THE LOSS OF A FRIEND IS EQUIVALENT TO THE LOSS OF A LIMB!(MANASSEH)
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| A great man and a Friend |
It
was a Tuesday morning, my phone rang!
In a low tone, he said “Peace, it’s me Jesse”.
Still trying to get the name, he mentioned your name, “its Manasseh’s friend.
Trying
to exchange pleasantries, I asked, Oh Jesse! How are y………. He quickly jumped in
before I could even ask of his welfare. Have you heard what happened to
Manasseh?
On
hearing this question, My heart skipped two beats. What do you mean? What
happened to him? I managed to ask. Now my heart was beating very fast. His
exact words were, “they said he went!”
What
is this one saying? Is that even a word? Went to where? Did he leave his house?
Is he missing? Was he kidnapped? What the hell does “they said he went” even
mean? Then he responded, “he is dead!”
Again,
my heart skipped another beat. Immediately I ended the call, excused myself and
walked down the hall way. I dialed on Christopher’s number, because Chris
never communicated such to me.
Unfortunately,
you were really gone, to never return. I always remembered you in my prayers, not
knowing that you were dead. You died 2 weeks ago. 25/7/2017.
Manasseh, this is hard for me!
i always thought i have seen worse in life, hence a strong woman, but this one hit me real bad. This pain is worse than any i have ever experienced.
We had our differences, but you were my definition of a
friend. A guy so humble, sincere, simple, respectful, caring, kind, church boy.
You were everything good. You always kept a smile even in the face of the worst
things. You never let what people think, say or how they act get to you.
I
always wanted to fight for you. I always promised to flog those who tried
taking advantage of your humility and simplicity. Even your spiritual battles,
I always wanted to win for you.
Though
nobody is perfect, but your good supersedes your flaws. You were good like
that.
Young
engineer, cute, big nose, intelligent, stylish dancer, music lover, church
goer, God’s Lover, cheerful and caring, mummy’s lover, mummy’s son. You were
blessed beyond human imagination and still kept a free spirit.
This
blog is all your doing. You designed it so well like it is yours. It was even
your idea that i start blogging.
Over
and over again, I would choose you as a friend. The friendship we shared, it
was beautiful. But still, the pleasure of your company has not so powerful an
influence as the sorrow of your death.
The
death of a friend is equivalent to the loss of a limb. You were my friend.
You
are the reason why I thanked God that NYSC posted me to Zamfara state. You were
my joy, a friend like no other. A lot of things I know today, you taught me.
Remember
when I was undergoing my driving lessons and you suggested that incase I hit
any goat, I should erase all evidence? Or when we played monopoly and I always
cheated by stealing your money? Oh! Do you remember 212 bread? Always got you
that whenever I was returning from a journey and you would always do same. I
almost forgot, remember the day we played chess and i won you? Yes, I cheated!
You
were my family back in Zamfara.
Manasseh,
I once told you that I don’t know how to say goodbye to friends when they are
relocating to another state. But you advised that I shouldn’t cry because they
are not dead, as long as they are alive, there is hope of meeting again.
Now you are gone forever, to never return. No
hope of seeing you ever again. So many years ahead without you. How am I to
stop this pain?
I can’t believe I’m writing you a tribute, instead of a congratulatory
message.
I
promised to never cry over you. But see what you are causing me. The pain you
are putting me through. But if you could just wake up and say it was all a
joke, I would forgive all.
Manasseh
it hurts so much! This shouldn’t have happened to you!
I
prayed for you always, how could this still happen?
Death
may have succeeded in taking you away from the world, but never from my heart.
Even
in death, I would never forget you Manasseh!
I miss you so much hun.
I
type these words in tears. Wishing someone would just wake me from this
nightmare.
It
hurts so much!
It
hurts sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!
Manasseh
I’m hurt, and I don’t know how to make it go.
Dear
God, pardon me to ask this; why Manasseh?
Guess
it’s happened already, all we can do now is pray you find peace wherever you
have gone to,
It
is said that “while we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are
rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
We
are here crying that a man is dead, but the angels are rejoicing about him,
saying “a man is born”.
I
pray you are in a better place, away from this wicked world.
I pray God be God and judge you fairly.
The lives you impacted, the joy you brought to a lot of persons within your 23 years on earth, some can't do even if given 80 years on earth.
Your good deeds supersedes anything you ever did wrong.
Manasseh,
Go
in peace, go in kindness
Go
in love, go in faith
Leave
the day, the day behind us
Day
is done, go in grace.
Let
us go into the dark
Not
afraid, not alone
Let
us hope by some good pleasure
Safely
to arrive at home.
Go
safe Honey.
Till we meet again.
You
will forever live in my heart!
3 comments
Please accept my simpathy my dear Peace. May the soul of all the faithful departed through the mercy of the lord rest in peace.
ReplyDeleteMAY GOD GRANT HIS FAMILY THE FORTITUDE TO BEAR THIS LOSS.......RIP MANASSEH
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss. May his soul rest in peace. Amen...
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