The simple conversations and everyday encounters while travelling are of my dearest memories.

My sadness for losing you is similar to having lost one of my dearest relatives.

And ( He will give you ) what is dearest to you help from God and early victory . So give good tidings to those who believe .

Many of them, I can say, are my closest and dearest friends. Many of them studied film many of them studied comparative literature. Throughout the years I have learned a lot about them and with them.

I never thought it would come to this. That I come to write an obituary for the closest and dearest aunts of all. My aunt Reema, may Allah have peace on her soul, age 35, mother of 2 girls and 1 boy, was cowardly shot while she was asleep.