i didnt want to leave the room
i was pinned to the ground with a strong sense of magnetism playing about,
in that room, everything was wat i wanted it to be then,
the room temperature was just right to match the illness i fell into that day.
the warmth of his presence was a blanket over me.
i felt like a kid again..
the amount of obvious love and concern took the pain away instantly. the sign of worry in that fatherly calming eyes dripped a tear of unknown emotion.
at that moment he was playing both the role of a "father" and a "mother". i couldnt bare the weight of love that was imposed in me...it was too much.

i slept.
with his voice in my head, i slept
with my thoughts running in my head, i slept
i slept and woke up to the beautiful sound of azan
smiles....