I write to you this letter today during one of my most desperate times of my life. As your son I have nowhere else to go to other than God then you. I hope you can have enough time to read my letter and listen to my heart's rhythm. I believe that you already do understand me without the need to write down a single letter.
Throughout my life I have always found it that your presence is a reliable anchor whenever I run through troubled waters. Being your son, and carrier of your genes, I have learned to face life with an open chest, just like you. Adding to that I have gotten from you the knowledge of accepting all that life deals to your hand. I have also learned to love to live life as it is, and to reap all its benefits without stepping on anyone's shadows. All of these virtues and much more I carry within me, but what if it's just too overwhelming to stand against? What if life places hurdle after hurdle after pothole in your way? I'm sure that you would immediately tell me off and ask me to be stronger, but my life energy is not an everlasting well. I have had no time recently to charge my batteries so to speak, yet it's getting increasingly difficult to cope with all that is against me.
You have always provided for me, and that includes both physical and mental provision. I cannot thank you enough for that. However, what I need now is a wall to lean on and take my breath for a few seconds before my next round with life. I need your laughter to elevate my soul into the skies. I need your soothing words to give me strength of heart. I also need your piercing look to set things straight in my head. I can find all of these qualities in me when I need them, but it seems different coming from you. It feels different, reassuring and stronger coming from you. Of course I must not forget my mother's supreme qualities that found their way in my soul that also provide much sustenance in times of need. Her superhuman strength, her determination, her resolve and her piety takes away all of life's fears. I am truly blessed by God for having such gifts in my life. I envy the place you are in now, for it has your overwhelming presence and is surely full of your joyful laughter.
Dear father, I know that an seeking an answer from you is an impossible thing to ask, but please try and seek permission from heaven to hold me close to you one last time. It's been such a long time.
May God rest your blessed soul in peace.
Your dreaming son,
Mohammed
Ebrahim Saad Alrumaihi – passed away on the 7th of December 1994
ابكيتني يامحمد من الحرف الاول الى اخر حرف اهنئك لانك تملك التعبير واهنئك اكثر انك تجيده بلغة تختلف عن البشر الذين نختلطهم الذين يجدون الكلام والبوح عما بداخل النفس وجبة دسمة لفضولهم ويتمسكون بمابين السطور وفي النهاية لانجد من يخرجنا من الغمة لابكتابة ولابوح فهنئا لك هذا المتكأ "البلوق"الذي تعبر فيه بكل اريحية بعيدا عن اعين الفضوليين
ReplyDeleteاخي محمد ابكيتني وزادت وتيرة بكائي عند مقطعين ربما لامسوا احساسي وكانو اكثر تعبيراا عن نفسي
I need now is a wall to lean on and take my breath for a few seconds before my next round with life
والآخرى
and to reap all its benefits without stepping on anyone's shadows.
محمد شكرا غسلت روحي بدموعي الصباحية
جمعة سعيدة لك ولوالدتك الحنونة اطال الله في عمرها واسكن والدك فسيح جناته قبل ان تخرج من المسجد ضع بصندوقه مالا ايا كان قيمته بنية التصدق لروحه
شكرا على الكلمات.. اخجلتيني والله
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