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February 22, 2021 | Rubaiya Rasool

As the saying goes on “Death keep no calendar” An absolute truth. Death runs in its own time. It does not wait for you to be ready. Surely it will reach even if we will stay inside high towers or inside concrete buildings. We cannot redeem death by paying ransom to mighty Allah. We cannot cheat death, it is inevitable, neither we can bargain death nor bribe it. The Quran makes it clear that the Angle of death is divinely ordained to grasp the souls of people out whose death time has come. “Say the Angle of death put in charge of you, Will take your souls, then shall be brought back to your lord. (Surah as sajdah). Though Death is an inevitable part of life but it leaves a kind of heartache that no one can heal.

  I write less, what made me to jot down this write up after three years of Abbu’s death is that I feel a lot of communication breakdown with my Abbu. Although he passed away three year back but that grief and sense of loss is still quite and fresh. The pangs of his separation sear through my heart repeatedly from several days. This separation nudge me today to hold the pen and to write this write up entitled¬—"Tribute of daughter to her departed papa”. If I am not mistaken, I believe Humans cannot survive alone we are all interrelated, interlinked and inter-connected in a web. The day Abbu left us- it devastated the whole family. It sends shivers down my spine when I recall that grim episode of my life when our neighbours started to clean our courtyard and I did not know the reason behind it, why they were cleaning our courtyard. It was 27th September,2017 when Abbu’s death brought an autumn to our family. After battling for his life for more than two days first in SDH Sopore and then referred by doctor to SMHS Srinagar where my papa has left for his heavenly abode. Down my memory lane through all measures that are humanely possible, we tried to save our Abbu but death defies the doctor.

My Father Ghulam Rasool kar lived in mundji Sopore. He worked as a humble Government employee in PHE Department initially in Srinagar and then in Sopore, where he would earn to sustain livelihood of his family. As a daughter I can remember very well his few qualities that are still struck in my memory lane. He was not only my father but a best friend, guide, story teller, a true mentor and more importantly a lover of humankind. He was a practical religious man and a torchbearer for many in almost every field of human activity especially in religious and social spheres. He was an epitome of simplicity, sincerity, honesty, kindness and a man of Love. He would support us and mentor us on how we can discover our own passion and fields of interest in life. He would nudge us to develop a passion for Islamic literature. He in his entire life never trampled on rights of his neighbours and other people around him. Never did he hurt any of our relative. Alhamdulillah not only me but almost every person of our village where he spent most of his life, testified of his Piety, humility and soberness.  

My Abbu was a king in his own realm. He would always utter during his last days of illness, Rubiya you are the Laadle beta of your papa and you have to take charge of this home like a responsible elder son after me. He was indeed a man of character and an example of perfect father that one could ever Imagine. He did all that one could do to nourish, groom and educate his children. Today whenever and whatever little I write, my Abbu sits near me and whispers into my ear Rubiya sky is your limit. He was always grateful to his creator. Whenever family would face any trouble, He would say “Soun chuna khuda soub”. He protected his Salah throughout his entire life. He was never lazy to perform salah. He would always love to call spade a spade.  

 

It is a gospel truth we all have to go back towards our creator. But I am impotent to comfort myself from last three years. Each and every time my eyes are filled with tears, when I think that Abbu had gone for ever. I am unable to move out this span. I miss you too much.

Rukhsat huwa tou Aankh mila kar nahi Gaya

Wo kuew gaya hai ye be bata kar nahi gaya

Wo you gaya ki baad saba yaad aagaye

Ahsaas tak be hum ko dila kar nahi gaya.

May Allah accept his good deeds and grant him eternal bless. To err is human and definitely as a human my Abbu must have made mistakes. May Allah forgive his sins and elevate his good deeds. I have a humble request for all those who are reading this write-up please pray for my Abbu’s Magfirah. I shall be obliged to you. 

 

 

Email:---- Umdatunnisa382@gmail.com

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February 22, 2021 | Rubaiya Rasool

As the saying goes on “Death keep no calendar” An absolute truth. Death runs in its own time. It does not wait for you to be ready. Surely it will reach even if we will stay inside high towers or inside concrete buildings. We cannot redeem death by paying ransom to mighty Allah. We cannot cheat death, it is inevitable, neither we can bargain death nor bribe it. The Quran makes it clear that the Angle of death is divinely ordained to grasp the souls of people out whose death time has come. “Say the Angle of death put in charge of you, Will take your souls, then shall be brought back to your lord. (Surah as sajdah). Though Death is an inevitable part of life but it leaves a kind of heartache that no one can heal.

  I write less, what made me to jot down this write up after three years of Abbu’s death is that I feel a lot of communication breakdown with my Abbu. Although he passed away three year back but that grief and sense of loss is still quite and fresh. The pangs of his separation sear through my heart repeatedly from several days. This separation nudge me today to hold the pen and to write this write up entitled¬—"Tribute of daughter to her departed papa”. If I am not mistaken, I believe Humans cannot survive alone we are all interrelated, interlinked and inter-connected in a web. The day Abbu left us- it devastated the whole family. It sends shivers down my spine when I recall that grim episode of my life when our neighbours started to clean our courtyard and I did not know the reason behind it, why they were cleaning our courtyard. It was 27th September,2017 when Abbu’s death brought an autumn to our family. After battling for his life for more than two days first in SDH Sopore and then referred by doctor to SMHS Srinagar where my papa has left for his heavenly abode. Down my memory lane through all measures that are humanely possible, we tried to save our Abbu but death defies the doctor.

My Father Ghulam Rasool kar lived in mundji Sopore. He worked as a humble Government employee in PHE Department initially in Srinagar and then in Sopore, where he would earn to sustain livelihood of his family. As a daughter I can remember very well his few qualities that are still struck in my memory lane. He was not only my father but a best friend, guide, story teller, a true mentor and more importantly a lover of humankind. He was a practical religious man and a torchbearer for many in almost every field of human activity especially in religious and social spheres. He was an epitome of simplicity, sincerity, honesty, kindness and a man of Love. He would support us and mentor us on how we can discover our own passion and fields of interest in life. He would nudge us to develop a passion for Islamic literature. He in his entire life never trampled on rights of his neighbours and other people around him. Never did he hurt any of our relative. Alhamdulillah not only me but almost every person of our village where he spent most of his life, testified of his Piety, humility and soberness.  

My Abbu was a king in his own realm. He would always utter during his last days of illness, Rubiya you are the Laadle beta of your papa and you have to take charge of this home like a responsible elder son after me. He was indeed a man of character and an example of perfect father that one could ever Imagine. He did all that one could do to nourish, groom and educate his children. Today whenever and whatever little I write, my Abbu sits near me and whispers into my ear Rubiya sky is your limit. He was always grateful to his creator. Whenever family would face any trouble, He would say “Soun chuna khuda soub”. He protected his Salah throughout his entire life. He was never lazy to perform salah. He would always love to call spade a spade.  

 

It is a gospel truth we all have to go back towards our creator. But I am impotent to comfort myself from last three years. Each and every time my eyes are filled with tears, when I think that Abbu had gone for ever. I am unable to move out this span. I miss you too much.

Rukhsat huwa tou Aankh mila kar nahi Gaya

Wo kuew gaya hai ye be bata kar nahi gaya

Wo you gaya ki baad saba yaad aagaye

Ahsaas tak be hum ko dila kar nahi gaya.

May Allah accept his good deeds and grant him eternal bless. To err is human and definitely as a human my Abbu must have made mistakes. May Allah forgive his sins and elevate his good deeds. I have a humble request for all those who are reading this write-up please pray for my Abbu’s Magfirah. I shall be obliged to you. 

 

 

Email:---- Umdatunnisa382@gmail.com


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