Lost

It was difficult to receive such news. Not when the present gave a significant impact in your life, even for a while. To have such a great mentor and role model when you were still young @ heart, ambitious and challenged by the reality. That someone is to be missed for the journey that I had taken under his wing, Al- Fatihah.

When the news came, I was always hoping to have a reunion and ask for his help for my future work in the nearest time, not knowing when only to realize that Allah had a better plan for him and for me. Years have passed where we had been travelling our own destiny and will.

I am until now in a way indebted to him for my growth as an individual. It may not be great, but those time spent had definitely taught me of something. I was often mesmerized by his calmness and quick wit, even in a subject that was alienated to him. When no one believed in my capability, he took the risk of handing a project for me to handle on my own. When I was searching for something to be focused on and be proud with, that one door was opened for me to embrace and explore until my values were looked upon. Until the day I decided to pursue my dream and that was my last sight of him.

Memories flashed as I was closing my eyes...

Perhaps when the time comes, I will touch other's life as he had touched mine.