If We Are Gone, Who Will Celebrate You?

In a small town, there was a humble poet named Imran who lived a quiet life, crafting verses about love, loss, and the fleeting nature of time. He had always believed that life’s true essence lay in the moments we shared with others, in the bonds we forged, and the stories we left behind. As he grew older, his health began to decline, and he couldn’t help but wonder, *"If we are gone, who will celebrate you?"*

Imran often thought of the people he loved and the friends he had made along the way. He wondered who would remember him when he was no longer there to recite his poems, who would remember his simple acts of kindness. Would his words and love linger in the hearts of those left behind? Or would they fade into oblivion with the passing of time?

One rainy evening, as Imran sat alone in his study, he wrote his final poem—a tribute to those who touch our lives and make us feel seen. The last line read, *"In the hearts of those we love, we are never truly gone."*

When the world lost him, it didn’t forget; his legacy lived on in the memories and lives of others.