How do I even begin to console myself after losing a part of me – my brother Abdul Rahman Jamsheer? The news of his death hit me hard, knocking me off balance and leaving my mind in disarray.
My thoughts scattered, my words faltered and sorrow took hold of my heart, filling every inch of my soul. With Abdulrahman gone, it feels like so many memories and emotions have vanished with him.
Abdulrahman wasn’t just a brother; he was my friend since our high school days. We met when we were just 17, both students in the boarding section of a high school in Beirut. We shared a room back then, and later, we found ourselves together again at the American University of Beirut, where we were practically inseparable.
When we reunited in Bahrain, it was as if no time had passed – as if we were meant to stay close forever. Our friendship spanned over 60 years, filled with countless moments and memories.
Abdulrahman was the closest person to my heart, and without him, I feel lost and alone. We never had any business relations or commercial ties, but what bound us was something far deeper – a genuine friendship, full of affection and love.
I remember when I fell ill one day, I didn’t tell my family. Instead, I turned to him and his wife because I felt most at ease with them. They cared for me like no one else, staying by my side for two whole days without leaving me for a moment.
My friend, as I try to write these words, my hands tremble, my eyes well up and my throat tightens. Your image never leaves me, whether I’m walking down the street or sitting at home. Forgive me, but sometimes words just aren’t enough. Silent tears and a deep sadness are all I have to express the sincerity of my love for you – my only comfort now.
Though you’re no longer with us physically, Abdulrahman, your spirit is ever present. You may have left this world, but you haven’t left us. Your place in my heart – and in the hearts of all who loved you – remains untouched.
The pain of losing you runs deep, a wound that no number of friends could ever heal. You were always by my side, encouraging me through every step of my journey, and you were a shining example of success and perseverance in your work. I can’t help but remember the countless times you made me laugh, the joy you brought into my life, and the happiness you spread to everyone around you.
I attended your funeral at the Muharraq cemetery and stood among the mourners in the adjacent mosque, observing the faces in the crowd and once again acknowledging the profound affection people had for you. Yet, we are powerless against death. It remains an undeniable reality of human existence – a constant reminder of its inevitability that echoes in every life.
Regardless of one’s wealth, knowledge, or status, death is a fate that befalls all. It is an inescapable judgment from God, reminding us of the value of each moment we experience and urging us to reflect on the legacy we will leave behind. Death serves as a solemn reminder that life is a transient phase, in which the true measure of our existence is the lasting impact we leave.
Abdulrahman, you will forever occupy a cherished place in my heart. Your presence has left me with a genuine smile, reflecting the essence of your sincere character. Your qualities, commendable actions, and enduring legacy are indelibly etched in my memory and will never be forgotten.
May God grant you eternal peace and a place in paradise. My deepest condolences to your esteemed family. You will be remembered with great respect and affection. Peace be upon your noble soul.
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