im amazed that how this thread has been unfamiliar to me yet!!!

feeling touched... after reading the whole thread there is a mixed feeling in my heart... how Mr. Abddus Samad started the journey and how his journey i still going on with the same pace....

i must say Last Island you are the one who is making him alive and this is his real victory

There are memories that time does not erase. 3 years passed by but the dream still lingers.

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The Me you have always known, the Me that's a stranger still.

Ironically, People are valued after death not in their lifetime!

Jo Rooh aik dafa bn gae wo hmesha k leay bna di gae hai.... He has moved to next phase, its not the end.... Some one had told him in dream that See the last island, it was indeed his last island (on earth only) and he moved then! Still in journey... May his soul rest in peace

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"And whoever puts all his trust in ALLAH, He will be enough for him" (Al-Quran 65:1)

Thank you for reminding me that life is much more than the ambitious goals we set for ourselves, and for pursuance of which we keep ourselves eternally disturbed. In the larger order of things, our existence here is just like the flickering flame of a candle or a bubble which bursts within moments of coming into being. What can be a better reminder than this!

This forum represents an era in itself. Countless people have come and gone. They came as aspirants and left as civil servants or, mostly, as human beings humbled by the experience of failure—as better versions of themselves! Indeed, success doesn't make you learn what failures can! During all this time, Last Island has remained the only constant in this "world of variables" we know as the CSS forum.

I remember when my elder brother had begun preparing for CSS back in 2010, I used to help him with tech. stuff. That included procuring material for him from the internet, and we all know that this place is the only place for CSS stuff on the net. I always got fascinated by this one member having plenty of medals under her title and possessing an extremely interesting nick: Last Island. Then, in 2013, I myself begun preparing for the first attempt and she was still here. Then I joined the forum after taking 2015 attempt and yet here she is still! I too will leave and get busy with my professional life, or, if I succeed, with career in civil service. But she will still be here. Thank you Last Island for being the spiritual mother of all the CSS aspirants that have come and gone through the course of so many years. Words of our late brother Abdus Samad too are just a tribute to you—a heartfelt wish to be able to pay gratitude to you in person. He left, just as we all do and will. But, we shall meet. All of us, on some highway in the heavens inshaAllah. May Allah gather us all—this wonderful community of helpful human beings—together in Jannat.

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"Everything the light touches, is our kingdom."

I clicked at this thread first time, thinking that this was supposed to be sarcastic but in the end it left me very sentimental and sad.
I read his initial posts and he seemed a nice and sensitive fellow. I really respect the way LI handled the awkward situation back then.
It reminded me of my late friend, who also died at the age of 22 in a road accident, 3 or 4 years back.
This is a reminder that Death is the ultimate reality of life. This thread touches your heart and tells you something about the spirit of humanity and empathy for others.

May his soul rest in peace.

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"If we don't stand for something, we may fall for anything."

Aa Hi Jata Wo Raah Par 'Ghalib',

Koi Din Aur Bhii Jiye Hote..

All my morning time spend in reading these posts. May Allah Almighty give our brother Abdusamad Chaudary highest place in Jannah. May Allah Almighty rest his soul in peace. Ameen

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Your life is your message to the world. .. make sure its inspiring.

In memorium. (Ch abdusamad, my homies: ZA, CHI-GUM and MSA. All of you were too young to die. The pain of a parent in losing their child can not be measured by earthly quantities. Some decisions we take in life are not the best, but who are we to judge. May God have mercy on us all and give all of you the highest ranks in jannah. (Ameen)
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[Hook: 2Pac]
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G
Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
My niggas, we the last ones left
But life goes on!

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
As I bail through the empty halls
Breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call
Plus this my homie from high school, he's getting by
It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls
We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?
Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed
Get on the roof, let's get smoked out and blaze with me
2 in the morning and we still high assed out
Screamin' "thug till I die" before I passed out
But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
Thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone'
But now ya gone
And all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy
While tryin' ta make it last
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed
Cause life goes on

[Hook: 2Pac]

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Yeah nigga*I got the word as hell
Ya blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L
Time to prepare to do fed time, won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict that's gettin' old
Plus with the drama we're lookin out for your baby's mama
Taken risks,*while keepin'*cheap tricks from gettin on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' parties
Me and you, no truer two
While scheming on hits and getting tricks that maybe we can slide into
But now you buried
Rest nigga cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurry sayin' goodbye at the cemetery
Tho' memories fade
I got your name tatted on my arm so we both ball till' my dying days
Before I say goodbye
Kato and Mental rest in peace
Thug till I die

[Hook: 2Pac]

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Bury me smilin', with G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know
From way before kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin in case I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die,*we outlaws, let me ride
Until I get free, I live my life in the fast lane, got police chasing me
To my niggas from old blocks from old crews
Niggas that guided me through back in the old school
Pour out some liquor have a toast for the homies
See we both gotta die but ya chose to go before me
And brothas miss ya while your gone
You left your nigga on his own
How long we mourn
Life goes on

Chorus *repeats to end*
(sung over repeating chorus)

Life goes on homie
Gone on, cause they passed away
Niggas doin' life, niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya nigga, trust me, I feel ya
You know what I mean
Last year*we poured out liquor for ya
This year nigga, life goes on
We're gonna clock now
Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks
Give players plenty space, and basically just represent for you baby
Next time you see your niggas, your gonna be on top nigga
They're gonna be like
"Goddamn, them niggas came up"
That's right baby, life goes on
And we up out this bitch
Hey Kato, Mental,*y'all niggas make sure it's poppin' when we get up there
Don't front

Can't stop my tears while reading this.. May his soul rest in peace.. Ameen

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While most are dreaming of success, winners wake-up and work hard to achieve it.