Salamualikum

"In the ocean of life the isles of blessedness are smiling and the sunny shore of your ideal awaits your acoming....In the bark of your soul reclines the commanding master; he does but sleep: wake him."

Saturday, October 10, 2015

The death of the soft-spoken man.

In the bus, in the hallway, walking down the street images of you reverberate in my mind. How could it be? How could you have died? I was almost offended that you left without any goodbyes.
Your death has left me stunned.
That's the thing about death, you dont always expect it...especially when it strikes perfectly young, energetic, kind and caring people.
I first met you 5 years ago. You had this kind smile, a very introverted, composed poise, that made you feel very safe to be around. You spoke softly and in moderation...I remembered how passionate you were about studying German and how you were planning to leave to pursue a career there. We spoke a couple of times online before you had left and it was such a pleasant exachange of encouragement.
And now, I see your picture posted on social media and I secretly pray to myself..."please God, dont tell me he's....."
and I click the picture and I read the dreaded words.
And I am just sitting there stunned.
He's gone.
Gosh.
:'(