Saturday, October 29, 2011


I have been missing my Mother a lot lately. Its been 9 months since she passed away and sometimes I just get dazed and confused about how and why all this happened and  that too so suddenly. People are supposed to pass away after fully living their lives, at the ripe old ages of at least late 70s, not suddenly have their lives cut short due to a deadly bout of cancer.

It is very hard to find someone who understands this, because your pain and the lost attachment you are bereaving is something extremely personal. I remember when I was took a course in Islamic Studies while at university at LUMS, I asked my Professor Kamaludin about what exactly happens after death. I had recently lost a close family member at that time, my Maternal Uncle 'Mamo Jaan'. My professor refused to answer directly, saying it was unsure. I asked if the dead could see what was going on, and he answered how it could be painful for the dead to see since they would want to join their loved ones whom they left behind. The answer was left vague. I guess the only way to find out is when we die ourselves and by then it would be too late...

I did however come across a beautiful poem which is what I would like to believe happens after death. The poem was written by Mary E. Frye and is titled 'Do not stand on my grave and weep'.

Do not stand on my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I do not die.

May Allah bless my mother with Jannat (Heaven). She fully deserves it. Ameen.


  1. Death is probably the only only thing we can be certain of, and yet it is also the one that is hardest to get your head around.

    When I started blogging I did so, because a dear friend of mine passed away and my first set of posts talked about that.

    May the Almighty grant your mother a lofty place in paradise.

  2. Nas, thank you for your kind words about mom. Yes death is definitely difficult to deal with, yet it is something inevitable. May God bless your friend also with heaven, Ameen...