60 years of a pure and beautiful soul.
Some may smile, even laugh, wondering why I celebrate the birthday of someone who has passed.
Of course, Hooman will never read these words. This text, this blog, they are not for him, but for us. A tribute in loving memory of him, and a quiet reminder of his soul… or perhaps of our own loved ones, whether they still walk beside us or remain with us in spirit, unseen yet ever present.
When I first arrived in Germany, surrounded by a cold atmosphere and a lack of humanity from those closest to me, it was Hooman’s soul that reminded me what humanity truly is.
His quiet kindness became my compass, guiding me to meet others with compassion.
P.S.
To those who may have seen Hooman otherwise, perhaps through moments of disagreement, may you look inward, and ask not about the purity of his soul, but your own.
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