In a world where heroes come and go

Well God just took the only one I know

So I’ll hold you as close as I can

Longing for the day, when I see your face again

But until then…. Baba

I didn’t know the last time we played darts would be our last game or our evening tea in the garden would be the last, I am so numb and I can’t feel anymore. I am praying you’d just walk back through that door and tell me that I was only dreaming. You’ve not really gone as long as I believe because I can feel your presence around me

Baba, there’s gnawing hollowness in my chest that I know I’ll have to learn to live with. It’s nibbling my soul every day, but even with all this emptiness I still feel your love Abu Jaan. I feel you protecting me from sadness and pain every time I close my eyes, I only have good things to remember.

I know it’s your doing that you were a blessing in all our lives. We were blessed to have you for as long as we did, but you were not meant for this world you were too good, too pure, too full of love that’s why he took you back. At least we had you.

My friends always say I am perpetually strong and now I realise it was because of you, you gave me strength to fly, nothing anyone said mattered because I had you and you loved me. You are part of my soul. My reason for everything & my direction. Every morning all that I would do or did was with the hope that one day you would be as proud of me as I was of you.

I promise I will wake up every day still with the same thought, because you are here and I can feel you, you are in me, Ami, Bhai’s, my niece & newphews . The imprint you have left on me is so strong. It might just be enough to keep us going, but never enough for me to be fully whole.

Please, Read Fatiha or perhaps some Quran for him, my family & especially for my strong mother.

Thank you!