He was probably a few years younger than me. Apparently he went to play squash with his two sons the day before followed by a meal where he had a massive heart attack.  He died in the hospital later that night. This is a second friend I have lost within this year. Both to massive heart attacks.

Now we may say "it cannot happen to me". However, no one knows. Shafiq was very fit and has always been so.

The message for all of us is to live each day as it is the last because you never know what tomorrow will bring.

The word Namaste, which comes from Sanskrit means: "I respect that divinity within you that is also within me" or "The light within me honors the light within you."

It confirms that we all have the divine in us and that we are from the same source which is 'light' itself!

Can you imagine what the world would be if everyone practiced this philosophy of treating others with such reverence?