I like writing. It's my pressure valve which I can use to relieve the excessive build-up of emotions and feelings that sometimes threaten to blow me up. It's a way I can put down onto paper things that are eating me up on the inside so that I can face them and deal with them.
There is one such piece of writing, which when I showed to a few friends of mine they suggested I should share it with others for reasons you'll find out when you read it for yourself. I started writing this back in February, a few days after my birthday and it's only just recently that I have completed it. Many of you have been waiting to read this 'story' for a long time and at first I had decided to put it into one pdf file which could be easily downloaded. But seeing as how time consuming that is, I shall now upload each part as I finish typing it. This is where it begins...
There is one such piece of writing, which when I showed to a few friends of mine they suggested I should share it with others for reasons you'll find out when you read it for yourself. I started writing this back in February, a few days after my birthday and it's only just recently that I have completed it. Many of you have been waiting to read this 'story' for a long time and at first I had decided to put it into one pdf file which could be easily downloaded. But seeing as how time consuming that is, I shall now upload each part as I finish typing it. This is where it begins...
*****
UPDATE – 16th Sept 2010
After all these months I have finally completed the writing of ‘the story’. Previously, all the parts were uploaded separately once I had finished typing them. I have now put them all together into one single pdf file which contains a few minor updates and tweaks on the previous posts as well as a final new part.
If you choose not to read any of the main parts then please do at least read the last part, because I’ve explained a few things which should help you understand.
Thank you.
Foreword:Every new beginning is some beginning’s end.
Part 1: Together forever, till death do us apart.
Part 2: Opposite poles of the same spectrum.
Part 3: When it all adds up.
Part 4: What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger.
Part 5: For how long will you deny (change)?
Last Few Words: As my memory rests, but never forgets what I lost.
CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD
To download and view the files, you will require Adobe Acrobat Reader.
I have noticed there are at times issues with downloading of the files. I am currently looking into this matter and will try to resolve it as soon as possible. If you happen to come across a link that does not work, please do leave me a comment informing me of the issue and or if you so wish, you can send me an email at, realities.forgotten@gmail.com. Thank you.
Posts
7 September 2010 at 14:52
I couldnt open the foreward but I've read the other parts.
very deep & I like the way you write.
Blood relations are technically meant to be stronger but this isn't always the case; relationships of any sort need work.
this is how I see it:
Death is the end of life here on earth but not the end itself. As throughout life we are travellers and this life is not the be all and end all- so to speak.
It is natural to feel upset, empty and regret when someone close to you passes away. But the best thing you can do is make du'aa for that person that Allah may have mercy on them; also that you are given strength and patience.
Put your trust in Allah (swt) and He will guide you through life.
Depending on how well you knew the person, its gonna hurt more and you may not be able to cope as well at first. The relationships we build with people differ from each person we know, so its gonna feel different for each person who passes away.
Be thankful for the blessings in your life and that you knew them. Verily with hardship comes some ease.
“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.” – Hermen Hesse
7 September 2010 at 17:46
Hi Anonymous, thanks for visiting once again (I assume you are the same anonymous person who visited before)! =].
I'll recheck the links and fix that ASAP. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
I agree with you on that. This life is temporary, but we say that because we believe in Allah, the last day and the hereafter. What one thinks or perceives about death depends greatly on their beliefs.
As for the happiness and sorrow, that's another part of the story. ;).
Thank you for the kind words.
=]
8 September 2010 at 23:54
yep the same one. btw the links work now
12 September 2010 at 22:54
Reading this has reminded me of the many many conversations we've had, on this topic, the outskirts of it and all, etc.
this is not the easiest of rides, but its a part of life init. Yes, it hurts tonnes, more then i can ever put into words but remember you cant die with the dead.
Beautifully written mann, and i love how youve set it out on pdf. (Y)
x
19 September 2010 at 20:07
read it all! its heavy and very beautifully written- thanks for sharing.
I also like that song by Evanescence- it shows Amy lee's vulnerable side
btw I think you were probably more than friends
hold onto the memories :)
3 October 2010 at 17:45
The story you wrote was simply beautiful. The fact that it was a personal experience always brings a little tear in my eye. Death is always hard to deal with..but the death of a loved one teaches us a lot! We learn that God made love stronger than sorrow so we could continue. And how we live is what’s important, not how we die. Also, in a movie it once said: "we’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?”
I hope this wasn't too long Nas!
Yours truly.
3 October 2010 at 17:46
Ps. None of those were my words I found em somewhere: http://myhappypath.com/2010/03/26/life-lessons-learned-through-the-death-of-a-loved-one/
I think you'll like this. =)
3 February 2011 at 10:40
Most beautiful story ever Nas! :) I recently lost my Grandmom (and I have often felt that she was more of a soul mate than anything else) and this story resounded with me in more way than I could count.
27 August 2011 at 09:42
Oh Nas, thank you so much for sharing this story .. and well done for getting it done in the first place. MashAllah I think you've come a long way, your such a nice, happy and at peace guy .. would have been hard to imagine that you've gone through such loss. But I guess you are keeping the tears away so you can see the stars :) x
24 February 2012 at 23:03
Only one word really comes to mind and that is 'beautiful' its beautifully written and really touched me. I think sometimes the sadness hides in a little place in your heart and soul. A place,song,photo can sometimes trigger the sadness all over again for a short period of time but over time you learn to cope with the loss.
Thank you :)
“We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.”
― Rumi