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SAPNA SHAH: A LIFE WELL LIVED

TRIBUTE TO  A DEAR FRIEND, BIG SISTER AND AMAZING LADY.
Hi Saps,
I only came across your clip on the internet last year when I was just beginning my attempts at creating awareness about Muscular Dystrophy, watching you comforted me that I will have someone to talk to during all moments in this journey of putting my life out there and talking about issues that most don't want to talk to.
I immediately looked for your page on Facebook, MY INSPIRATIONAL PAGE and went ahead to send you a friend request. At this time I was approaching you with a lot of admiration because of your courage to talk about this little known condition.
Later we were Facebook friends, a few inbox messages later and we had exchanged phone numbers, Whatsapp messages became the order of the day from there. The phone calls were always lined with laughter and could picture your smiling face as we chatted.
Among the last conversations we had was about forgiveness and you insisted that we should not make other people sad no matter how much they hurt us, and the simple rason you had for this was that they are God's children.
Your words of comfort when things looked thick and I could not exactly make sense of them is something I will surely miss.
You were so excited about your new job at an advocates firm where you were to start this month and you expressed your fears last week when they had not called you with a reporting date but we left it to God and hoped they would get in touch with you soon.
This past month we had been planning to meet up, I came back to work before that could happen but still you were planning to come to Kitengela.
When we talked on Tuesday about the Global Action Week event that was to happen on Thursday, you were happy and was hoping to attend but you were to confirm about transport arrangements. I finally thought we would get to meet on Thursday but the event was sadly cancelled due to security concerns.
Yesterday was a different kind of day, I usually go through my social sites after waking up, I didn't do that, I was away from the phone until around 7pm when I went on Facebook, as I was scrolling down I saw the poster for the health seminar you have been organizing but I noted that you're not the one who had posted it. I went on to read the message that bore the news of your demise. I could not believe it and the first call I made was to you, half hoping to hear your voice but it went unanswered. I then called Carol and Eva but I couldn't make anymore calls after this. You have taught me to be strong and smile at all times and this has been a hard thing to do but for you, I have to.
With tears in my eyes am slowly coming to terms with the reality that you're no longer with us. You loved the Lord and am sure you are praising and worshiping Him with His angels.

Eternal rest grant unto her Oh Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. May she rest in peace, Amen.

Don't chase people. Be yourself, do your own thing and work hard. he right people-the ones who really belong in your life- will come to you. And stay. ~ Sapna Shah

 SAPNA RATILAL SHAH
27/04/1984  -  10/05/2014
 Lawyer/ Psychologist/  Motivational speaker

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