It wasalmost same period
when
I became father
and
she was born to call me
'Sabeer Appa'
my grandy...
Mahdhiya Iqbal!
she was the
most beautiful girl
in our family
and very much close
to all of us
brilliant
religious
and beloved
left me now
with
rolling tears
death is something
painful at once
to the one died
but
more painful
to the those
left with memories
she was
always in touch with me.
kept me informed
of whatever she achieved
in her school
whatever happened
in her family
she was like a
blossom in our hall
like a
sunshine at our backyard
like a
drizzle in our summers
death stormed
to rip us all off
she closed her eyes
to leave us in dark
yes...
He
to Whom we all return!
Yet
simple human
takes it cool
when happens in a queue
but suffers
when on random
death was
too quick on her
makes us feel
why, too slow on us?
it hurts
it really does
when i realize
that i wouldn't receive
anymore mails:
"copied to Sabeer Appa"!
May she enters heaven
ya Allah
and
give us strength
to bear this, ya Allah!
சபீர் அஹ்மது அபுஷாஹ்ரூக்

