Ten years ago today, a friend died. I was devastated. If you have ever lost someone young and close to you, you will understand that mystifying moment that can last a few hours or forever if it is someone like Job.
Job was a special friend to me. He had a big heart, physically and metaphorically. His heart was big and one could see and hear it beat. He had battled with Rheumatism and that had left him badly weakened ever since he was a child. He was thin, weak and exhausted. He could not do any physically exhausting task. Just walking the kilometer to our primary school and around the market was enough to have him whimpering, panting and his heart beat beating dangerously fast.
His was the saddest and tragic short story I know to date. We only met in class 7 and our friendship was to last …
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