A Death on Christmas

One of my patients died today on Christmas day. He was from Lebanon. He was a hospice patient. At his death, he was reciting this Dua. This is the first time I have heard this. Now, thinking back, it is so deep. This is in context to Jesus Christ in the Quran. I wonder if he recited this because of Christmas or if he would have done it irrespective of it. I guess, though recited by Jesus, it implies to every human.

Indeed, he died peacefully.

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One wish

I have the same wish

One philosophy of happiness

When my son was a kid, I watched a lot of this show - Winnie the Pooh. I was astonished to find how subtly they subconsciously used to instill philosophies of life in children. Following regarding happiness stayed one of my all-time favorites.

Bo Giyam

I usually don't get time to get indulge in TV entertainment. I still have a long list of movies/serials to watch. Two days ago, I received this local Hunzaii (Burushaski) folk song played at Coke Studio. It is an interesting song (translation at sub-titles) done with some fusion of Urdu poetry. The music and voice of this young kid (Kashif Din) are awesome. What blew my mind is poetry. The concept is that many times a human desires or think of something with all his heart, but in life, many times things run parallel and a human has to live with it. Although the concept is sad when you hear the song you feel like accepting this fact of life with a smile. This is the whole beauty of the song. Within two days, it has almost a half-million hits on youtube.

Link: https://youtu.be/ttHCTsUJklo

Peace at Death

(I strongly believe that stories of most remarkable human beings were never written. This blog is all about looking for such human beings).

I am lucky to be working in a profession where I meet human beings of unusual capacity every day. One of the patients was recently made hospice due to last stage metastatic lung cancer. When the last time I went to see him in the room, his daughter was holding his hand and was crying. He was laughing and trying to joke with his daughter. (He hailed from Lahore-Pakistan, and I did speak to him Urdu).

"Ye ro rahi hai, aap hans rahe hain. Sir! ye kiya majra hai?" (as I tried to lighten the situation).

He replied: "Ajeeb baat hai, maut mujhe aa rahi hai aur ro ye rahi hai. Wese marte huwe insaan ke liye is se ziyada sukoon ki baat aur kiya ho gi - ke aap ki aulad aap ke saath hai, aur aap ke jaane per udas bhi hai!" He smiled and added: "Ji, marta huwa insaan bhi khud garz ho sakta hai"!

All mighty may rest his soul.