I miss you calling me amma
Ali Farzan I miss you calling me amma. That was the sweetest sound ever produced in the world. It was like rain drops; soothing and harmonious. I know I will hear that voice again. I know you will hold my hand and direct me. The same way you directed me while crossing the road two days before the accident. I want to follow you as if I am ignorant. And I will be ignorant and you will show me all the places. You were used to behave as if know more than me and that was true many times. I loved your role of guide. This role was giving you power, sense of being knowledgeable, and pride. I will see all these characteristics of you again.
Ali Farzan your friends are playing and making noise. I hear them as they are loud and think that I never heard your voice in such noise. You were blessed not to be loud. Even when you shouted it was not that loud. You were a silent player. But your sound was distinct enough for me. it was powerful enough to convince me even if it was not loud. Do you remember negotiation while buying books. You told me why one was better than other by pointing out at specific parts of a book.
You are with me all the time. It is only that Allah Mian has changed your role from guide to companion. Dont be disappointed. It does not mean that He doubts your knowledge. He is giving you time to attain more knowledge so you can impress me more. Amma loves you Ali Farzan.