Death of my 2-month old Nephew

Even those who've seen Death many a times in their lives, whether young or old, wept at the sight of the crying father who carries the lifeless child in his arms as he enters the house full of relatives whom already showed signs of grievance at the loss of a young life. He was too young to have been taken away that quickly, and so the father has lost his 2-month old son who stayed cold and motionless, not ever wanting to let go of him. It made all the worse as he laid the child on the floor surrounded by crying relatives because now, everyone saw the lifeless child with a scar on his face. Post-mortem. And still, none knew why he died.

One may quote "Grieve not at the death of one's life, but rejoice at the news of the birth of another". The Life-Death Balance theory; when one life is lost, somewhere across the world, a baby is born, like a replacement sort of theory. Yet, to not cry at the sight of the scene seems to be disrespectful to the family. Though none of us barely knew the boy (being only 2 months old and not being able to grow up), everyone, including non-relatives, shed tears for such Purity was lost.

Death does not recognize age nor size. When your name appears on his list, the Angel of Death comes to you and mercilessly pull your soul away from its carnal shell of flesh and bones, no matter who you are. "Even Kings shalt I pull their Souls away for their Time has arrived and my Duty is served. Unfair I am none. Your soul does not belong to you."

When we were heading to the Muslim cemetery, even the Sky went dark and gray. As he descend towards the ground, my cousin didn't want to let go of his child. But the burial must be placed. And just like the drizzling tears of Angels in the Skies above us, our tears seeped into the ground as the young child was carefully placed inside the grave. The Loss of Innocence have made even Mother Nature and the clouds to cry...

Before leaving the burial site, I saw a gravestone that says "Hamza Patel: Return to Rahmatullah on the 10.10.2009". One of the many children that was buried at the Children section of the Cemetery. But what startled me was that, my nephew was born on that very same day, 10th October 2009. And I wondered that, from the Life:Death theory, maybe this child gave his life to my Nephew...
And now, a new child was born into the world somewhere out there...

But maybe, it's better that one is gone before committing any sins in his life or even knowing the Evils we humans have created in this world, for he shall now be taken to Paradise where all things shall be presented in glorious fashion and an eternal happiness ensues upon the boy. It seems the Almighty needs him more than we do. And I'm sure he will be greatly taken care of and cherished in His House of Heaven.

We may not have known him that long, but I'm certain we will all miss him dearly...
A reminder that we do not own our souls and any of us could be next on Death's list...
If God Wills it, anything can happen... Amin