the first & the last

Monday, December 1, 2008

way back in 2006

The first time I uttered a word to him was in 2007.
And that's the last time I saw him.

He was the most loved among all and everyone adores him.
He's good-looking, kind-hearted and a responsible son.
The great crowd of friends and campmates proves that he's a wonderful associate.
He turned 20 years old few days ago.

But who knows, that that's how long he lived.
It was atrocious, at the same time fearful.
Neither of us could believe what we heard.

My feet trembled as I saw him slowly being carried down the stairs.
My heart caved in when I saw his helpless face.
The tears I tried to hold back eventually charged my eyes.

A minor bike accident caused him his life.
He left us, to follow his mum who left us a year ago
and a day before my sister's wedding.
He keep saying he missed her alot.

Now he finally got to be with her.
May ALLAH bless your soul, our dearest Malik.
Our prayers will always be with you, and your lovely Mum.

AMIN.


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