It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things. To brother Sailas H..such time last yr my heart was broken, my hopes all gone and I really hate the world, the meaning of life because you jst gone in my arms with out any reason why you had to go. I wish I could tell you that you were more than my brother..you always stood for me even tough I was wrong, believing me and urging me on although I fail many times. You play the role of both brother and father at the same time.. Naboii ...Who sait bai sanap backsait lo me..???????
Posted on: Mon, 25 Nov 2013 01:57:30 +0000
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