I, Adnan Safee, Founder & Team Member of Nine Angle Productions wanted to share something deeply touching. My daughter, Iba Adnan who is just 15 years studying in IX STD at Jamia Millia School, wrote a poem for a father, Jaibeer Ahmad a friend of mine, who tragically lost his daughter couple days ago. It amazes me how emotionally aware and sensitive today’s children are. At their age, we were more about play and fun, but it seems they carry a depth that often goes unnoticed. A reminder that there’s so much more to this generation than we sometimes realize. We often don’t realize what this younger generation is going through. Social media has created a distance between children and their parents, and we’re so caught up in our own lives that we overlook their feelings. It’s all about studies and marks until standard XII, but we need to make space for a deeper connection with them as parents. Here goes the poem:
Here is the poem in its entirety: In the quietest hour, when the night is still,
A father’s heart breaks, against his will.
Her laughter now echoes in memories' hall,
A young life gone, before it could sprawl.
The sun still rises, the world goes on,
But in his soul, a light is gone.
No words can mend, no time can heal,
The depth of sorrow he’s forced to feel.
He held her close, his precious one,
Now she’s a star, her race is run.
He dreams of her smile, her gentle grace,
And longs for the touch of her sweet face.
Though she’s gone, her spirit stays,
In every sunset, in the morning haze.
She’s in the breeze, the whispered song,
Guiding him, as he moves along.
So, dear father, let your tears flow,
For in each drop, her love will grow.
She’s with you now, though out of sight,
A beacon of love in the darkest night.
Her journey was brief, her time too small,
But she left a love that will never fall.
In your heart, she’ll always be,
A cherished soul, forever free.
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