today my grandfather died. i am still under the shock. i can't believe he is dead. he was suffering from zhamer. this letter from me to him:
"hi my dear basido i miss you even if i haven't seen you for almost 3 years. i don't think i was ready to see you unable to remember me as i am your first Grandchild and i had spent my childhood with you and waiting you coming from work in the evening and taking me on each time i come to visit you to your friend's library and letme choose whatever i want and always i had chosen (copybook and pencil , a magazine ( pif et hercule and majid) it's was my ritual even i was jut 3 and 4 years old and unble to read or write but it was my ritual :). spend the sundays in your garage watching you fixing things and sitting in my favourite chair which turns. these simple moments had made me appreciate and enjoy the simplest things in my life even your R4. it's my favourite car :). i have alot of shining memories on that car. ( the first time i eat harira it was in the car and taking me to Railway station to wait my aunts coming from faculty in the evening). "
"May Allah enhance your recompense and be generous in your calamity and forgive the deceased and induce you with patience and multiply for us and for you recompense through patience."

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