His presence in a room was always felt, as is his absence now. He was not just the apple of everyone’s eyes – he was the whole fruit basket. He carried a positive energy wherever he went, and his company was cherished by all.
He was strong in his faith, and in his mother’s words “never needed to be woken more than once for his morning prayers”. He loved to accompany his father to perform congregational prayers at his local mosque, where he was known by all as a friendly regular.