Last Thursday nite, I just found it hard to fall asleep. During sahur on Friday morning, mum was telling us to go and visit tok again over the weekend telling us that tok’s condition had deteriorated, now having difficulties even swallowing fluid and not able to open his eyes. I had visited him the previous weekend with the boy before he flew off and we were glad that we did. My heart just crashed when I saw him, as just couple of weeks ago I saw him all fine but that day, it can be clearly seen that he had lost a lot of weight. That was the last time I sat on his bed, fed him, massage his hands and laid down on the same pillow beside him. He opened his eyes and cried when he looked at us. I felt reluctant to leave that day as I kissed him.
Friday morning as I just reached office and was preparing for my presentation, mum called and her voice was unstable on the other side of the line. It’s the call that I dread the most, to inform the demise of the beloved grandfather. I was still crying even when I got into the cab and was crying still when I reached my destination. I was still in a daze…as I kissed tok goodbye…
Friday morning as I just reached office and was preparing for my presentation, mum called and her voice was unstable on the other side of the line. It’s the call that I dread the most, to inform the demise of the beloved grandfather. I was still crying even when I got into the cab and was crying still when I reached my destination. I was still in a daze…as I kissed tok goodbye…
Al-Fateha
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