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Mohammad Mustafa Sajjad
Mohammad Mustafa Sajjad
Islamabad Convent School
A Big Loss To Me
Published On Mar 21st 2012
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On 11 December 2007, it was my Urdu exam. I was very excited as it was one of the last exams. I was fully prepared for the exam and slept in Excitement. Early in the morning I woke up at 7:00 and got ready for school.  I entered the school greeting my teacher’s and friend’s. I was also excited to meet one of my best friend’s Syed Hamza. When I entered the class, Hamza came to meet me and without any stop we started talking to each other. As it was 8:00 we were   given our Urdu paper. The paper was quite easy and in no time everybody had finished the paper.  After Submitting my paper, I went down to the ground to play with my friend’s.  I went down and got involved in playing cricket, I didn’t notice where Hamza was going.  After half an hour my driver came to pick me up, I gave him my bag and started walking out of the school. As I was coming out, I saw several people gathered around a van. I also saw a security van containing security guard’s. I was very keen to know what had happened, so I started to walk towards the van with a crowd of men gathered around one of its door.  I went into the crowd pushing the men apart; I was shocked to see my friend Hamza with his head all red and eyes bulked out. I created a panic and went towards another van of my school mate’s.  I asked them about Hamza, they said that he had been crossing the road without seeing the van and came under it. When I turned around, our School van driver started the van and took Hamza to the nearest hospital. With a lot of fear I went back to my home.  As I reached home, I began to weep as I knew he couldn’t be saved.  After an hour, one of my friends called me to inform that Hamza had died that moment. I began to cry and felt regret. Each time I thought about him, a thought came into my mind that I could had talked to him for the last time. I could not believe that I had lost one of my good friends. That day was the worst day of my life because I had lost a wonderful friend.
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Mustafa Sajjad,
Islamabad.
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Comments 14
Ali =( Ali
Jul 4th 2012
 
 
Ali SOOOO SAAAD Ali
Jul 4th 2012
 
 
@@F!y@ I can understand ur feelings... cause da same happened wid me. ;( @@f!y@
Apr 8th 2012
 
 
ayesha Awww, emotional:( Ayesha
Apr 2nd 2012
 
 
Wajeeha Aww.. May Allah forgive him and grant him Paradise.. AMEEN Wajeeha
Mar 27th 2012
 
 
Ashna That's sad....i can't imagine my best mate dying. Ashna
Mar 26th 2012
 
 
Aliza Amazing Aliza
Mar 25th 2012
 
 
Afzal Very sad and heart touching storyy......this should be published in the magazine....:"( Afzal
Mar 25th 2012
 
 
Mohammad Mustafa @Ashna, yes he was my best buddy. More like a bud without whom a day is incomplete. Mohammad Mustafa
Mar 25th 2012
 
 
Ashna That is sooooo sad:(. Was he your best buddy? Ashna
Mar 25th 2012
 
 
Aimen HEARTTOUCHING Aimen
Mar 25th 2012
 
 
Mohammad Mustafa Yes, its a true story. I still remember this day. Never forgettable . Mohammad Mustafa
Mar 24th 2012
 
 
manail Very nice and moving story. Manail
Mar 22nd 2012
 
 
Ashna Hearttouching...is this story true? Ashna
Mar 22nd 2012
 
 

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