eulogy

we are not related by blood. we are tied mutually by an informal bond that is bridged through the same belief.

i would not say that i personally know you well as we did not really cross each other's path a lot in the past.

i got to know you through your brothers, who were my classmates. who used to study together along with my other friends. i got to know you when we met once in a while at family gatherings.

i heard a lot from your friends and family, what a great person you are. and all that's left now, are patches and pieces of your adorable jesting, vivified smile, contagious exuberance and the very person that you are, in a figment form that occupies parts of our memory cells.

it breaks my heart that chances did not award me the opportunity to visit you, not even once when you were struggling and battling on the bed, in that patient uniform.

god bless your soul, on perhaps the night that every strong believer is seeking for, lailatul qadar.

crying my eyes out for your family's loss was certainly not a choice.

in loving memory of syahir lokman. you are loved for eternity.