by Nida Fatima (An author living in India)
Today it’s been 10 years since my brother Farooqui’s death. Although it’s been a long time, I have not forgotten him. It’s so painful to remember his last moment. Because I was the only one of the family who was with him, taking care of him.
He lived with major depression and attempted suicide many times. But every time he survived because I was keeping an eye on him every single minute.
Because he was spiritually bonded with, he always shared his ups and downs with me in the last … Read more...