Pej Shojaii. I'm shocked by the news I received today. I'm still processing it, and I've been reflecting on it the whole day. I can't get you out of my mind. You are one of my friends who kept in contact after our postgraduate. We all ways hang out for beers and talked about the next business ideas. We discussed about opening a counselling firm and you asked if I wanted to be a part of it which I was looking forward to it. You texted me and made sure I was not getting lost when I started my doctorate programme as you were the one who kept making sure I did not get lost in Middlesex University and got to class on time (which I did not for the whole year). We always banter, and you kept asking me to stop calling you 'babe' which I denied. You took me out for dinner to welcome me back to England, and always calling me when you're in Brighton. We were always competitive in school but dam we looked so good in our suits. You asked me to post a picture of us, which I never did, and I feel so ashamed and guilty. I'm sorry dude, I mean it. Here's some photos I found man. I know it's late, but this is for you and only you. You will always be in my heart Pejjy. I love you so much my dear friend, and I hope you are resting well.