A Beautiful Ending

It is a warm spring morning. The sun is just climbing towards its zenith. The Oldman is on the bed, a bowl of unfinished pap on a stool beside him. His wife, children and grandchildren are in the room, comforting him. Two great grand babies sat in their mothers hands.

He sits up with the help of his wife, and smiles. Then he tells a story, and emphasizes a couple of points. He asks two questions and then return to laying on the bed.

They all look at him as he raises his index finger up. Beaming, he says: ‘I testify that there’s nothing worth of worship except God, and Muhammad is the Messenger of God.’

And the final breath of his life came.


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