Harith - at 3

note: how not to miss him after he is no longer a boy?

in search of my soul

note: i took (i still do)random shots of places i passed through. my heart and mind have been aimless for some time. O Allah, give me back my soul.

NEXT - little that we know

1. he who suffered from depression, anxiety, panic disorder, and slepplessness has passed through the difficult time after consulting a religious teacher. الحمدالله .
   
   
2. a day or two after coming back from the chiang mai company trip late last year, a staff member of the company was involved in a road accident and had been in a coma for about two weeks before passing away. the way the story goes reminds me to another story on my blog. when i heard the news i spaced out running over one otherwise-forgotten moment at the chiang mai airport. he had worked for the company for eight years and the only (as i could recall) time we ever had a conversation was at the chiang mai airport. he asked me to help filling his custom form because the fonts were too small for his eyes. to Allah we belong and to Him we shall return.
   
   
3. last two fridays, my thirty-four-year old friend and former colleague passed away of cervical cancer. i could not pay her a last visit because she was 350 km away and i would not be able to make it in time. she was sweet and her laughter and jokes are all I could remember. to Allah we belong and to Him we shall return.
   
   
4. my colleague who was diagnosed with bone-marrow-deficiency last year did not go for a bone-marrow-transplant as suggested by the specialist, instead opted for a blood transfusion. the initial once-a-month transfusion became every-two-week after about eight months. upon evaluating his condition going through regular transfusion, the specialist (again) advised that he goes for a bone-marrow-transplant as the likelihood of him developing blood cancer (whatever that means) is high. he is now in the hospital for the could-be unclear side effects of the transfusion. may Allah give him strength.
   
   
5. a lady colleague (there are only four beautiful (الحمدالله) ladies in my office) had to go for removing-of-the-ovari operation last year (i did not blog about this then because i cringed at anything to do with damage-of-the-reproduction-organ news). in order to stop the tumor (or whatever) from developing into cancer, she had to go through chemotheraphy as well. it has been some months since she had the first dose of chemo and i have tried to be expressionless in the face every time i saw her and the side effects of the treatment. the pain i feel in my heart is seamless. may Allah give her strength.
   
   
6. my best-fren's daughter who went for a bone marrow transplant last year has completed the treatment and is home (since february, sadly i do not know exactly when). she does not know me but she is my daughter in my dua. my heart has been with her. الحمدالله she has made it.
   
   

harith - at 4

note: they are not jokes but his mom still finds them funny. life is colorless and soundless without mothers and children.