It’s a strange feeling when you have tons to say but you can’t utter a single word. It’s even a double fold strangest moment when you have many to hold onto, but none to understand your sorrow.
I’m wordless but - I have feelings to pour down on this digital page. My friend’s father passed away yesterday. . Today was the funeral.
What can you possibly say to a friend who is standing still over her father’s dead body – not even crying , not even complaining, not even uttering a single word or sigh…You become worried she might faint , she might hurt herself from the inside that she may collapse. In that strangest and most painful moment, you ask her to cry a little, shed a tear just one or two. Just something that can lessen her burden. And then then when she starts to cry some tears of love for her beloved father – you can’t either see that. You beg her to stop.
It’s always like that. It has always been like that. Hard very hard but at the same time natural to let go of someone you dearly loved. Whether it’s a friend or some stranger, we all come to learn that the rules of this world go straight and fair for everyone. I have attended 3 funerals in my life so far in my 23 years of life and I simply hope and pray I never get to see more funerals.. I’m in constant worry over who would I see leaving this world next. .
Yes There have been many happy times we have shared, many occasions We were not able to live together anymore. But that’s okay. Being with people that too with friends in times of despair is another kind of bond. This post is a simple request, to ask you to gift 1 minute of your life to her father. Join your hands together, raise them up before God and say a word of prayer for Waheed Uncle. May His Soul Rest in Peace. May Allah swt forgive his sins, and give him A high and a wonderful place in Jannah.
Ameen. Suma Ameen.