"Did I switch off the gas?" "Did I forget to lock the doors?" A cold wave slaps my face; just as your hands, coarse and hard, so often...so strongly came on my cheek; bringing me to reality. I push these mundane thoughts out of my head and bow my head respectfully in your remembrance.
Dr. Iqbal Yazdani
1956 - 1998
Father, Husband, Son
"The heart of man is restless until it finds its rest in You"
Father, Husband, Son
"The heart of man is restless until it finds its rest in You"
I slowly pluck out the weeds grown alongside the grill fencing your grave, and then carefully place the fresh flowers by your side, as I do every year. "How does it feel to be caged?" "Are you at rest?"
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