Young deaths kill me

Every day, there are people dying but we won’t realise how real it is until it starts to happen to the people around us.

Death can happen to anybody but the one that hurts me the most is the death of young souls. I’m 22 this year and this is the age where we start to work hard towards our dreams and aspirations. This is the age where we take risks, stay up late, work hard, absorb knowledge. This is the age where we begin to build our future. Therefore, it hurts to know that people my age can die, their future and the future of everyone around them gone. Just. Like. That.

It must especially be painful for their parents, the comfort that they’ve longed for, the effort that they put in into raising a child for 20-odd years vanished. Seemingly meaningless.

I lost a cousin, he was 17 I believe when he lost his self-awareness. He had a terrible fever which led to a terrible brain damage that caused seizures after seizures. He didn’t heal and completely lost function of his legs and his mind. It was a painful two years looking at him in that state, totally dependent and helpless. He suffered by being stuck in that state.

Maybe it was a blessing in disguise or just God’s way of answering our prayers to end the pain; he passed away in his sleep. He was almost 19.

Gosh.

I still remember standing over his grave, his body somewhere below, his mind in another world. It felt so surreal like a dream. How could a person so young die?

I even imagined what if I’m in his place instead, beneath kilogrammes of dirt, waiting for the questions by the angels to be asked. A pretty horrifying thought. I feared for him and I hope he is well and accompanied by the glorified people in Islam.

I believe in fate and destiny and it was already predestined for him to go at that age but for us alive right now, there’s a lot that we can learn.

I guess the most important lesson is that death happens unexpectedly. I can die after typing this sentence. You can die just by walking casually at the park. Death happens anywhere and anytime. Death knows no boundaries.

We need to keep that in mind, knowing full well that we can die in our most embarrassing state or even in the state of sinning (astaghfirullah).

Let’s try to live a beautiful life and also hope to die beautifully. That is my wish.

P.S. To everyone who had lost a loved one, young or old, know that Allah SWT is with them and may we hold on tight to the rope He has given us. Allah SWT take whom he loves and may he protect them from the burning fires of Hell. May He forgive all of their sins and that of ours. Grief if you must but never let it consume you.

A reminder for myself too. A pain everyone has to experience.

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