"If memory serves me correctly I mentioned in one of my previous posts the glorious feeling of finishing exams. It's one of those feelings that never fades with time and is just as good as the first time it's happened..."

That's all I had written until I recieved a phone call from a friend of mine telling me that this other Emarati friend of mine that used to study here with us has passed away in a horrific car accident. As soon as he was done giving me the terrible news I made him swear it was true, and after he did I was left speechless. Some tens of memories had flashed before my eyes. I was also told that the story was reported on a site and it was true. I was obviously shocked, but what really got to me was the fact that I found him on flickr a week or two ago and sent him a message telling him that I've found his hiding spot, he replied with a " :) " asking me who I was and that he was sure he knows me. That message still remains in my inbox.. unanswered.

""انا لله و انا اليه راجعون
الله يرحمه و يدخله فسيح جناته
آمين


Well I guess I'll always remember this as the day the happiness of finishing exams was swept and tarnished by the death of a friend. I hope I'll be in a better mood and feel better tomorrow.