READING recently in one of national newspapers an article captioned ‘Guyanese woman shot to death in New York’ brought tears to my eyes, and pain to my heart and my soul.
Rabia Mohammed was brutally gunned down by bandits in New York City while walking with her beloved new husband.
The bandit wanted her handbag, and even though it contained no valuables;  only her cell phone, she clung tenaciously to it because of her love and romantic messages. She kept holding on to the bag so tightly, that the shameless despots slaughtered her, and with it created new MARTYRS OF LOVE, and the makings of a historical novel that will live through time.
The newly-wed widower will now have to remember seeing for the rest of his life, the love of his life dying, drenched in blackened blood in his arms. His tears will flow perpetually from his heart and head. IT IS A TORMENT HE WILL HAVE TO SEE OVER AND OVER, knowing that one day; he will have his beloved in God’s wonderful Garden of Paradise, when he will meet her again.
For him, and yes, her, my heart bleeds, my blood is in animation, and I cry the tears of a lover in deep distress for a lover who has lost his beloved.
As one lover to another, a Man in Love with a great and magnificent woman I call wife, I understand his pain. My blood curdles. As I breathe the breath of life, I sense the pain of the newlywed widower. I know that though she is gone, his love for her will never fade, but will grow stronger, yes, even younger, with more passion and he will enjoy her in his mind’s eye, even romance his beloved in spirit with ecstasy.
I am sure the authorities in USA will find the killers of love’s joy, and that they will pay in the ultimate way.
To the bereaved husband and families, sentiments of love and support from the undersigned, wife and family.
To the husband, I say, you will in the far faraway place and time in timeless time of the Hereafter, perpetually dine and enjoy your bride, where she awaits your loving presence.
WHEN LOVE CALLS, EVEN THE CREATOR LISTENS, AND FEELS FOR HIS CREATION.