I sat in the hotel lounge and nervously looked at my watch. It was half past three, and my friend should have arrived at two o'clock.
I'd been trying to call him for an hour ,but he didn't answer.So,I decided to call his wife.Although I knew they were separated and living in different houses,she was his only relative.
While the phone was ringing I was thinking what I should say.But she didn't answer. either.
I got more worried.therefore I decided to go to his house.His car wasn't there and the house seemed empty to me. However, I rang the bell and waited for a while.But there was no answer.
Then I went to his wife's house and rang the bell. To my surprise my friend appeared at the door.He looked miserable.
He said to me between his tears "She passed away ...... She was the only good thing in my life ......Why were we fighting? I don't remember ...........Why we don't appreciate the things we have until we lose them.........." I had no answer.
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
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It is a nice story Noha, just a bit sad...but true at the same time...
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