I will never ever walk with him again. He is gone now, so young and so innocence. But it was only from my sight, I’m sure. That is all. And there are others who are gladly watching him coming, somewhere…
Just like a passing ship…some says.
To Nor Azrul bin Abu Bakar, … Goodbye. You have a nice dream. Love.
To my sister, Ani : ….Your son, he’ll bring you heaven.
9pm, eve of Awal Muharram, 30th Jan 2006. Outside a mosque, after Isyak in Semerah, Batu Pahat.