How These Days Pass-1
Thursday, June 5, 2008 at 11:13pm
June 5th, 2008. Today we went to visit Asif's ghost bike on Queens Blvd. I was there on the day the volunteers installed it, which is about a month ago. But Bachchu or Nafees didn't get to see it. So, we all went there tonight.The bike, along with the memorial and plaque, stood on the sidewalk as a reminder of the meaningless, senseless, heartless killing of my son Asif. A bright talented youngman, with so many dreams. I've tried to protect Asif from all the harsh words, ill-treatments or harassments all my life. I defended whenever someone treated him badly. When he was in high school in Texas, a kid bullied him. When I found out about it I was furious. I called his parents and the school authority right away. Some people might think I acted badly, but that's how I am. I wanted my babies to be happy, secure and safe. But at the end I couldn't protect him from this reckless, careless truck driver.
Thursday, June 5, 2008 at 11:13pm
June 5th, 2008. Today we went to visit Asif's ghost bike on Queens Blvd. I was there on the day the volunteers installed it, which is about a month ago. But Bachchu or Nafees didn't get to see it. So, we all went there tonight.The bike, along with the memorial and plaque, stood on the sidewalk as a reminder of the meaningless, senseless, heartless killing of my son Asif. A bright talented youngman, with so many dreams. I've tried to protect Asif from all the harsh words, ill-treatments or harassments all my life. I defended whenever someone treated him badly. When he was in high school in Texas, a kid bullied him. When I found out about it I was furious. I called his parents and the school authority right away. Some people might think I acted badly, but that's how I am. I wanted my babies to be happy, secure and safe. But at the end I couldn't protect him from this reckless, careless truck driver.
My baby was coming home from work. In the morning, Asif, Moumita, Nafees and I, we all used to leave the house at around the same time. Which caused problems in the morning because we have only one shower, and Asif and Moumita both would take a shower every morning. Almost every morning I had to act as a referee between Moumita and Asif, begging Asif to use the bathroom earlier. It also had a good side, we got to say hello to each other in the morning. On the morning of February 28th, by the time I woke up. Asif already took a shower, made and had his breakfast. Amidst the morning rush hour, we talked about a few things. While he was putting his shoes on I reminded him about wearing his helmet. Asked him, you are wearing your helment, right?He answered 'yes ma'. Again I told him, "Please leave at least 15 minutes earlier so that you don't have to rush on your way to work. Give yourself some extra time." Asif answered, "yeah ma, I'm leaving early." Also,I promised him that I would call the cellphone compnay after he comes home that day.But, he didn't come home that day. He won't come home ever.
To be Cont'd...
To be Cont'd...
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