Though it seems like I have moved on but my conscience keeps me asking that really? The truth is, « No », never, not an inch. My soul keeps yearning for you to be on my side through thick and thin. I accept that grief is not over.

hum ne mana k taghaful na kro gay lakin…khaak ho jaain gay hum tum ko khabar honay tuk…RIP

It’s never easy to let go and I am tired of holding on the memory. I actually can’t believe that I am still in the process of grieving. It is hard to express how I feel without you and harder to hold on the feelings! I am sure you are in a good place!

Every year on the night of 3rd Jan and day of 4th Jan feels so heavy and I ever find my head too heavy to lift. My neck feels broken and I am lost. I lose sense of dimensions and direction while driving and in general. But this year, for a moment, in a blink, one small thought did soothe me that I am one year closer to you with each passing year. I await to meet you in next world Amir.

Dhoondo gay agar mulkon mulkon... Milnay k nahi naayaab hain hum... taabeer hai jis ki hasrat o Ghum... ae hum nafso wo khawab hain hum...

No matter in which dimension you are today, I know our love is eternal. Sometimes, this is all absolute malonic like Taj Mahal that is an eternal tear on the face of earth and most of the time your love is a ladder that is elevating me higher and higher to make me meet my higher self. Since you left to the date one thing is unchanged i.e miss you. Love you Amir A Rahman

Gone but not forgotten!

Miss me; Miss me not! I do; does your soul ever? Love you Amir

Until we meet again. Lest, we forget.