She had the most beautiful smile in the world.
I was the luckiest man on the planet for 8 months and 2 days.
Her smile could unite nations, and her hug was warmer than the sun.
Yesterday she was hit by a car and passed away, together with our soon-to-be-born daughter.
If only we had more time.
We met on August 24, 2021.
It was a weird event, some form of a 60-minute panel discussion.
I have spent 59 of those - staring at a girl in the back row. THE girl.
We met again, I insisted. With every sentence she said, I fell deeper and deeper in love. She was a visionary, building her dreams into the future! A strong little girl, bootstrapping a fantastic tech company. She would organize international collaboration and never ask for credit. She would always find time to build schools in post-war regions at the cost of sleep and well being. She would put bars so high that nothing and no one would match her criteria. That's how the world saw her, but to me, she was my sweet little pumpkin. The softest person I knew.
I was 26, and she was 28. We lived in pain and loneliness until we found each other. It was a match made in heavens. The first girl I ever kissed. We haven't had a single fight. Citizens of different countries with entirely different life journeys, we couldn't be more similar. It was absolute harmony and true happiness. She changed me entirely.
Sona. My Sona.
