We really did live through some beautiful days with his songs...
Sometimes you don't realize how deeply a voice has settled into your life, until one day you notice that every memory seems to have a song behind it. With Hamid Hiraad's music, many of us fell in love, felt lonely, reflected, or simply sat somewhere quiet and watched life pass by.
That voice wasn't just music.
It was a kind of companionship in moments when maybe no one else was there.
We sang along in the car,
walked through long nights,
or for no reason at all, just pressed play and got lost in the feeling.
Sometimes it was something as simple as this...
a short clip, a few seconds, a voice that suddenly takes you somewhere else:
And now, when we look back, we realize that so many of those good moments were quietly shaped by his songs.
Some voices fade,
but the feeling they leave behind stays with you.
And Hiraad's voice was exactly that kind.
It's honestly hard to believe that he won't release anything new anymore,
that we'll keep replaying the same old songs, knowing
nothing will ever be added to them.
It's a strange feeling,
like a piece of a beautiful chapter of our lives has come to an end.
We're truly sorry we lost him,
not just for who he was,
but for all the feelings he still could have created for us.
Some people leave too soon,
but the mark they leave runs deep.
And Hamid Hiraad
was one of those people.
Maybe the strangest part is this. You only realize after someone is gone
how present they were in the most ordinary moments of your life.
Moments that didn't seem special at the time,
but now, with one of his songs, turn into memories.
A simple drive,
a quiet afternoon,
a brief sadness,
or even a random smile,
somehow all of them are tied to his voice.
And now, every time one of his songs plays, everything comes rushing back.
Not just the song,
but who you were back then,
what you felt,
and the world you were living in.
It's like his voice was a time machine,
bringing us back to ourselves.
The truth is, some artists come just to entertain,
but others come to change something inside you.
Hiraad was the second kind.
He brought many of us closer to poetry again,
made us pay attention to words,
and showed us that music isn't just sound,
it can speak.
And maybe that's why losing him feels this heavy.
Because we didn't just lose a singer,
we lost a feeling, a voice, a companion.
But even with all of this,
there's something that remains.
As long as somewhere, someone,
late at night, in their solitude,
plays one of his songs
and takes a deep breath,
that voice is still alive.
Maybe he's gone,
but what he created is still here,
in headphones,
in cars,
in memories,
and most importantly,
in our hearts.
Some voices don't go silent,
they just turn into memories.
And what better memory than this,
that once,
we lived with his voice.