Today…hmmm….
His mother…brother….and I visited him.
It should not have been too surprising that there were others too who were visiting their loved ones as well.
I watched some people cluster…. hovering over random mounds of mud…..
“Must be a new entry….” His brother said….I gave fade smile….
I wondered what their stories were.
So we walk to the usual spot….and it's the 10th time I see his name engraved on a steel plate on a flat rock.
Grass had grown on what was once fresh earth.
One may say this was our 11th year without him.
And today again….we were there….
With him....hmm.....
A Whisper of Gratitude
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Reflection on "تعظّموا تعلّموا"
I’ve often wondered why the words of some teachers reach not just the ears,
but the soul.
And now I understand.
Because b...
4 days ago
Hmmm :/
ReplyDeleteThose who leave us, we only leave them when we forget them.
ReplyDeleteHmm. :(
ReplyDeleteSad...death of dear ones always have that impact on us. Moving on with fond memories is the only way left out:(
ReplyDeleteyes we have to move on with their memory of the moments lived with them.....
ReplyDeleteThinking,
ReplyDeleteTouching. Would you like to share more?
Take care