Today, I have a serious post. It's a tribute to my beloved biology and chemistry teacher, as well as adviser and friend, Dr Galal, who passed away on Friday due to a doctor's mistake in his chemotherapy sessions.
Dr Galal was the only friend I had when I first moved here. I was bitter, miserable, lonely, and depressed, but he always found away to make me laugh. He made every situation 10x lighter and he made me look forward to going to school. He also helped me get over my initial insecurity of being around different people, and he helped me merge into the new, strange culture, yet maintain my own identity.
His death was a giant shock. I can't believe he's gone. Micheal Jackson's death was more realistic than this! To know that his spirit is not longer on this Earth is humbling. It reminds us all that death can come at any time and to any person. We don't know when we're going to die, and we have no way of stopping it when it does arrive. It's scary, yes, but we have to accept that this is, in the end, our fate. In this life, we are on the constant pursuit of material goods, but where will that get us? We won't be judged by how much money we made, how grand our mausoleums were, or what our taste in pop culture was. It's by how much good we did, how faithful, loyal, honest, pure, and true we were, and how we remembered God. Because you see, we can build, build, build, but this is where we end up in the end.
Live a virtuous life.
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