It's Late But It's Never Late

Its been exactly a year I have not visited her grave. The memories just hit me badly when I read a post on DnG's blog. Every time I wanted to visit her grave in the last one year I ran away from it because being there will bring back memories of my ex.

Who was she to me in her life? A women who never knew me, a women who never wanted me for her daughter, a women who I met and spoke to but always as a stranger. I have seen her death in someone's eye. I loved her like my mother. I wanted to be her son as she never had one. Its been nearly 2 years since she passed away from cancer and it just looks like yesterday.

Allah yer7amha...