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Eternal existence in heart

It was a typical day of the week; my brother and I were getting ready to go to school. My mother was active in kitchen work. My father was listening news on TV. We were busy with our normal work and never think about the destruction going to punch us unpredictably. The clock stroked 7am and our landline phone rang. My mother’s heart started beating fast and her sixth sense alarmed her about something wrong. On other side of phone, there was my grandfather and he said to my mother “mire teye main ty jiwandyan mar gya aan” mean that we are dead before we die. Then they informed that my mother‘s youngest brother is not alive to any further extent. Listening to this shocking news, my mother experienced that the world is dark in front of her, and she started shedding her tears. She was almost in cataplexy as soon as she started her journey towards her father’s residence. She couldn’t detect anything going around her. She was getting flash back of those moments which she spent with her brother. When she arrived to her father’s residence, her power of tolerance vanished. How she spent her two days in her father’s residence, she has no language to describe that.My mother was dying inside by pain she felt because of losing her brother.As it is said by someone:
"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”
After she came back to home, she was not capable to do any work accurately. She was physically with us but mentally she was entangled in her thoughts. Countless times, I saw her weeping during her work by recalling her memories related to her brother. As time passed, her crying shrink but she was unable to believe for a long time that she cannot see, speak with her brother in her entire life. It has been 3years of my uncle passed away but my mother reaction toward my uncle’s death is still the same? On each occasion or whenever all family members come together, they remember my uncle by discussing about him (his different aspects of life), by pointing out the way he response towards life, by perceiving his behavior to his sisters. My mother digs up tears in her eyes even when we talk about him. It is not only the case with my mother, I also remember the charming expressions and memories; I had spent with my uncle.Death is cruel reality,we all have to admit it and we have to countinue our lives. As he was the youngest, everyone loves him a great deal. Even though he is not among us, but he lives in our hearts everlastingly.
May ALLAH rest his soul in peace


Amna Nisar's picture

May his soul rest in

May his soul rest in peace.
Its a hard reality no doubt.
Just keep praying to Allah that she be given patience to overcome this great grief.
And in hereafter we will all be together in a good place like jannah just keep praying and think about it.

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