On Monday morning, I received an SMS from a friend informing me that someone we both knew had passed away. He was my age, and the three of us were among 28 students who were awarded scholarships to study in the UK in January 1994. Hubby knew him too, back from his university days, and we had also worked in the same company for a couple of years, although in different departments. A quick check on the office website confirmed the news. I don't know for certain what is the cause of death, but apparently he suddenly had difficulty breathing in his sleep, which lead to his demise.
This is the second time in as many months that someone I know passed away under the same circumstances. It's shocking, that someone whom otherwise is fit and healthy should suffer a (seemingly) premature death in his early thirties. It makes you realise how meek and helpless you really are, and you just never know when the Grim Reaper is coming for you. Yet here I am still squabbling with Hubby about hoarding stuff in the closets. We really should get our priorities straightened out.
Wan and Shahrul, may Allah bless your souls and place you among the righteous. Al-Fatihah...
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