Well I ought to say that I will miss hearing from one of my friends Mr. Abdul Nurali Mohamed, who passed away last month and it’s sad to know that I had no idea that he was suffering from cancer. As well know how this disease can make a person go down just by hearing it and it makes you feel like a looming death sentence.
I have learnt a lot by communicating with him and also he accepted me and my sexuality because one of his daughters is gay and he understood how she felt and what he as a parent had to go through and how his acceptance made it possible for her to be aware of her presence felt in the family.
I was hoping that I too, could one day write about how my parents accepted me but I guess that may never come. I am not sure if my mother knows or if my father knew? But all in all I wish it wasn’t a big taboo or an issue with me.
One of the things that I want to happen is acceptance of what I am and be able to talk freely about me and my issues and my sexuality as a whole. I cannot go like this at times and I usually hope that at some point I will be able to tell my closest ones about myself. Hard as it may seem there really is no choice here, or an alternate way out, knowing and understanding that I am still living in the family home and am with my mom and sister.
Hard eh… I bet that’s nothing then what others go through….which takes me back to losing my friend Abdul. He was a remarkable person and really fun to be with, a jolly man and an understanding form of father figure. I am sure his son and daughters miss him terribly and I feel the same as I will no longer be able to hear what he has to say or his lovely forwards.
Miss you Abdul…R.I.P
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