Memories come flooding back

Every mention of your name brings a wave of sadness. You were an extraordinary individual, and I’m struggling to find words to honour your memory. Your presence lit up the lives of those around you, and your versatility and talent were truly inspiring.

I often wonder, how could one person be so gifted? You excelled in every aspect of life, whether it was academics, Quranic studies, or sports. Your passing has left a void, and it’s as if no one can bear to mention your name.

As I see your friends and classmates thriving, my heart aches with a mix of emotions. I wish them well and pray for their long lives, but it brings back memories of what could have been if you were here with us. I imagine you grown up, pursuing your passions, and sharing life’s experiences with me.

The day your foot was amputated due to leukemia is etched in my memory. Your courage and selflessness in the face of adversity were remarkable. You requested that socks to be put on so that mom wouldn’t have to see your amputated foot showing your compassion even in difficult times.

Whenever I engage in activities we used to enjoy together, memories come flooding back. I cherish the carefree days we spent playing badminton and cricket, laughing and having a great time. Your absence has left a void that can never be filled.

I’ve never been able to share these feelings with anyone. Your memories are dear to me, but I’ve kept them locked away, unable to express the emotions that overwhelm me.

Bhat Tabish, participant GKSC Bootcamp