The new birth of Ramy Fakhry
Ramy Fakhry, a 27 year old friend that I just had dinner with a couple of weeks ago was shot dead 4 days ago his death gave birth to realizations that were never this vivid before.
You see faces that knew Ramy and sense an uncertainty that is hard to accept by our human nature and our perception of the future. As complex and as divert as we are, we all still hunger for relations and unity which is hard to accomplish when a person goes away forever or when most of what we planned for and invested in this present is gone with the wind as some put it.
Although this incident happened in Egypt it happens everywhere every day. I don't mean this particular situation but ordinary accidents. You walk around with friends, and a car comes from nowhere and takes your life away, all what you planned, worked hard for and invested in is gone, it happens everyday and sooner or later to everyone.
Then hits you a bigger question: which is the accident my life or my death, was everyday I lived a gift or everyday taken from me a loss and you look up to this endless skies and you can't run away from a question you feel it's being asked by this system provider or creator.
“Do you know the reason of your existence?” And you answer: “Yes of course it's my identity how can I not know it, how would I live without knowing it, It's me.” Then you hear the question again. “Do you know the reason of your existence?” And you answer: “Yes!” You hear it again, “Do you know the reason for your existence?!” And for the first time you pause and slowly respond: “I'm not sure...”
“I see your sophistication in designing my body and feel very special,I see how I turn to dust and feel cheap. Am I special or cheap..? or is your gift special and this life is cheap..?
If I were made for a temporary purpose why am I made hungry for eternal existence..?Why am I free, why is my mind free to ask these questions..?”
“Well said dear, I wanted you to ask these questions before your second birth.”
“What second birth? Who are you..And who am I..!!?”
A long pause followed by heaven's smiling and a voice: “You are my son and today I have delivered you...”
Ramy Fakhry, a 27 year old friend that I just had dinner with a couple of weeks ago was shot dead 4 days ago his death gave birth to realizations that were never this vivid before.
You see faces that knew Ramy and sense an uncertainty that is hard to accept by our human nature and our perception of the future. As complex and as divert as we are, we all still hunger for relations and unity which is hard to accomplish when a person goes away forever or when most of what we planned for and invested in this present is gone with the wind as some put it.
Although this incident happened in Egypt it happens everywhere every day. I don't mean this particular situation but ordinary accidents. You walk around with friends, and a car comes from nowhere and takes your life away, all what you planned, worked hard for and invested in is gone, it happens everyday and sooner or later to everyone.
Then hits you a bigger question: which is the accident my life or my death, was everyday I lived a gift or everyday taken from me a loss and you look up to this endless skies and you can't run away from a question you feel it's being asked by this system provider or creator.
“Do you know the reason of your existence?” And you answer: “Yes of course it's my identity how can I not know it, how would I live without knowing it, It's me.” Then you hear the question again. “Do you know the reason of your existence?” And you answer: “Yes!” You hear it again, “Do you know the reason for your existence?!” And for the first time you pause and slowly respond: “I'm not sure...”
“I see your sophistication in designing my body and feel very special,I see how I turn to dust and feel cheap. Am I special or cheap..? or is your gift special and this life is cheap..?
If I were made for a temporary purpose why am I made hungry for eternal existence..?Why am I free, why is my mind free to ask these questions..?”
“Well said dear, I wanted you to ask these questions before your second birth.”
“What second birth? Who are you..And who am I..!!?”
A long pause followed by heaven's smiling and a voice: “You are my son and today I have delivered you...”
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