Tag: my Beloved

Time flies
Space shrinks
Moment signifies
Does it even matter?

You farewelled
Sweetly to all,
Yet no one knew
Until you departed.

This selfish self
Has learnt selflessness
That it is about forgiving regrets
And escorting you to the grand gate.

We weeped heavy tears,
You’ve left long love trails.
We thought we loved you,
You’ve ignored our selfish wails.

You smiled at the long line
That witnessed your selfless joy.
We smiled to you, thanking life
For giving privilege of having that boy.

Thank you
For magically turning us
From egoistical arrogance
To considerate beings.

Thank you,
My dear boy.

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Gathering after his funeral, most of us shared about our experiences with him in his life time. Most of stories were his witty strength, social awareness and artistic talents. Many were also about how much he ate — he was not a picky eater.

Yet some kept saying “I can’t stop crying”, “I was one of those giving him last sacred bath”, “I trembled one night before he passed away”, “Why did you leave me?”, “I am so lonely without him around”, blahblahblah of all expressions showing how people experience you. Great self you are!

Yet does it matter? We mostly are all regretting what we didn’t do what we should have done with and to you. We mostly have difficult time to forgive ourselves for not doing so with and to you.

It is about you — all the administration and ceremonies. Yet at the end it is about forgiving ourselves from what we have regretted and about accepting that you are not physically around anymore.

You? Vito, you pass this cycle and enjoy the happiness beyond our joy!

My tears will dry; yet my love will keep flowing to you.

💕

Salaam.

we’ll continue striving for what you’ve always dreamt of — loving family and wise fun personality!

people said it is the longest line of funeral procession for a young man of an ordinary family — everyone said it is because of your true and selfless self