I. May 5, 2002
I have come out to play in
The sandbox of
Heaven, in the time it takes
To count the beads
Of wracked time, I will test
The shores of a
Beaten throng, a million
Smiles, smoldering.
II. January 12, 2016
the demon storehouse of untapped soil, the chances not supplied with oxygen, the games not played, the full thrust of action not known to muscle or throat or to fresh ink
For my nephew, Hasan (May 5, 2002 – January 12, 2016)
That’s devastating… there can’t be words for such loss…there shouldn’t be.
His last question to me was asking why the driving age is 18 in Pakistan and 16 in some other places. I gave a quick reply as he was on his way out. My inadequate answer left the door open for further questioning that I would have liked to pick up on in our next meeting.
Thanks Rajani.
I wish strength and faith for you as you try and make sense of this senselessness… take care my friend.
My heart goes out to your and your family.
Thank you.
This was straight from the heart. God give you strength.
Thanks Nitin.