Jamilu Shehu Ashaka, words can't begin to explain the depth of pain that i feel at the moment. Sometimes, i wish my phone rings and it is your name on the screen. I hopefully want it to be a lie. I fainted when i heard of your death. I couldn't believe you died without a goodbye. The 28th of May, was the day i heard of your demise. I wanted it to be a lie, a stupid joke until i truly saw your grave. I won't forget you my dear friend. You were more than a brother.You looked out for me, even those days when i piss you off, you still come back & i wonder if anyone can do that for me. You my friend remained my hero until your painful demise.
Sometimes you read some stories & laugh off with the thoughts that it is a fiction of someone's imagination. You aborted 14times for one man& you still think its all fun & fantasy? Who do we blame? Read her story.
I am passionate about helping people with disabilities many a times will you see me helping a blind man crossing the road. Back in my school, i met a charming flirty man who was a student in the department of .... not telling! what drew me to him was his positivity towards life. He was blind but his zealousness to study was ahead of those of us who have eyes. He couldn't see but could distinguish you from your voice. Didn't i love when i hold his hands on the staircase? But people on a serious note, people with disabilities are people like you and i in some cases like Lizzy's, they became disabled by circumstances. Reach out to them, hold their hands, help them even when they throw your help back in your face, a little hello, a big smile, a helping hand, a chat, might not mean much to you but trust me it will forever remain printed in their heart. Disabled, Still I Stand – Lizzy’s Story of Hope By Elizabeth Oke Prior to the ...
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