Its 9:15 a.m – I am at work and from the looks of the day ahead of me, nothing will be accomplished seeing as the only thought running in the back of my head is revolved around Osama Dababneh. It all started last night with a BBM and a phone call from a student at NYIT and a co-worker there; when they broke the news my initial reaction was to say Allah Yer7amo, inquire how it happened and hang up.
I still don’t know the exact details of the accident, but the bottom line is; Osama was walking his dog when a speeding moron ran him over and took off, my 8:00 p.m last night he didn’t make it and the messages of this horrible accident spread around everyone at NYIT, and the news of his passing was made public.
My Facebook home feed was slowly being packed with pictures of Osama, farewell messages and heart breaking memories of everyone who is missing him. For a split second, I turned to his Facebook page and looked at his profile picture and said that I always wanted to remember this man, then I noticed his last status update, it said: “Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.”
I turned off my laptop and attempted to get some sleep, but it was just one of those long nights when you wake up in the morning and try to figure out whether you slept or not. I woke up with a feeling of emptiness and couldn’t get Osama’s picture out of my mind. I even turned into NYIT’s YouTube Channel to listen to his voice, and remembered its Mothers Day! How can his mom deal with his death today? What kind of memory is this going to be, burying her son on Mother’s Day? I get the chills and Goosebumps just thinking about it.
By 8:30 a.m I couldn’t take it anymore and called up a few friends, they were all still as shocked as I was, I even spoke to one of my good friends Anas Zu3bi, his sadness has turned into pure anger, he was in so much fury especially that the guy that hit Osama is still on the loose, and I must say I believe that Anas is right, that guy deserves capital punishment, he deserves death for taking a soul of a young man that way and running away, although deep inside, I know justice will not be served, it never does with our judicial system.
All I can do right now is pray, if anything I wish I was on campus with my friends, students and co-workers, because I know it’s going to be a gray day at NYIT. But for what it’s worth, I know one thing and one thing only, Osama was right, he was hard to find, it is difficult to leave him behind and no one will ever forget him.
Allah Yer7amak ya rab!