unfair.

thoughts triggered by the recent sad threads in general. Im posting this here because my thoughts are depressing, and the bereaved posters are likely to visit general. mods, please keep this thread here.

Omer Humayun was a friend I had three years ago. A very bright soul, the kind that instantly attracts people around him. He was definitely, by far, the most loved person of our class.

For his family too. He was the only son, and the youngest in a family of four. You know how pakistani families are, sons are supposed to be ladley. I know that his family used to dote on him, worry about little things like what kind of food hostels served. His father conducted a survey of GIKI hostel’s water tanks to see if the water was safe, on his own expense. His mother always reminded me of mine, fretting about always standing at the bus stop to collect me, instead of letting me come home on my own, because i’d supposedly be too tired to do that.

He used to be afraid of water. Not afraid, but he didnt know how to swim. Once, as a childish prank some boys threw him into the swimming pool.. they didnt know he couldnt swim. turned out that he was afraid of the water for good reason.

in the vacations, he went to karachi, to the beach. he was on the sand, his cousin in the water. as would be fate’s wont, his cousin started drowning. bravely, inspite of his fear of deep water, he went in to try to save him. he was wearing jeans, and didnt know how to swim. he didnt have a chance with hawkbay’s water. his cousin survived.

i just cannot imagine how his mother would’ve been told. and how they moved on after that.

i dont see how kisi ki behtari thi .. in his dying. not for his parents. not for his sisters.

i dont see how anyone can tell them iss may koi behtari ho gi. how can they say that..

he used to have grand ambitions, used to place a lot of faith in his intellect. i remember when he was having trouble in his grades for a physics course, how he stepped things up a notch and was delighted when he did well. he was that way. people who’re easily ‘delighted’.

such a bright, bright person with bright intentions and a world of love around him. one moment, and hes a figment of one’s imagination.

just so theres some value to my remembrances, fateha/prayers requested for a very, very bright, kind, soul.

ravage,

He’s alive in your memories.
May he be in a safe place.

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It is indeed an unfair world sigh

its so sad.... :(

what is this people..as if we did not have enough sad news floating around...

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thats really sad :(...
n yes ur right ..sometimes i wonder too that as ppl says everything happen for a reason so wat abt things whic makes us sad ..wat abt bad things ? wats the reason of em ?.....

yes life isnt fair ... :(...

Inah lila e wa inah ilhe rajeon .:(

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I used to get very depressed over news of someone's death. It's odd that it doesn't effect you as much when you hear stats like 5000 kids dying each day due to unsafe drinking water, but it hurts like mad when you hear of a 12 yr old dying in a car accident. I think we find it easier to relate on a personal level, rather than being able to relate to numbers, if my mind could actually fathom the amount of tragedies that occur around us daily, I think I would die of grief.

I don't think this is what I had in mind when I clicked reply.. umm, I wanted to say that I think I am becoming indifferent to death. It's my new shield against it, because I still struggle with the concept. And so now I am only shocked for a few days max, then all is back to normal. Or is that the case with all of us, if we didn't forget or stack things away in the back of our minds, how would we ever go on.

It is so sad about your friend ravage, it's true that we're all going to return to God one day, but I wish there had been a different less painful way of doing all this. May Allah give Omer a place in Jannah and may he be at peace. Ameen.

I wanted to share another death I heard of

but GS is filled with enough grief already and I dont' even know how to say it.

Kiya bolouN kiya na bolouN

Allah G.