In one of the years,
I was swimming enjoying riding the waves,
And jump over it,
However, suddenly found the beach had moved away,
And that the sea has grown deeper,
When you try to swim to return,
I felt tired and Bellows,
I took the lift up my right hand for help,
No one answered,
And then I realized that I Musharraf to death,
I got up to prepare for that moment ..
I like this, I saw something strange
, I saw the sea bed net and my father (may God have mercy on him) like he was sitting in the cabin glass and calling me wondering: Did not get tired after this life?
Here I felt I was dead for the inevitable, I raised my hand for the last time, Farda index finger, and pronounce the certificate, I did not know then what happened, God only some humming and human voices overlapping, and one of them pushing on my stomach trying to get it logs in which the water of the sea, and another rubbed my face, and moments .. And I returned to consciousness to find many people around me, including my family who were living outside of watching from the beach, and monitor my hand that I had appealed to them, saying: Praise be to God