Just a Note

Things really has gone from bad to worse..... Maybe... yeah maybe the decision made before is fated. God has his own way of disguising blessings, but this is more that we as brothers and sisters could handle.

Then, my fear was only that he would be paralyzed, but still has the ability to move around and could say a few words at least to be able to talk to.

I told her, that things will be different after this decision, where he won't be able to take care of himself right from eating, bathing, easing, sitting, sleeping, standing, walking, moving 0r plus a load of many others. The mood, the emotions, the rationalization, would be as blurr as a night without moon.

All these did not happened. He just lay there quietly, ignoring the people surrounding him, his eyelids helps the empty looking eyes which has not been searching anyone or anything anymore..... He didn't asked for anything, whether its food, drink, a blanket to cover him up, nothing, absolutely nothing... Do anything to him, the stillness of him remains where it is...

A year and ten days lying on the hospital bed, he was refused the opportunity to return home, a home where everything is his and his is everything..... they wouldn't bothered the request by many that the best place for him would be where his surrounding is familiar, so that maybe he could catch up with his senses and became 'alive' again.....

Days. weeks, months and a year pass by... he went down into low pressure.....signalling the end is near.... almost the same day a year ago when he went off snoring into deep sleep. Only this time it was different, where he kept his strength for another three weeeks before finally being called to his destiny of afterlife.

The visit caused disturbance as it was said that it did not equal to the expectation. The young children should be visited too.... yes we would have if he his near the children, but the situation then with the timing of things happening doesn't allowed such convenience..... alas we drove back after accomplishing what we set out to do.

He has given everything to them and in return a two to three hourly visits, three days a week using a sponsored transportation... ha ha how lucky for them and how unlucky for him.... dear or dear.

Whatever, he has been a good brother, the best husband anyone would have want, a fatherly person, a loyal son, the best friend, the best tutor, the workaholic worker, among the best lecturer, is all we hear about him, and in the end he was quickly sent off..... save all the trouble of annoying smell of death of their little kingdom.

Farewell my brother, Abdul Halim Mohamed Ibrahim, though you leave us in such a way, we honour you as a comrade who wins many battles, especially the last year of your life where we watch your suffering without being able to do anything, but yet, you look the same you every each visiting opportunity that I have.

May Allah bestowed upon you his blessing, and place you among the solihins and the ambiyas. Amin.

Al-Fatihah