the most impactful day of my life. In the thickness of shock, I didn’t realize that the rest of my life would be measured in before and after. Before, when my family was intact. After, when I would somehow learn to live without the person I was supposed to get a lifetime with.  “Be strong for your parents,” said blurs of people at Rekha ’s memorial service. I nodded, but inside me, something twisted. I stood in a daze as people streamed by, offering their awkward words and hugs. Be strong for your parents? I thought. I was barely breathing. I was barely standing here. Strong was the last thing I felt. In the early months after Rekha’s death at 20 (20 years, 5 months, 4 days), I existed in a heavy fog. Nothing was as I knew it. I’d abandoned the little