مرزا غلام قادر احمد

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495 Death Is Nothing At All I have only slipped away into the next room, I am I, and you are you, what ever we were to each other, that we are still۔Call me by the old families name Speak of me in the easy way which you always used, Put no difference into your tone, Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow۔Laugh as we always laughed At the little jokes that we enjoyed together۔Play, smile, think of me, Pray for me, Let my name be ever the household word that it always was۔Let it be spoken with out an effort, Without the ghost of a shadow up on it۔Life means all that it ever meant۔It is the absolute and unbroken continuity۔What is this death but a negligible accident? why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, Some where very near, Just round the corner۔All is well HENRY SCOTT HOLLAND