Like A Shooting Star

I received a text message from Rough early tonight that reads like this:

Allahyarham Adlan Benan Omar sedang dibawa ke Seremban (Golf Heights, Ampangan) dan akan dikebumikan di Seremban selepas Jumaat Insya Allah

The dreadful moment, one that we really did not want to hear but we know sooner or later it would eventually happen. And so it happens, today.

How ironic is that, when we are just starting to get to know a person Allah comes and decides to take him with Him. We are then left dumbfounded, not knowing where to go, shuddering to find the panic button.

I knew Allahyarham, albeit not personally, for years but only the last three or five days that I decided to find out more on this brilliant guy, and that led me to a number of writings on blogs and websites by him, and by people known to him in tribute of Allahyarham. In fact I was going through another round of reading a brilliant piece of writing by a friend fondly describing him when I received that message informing about his demise. How ironic is that.

One particular piece relates on how he always wanted to die young, that he wished to be just like a shooting star; live only for a short moment, but leave an everlasting impact to people around him. Indeed he has.

Al-Fatihah to Allahyarham, may he be placed amongst the pious in the afterlife.