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Dearest Armeen,

It’s taken me a while to write about Sam…..your pretty mom and my lovely sister. No words can describe the relationship we shared. I’ve seen your mom grow up since she was a tot. She had the most adorable smile. She could enter any room and light it up.

We got more and more close as we grew up and planned overnights, where we went berserk laughing, joking, playing games and eating maggi with cheese (Sam’s favorite) as if there was no tomorrow. Sam was always happy and spreading her happiness around, bringing all of us (cousins) to smiles with her idiosyncrasies.

When she met your dad, she seemed to mature overnight and would start these late night chats with him and leave the games mid-way to get her privacy. But we let her be as we were happy seeing her happy. The only memory of her crib factor was when I went with her to the designer for the finalities on her lehenga and how she fired the woman (in a nice wayJ) so that she could get it right. Your mom and dad made the perfect pair and Abi perfectly complimented her.

Sam was in constant touch even when she settled in US (thanks to whatsapp) and she continued being her jovial self. She was at her best as a mother and tried to cope with all the challenges like a strong woman should, including Cancer.

Her best quality was her innocence and happiness and a ‘Never say die spirit’.

My wish for you Armeen is that you gain her best qualities and grow up to be a beautiful and strong woman just like Sam.

For me it’s been a Goodbye I will never come to terms with, and will always re-live Sam’s best memories in you.

Maheen Maasi!

This poem best reminds me of how Sam would have thought…..

Now I’m free……

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free I'm following the path God laid for me. He took my hand, when I heard Him call; I turned my back on it all I could not stay for more days, To laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way; I found my place at the close of day. If my parting has left a void, then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss; Ah yes, these things, I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you sunshine for tomorrow. My life’s been full, I savored much; good friends, good times, A loved ones touch. Perhaps my time seems all to brief, don't lengthen it with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.

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