Dearest Haji Sahab, I miss that person whom I used to gaze at first every morning I miss that person with whom I used to offer my salah I miss that person who would ask me for that special "kehwa" I miss that person who would kiss me on my forehead I miss that person who used to save toffees for me I miss that person who called me his favourite I miss that person who shared his secrets with me I miss that person who always took my side I miss that person whom I always admired I miss that person whom I used to take care of I miss that person who was the epitome of love I miss that person who taught me to believe in prayers I miss that person who believed in me I miss that person who never hurt me I miss that person who was always the strongest I miss that person who was always ready for death I miss that person who taught me how to be always alive I miss that person who can never be replaced I miss that person whom I loved the most I miss that person whom I love the most And I'll always miss him...