His demise.
Both of his legs were amputated. He sat on a wheelchair, and his clothes were tattered, and filthy. Yet, even under those circumstances he greeted everyone that passed by him with a jovial smile, and continued to beg for alms at the corner of the street.
Sometimes strangers will stop and talk to him, while others will drop a few coins into his chipped mug. Seldom does one sees another person not returning his smile, and warm greetings.
One fine day the police came and surrounded his begging spot. Flies were circulating his clothes. He had fallen off his wheelchair. As the police inspected his condition, they shook their heads and called for assistance from the public.
The uncle was no longer breathing.
Several months have passed since his death, yet I still see people whom are familiar with the uncle stop for a brief moment at his begging spot to show their respects.
It is disheartening to know that my silent friend is no longer around.
May he rest in peace.
May he rest in peace.
3.55pm Malaysian Time
3 comments:
Awwww... :(
Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun. May Allah bless his soul and reward those who have help him.
Adib :: It is sad, but he is in a better place now. :)
Kak Chik :: Ameen. :)
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