a song that brings your memory to life ...

Where there�s a right, there is no wrong
I always thought we were so strong
But our time just flew right by
There wasn�t a chance to say goodbye
I�m so confused, I feel so alone
Deep in my heart I know Allah has called you home�home

But yet, your smile, still lingers in my mind
And yet, it�s so hard, I just break down and cry
I remember your eyes found a way to melt my heart
Most of all I remember, I remember your smile
Most of all, I remember, I remember your smile
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Sometimes I lie awake at night
The pain in my heart I just can�t fight
Why did you have to go away?
Yet I know none of us can stay
You�ll always be, so special to me
In this world you�ll always live as a memory

Words and Melody by Zain Bhikha

i remember your smile

its been 40 days and a little more , yet each time I hear the Nasheed " Remember your Smile" , an image of her smile flits into my mind. That huge infectious smile, that always hinted at the mischievesnuss that lurked beneath the surface waiting to bubble out. That smile that twinkled in her eye and came from her heart and that smile that embraced us all, from the very first moment she walked into our lives at 16.

A young girl that won the heart of every person who had the oppurtunity of being in her presence, she touched the life of every person who she in contact with in some way.Her bubbliness barely containing all that energy she held within, never walking but running through life as if she knew how quickly she would be called home.

Time spent with her was never boring, but a mini adventure that could make a simple task of grocery shopping me am exciting expedition full of laughter and brimming with a sense of "whats next".

The last images I hold of her are so contradictory,making it even more disheartining; a still body, vacant eyes, machine blinking, sterile air and tubes everywhere, yet even in that image, her personality shon through.

The hot pink scarf on her head, the huge smile of recognition as she slipped back to conciousness,and the kiss she gifted us with on our last visit, a little trickle of hope she gave us to hold on to in those last few days.

A mother of 3 and barely mid 20, she embraced her role woth passion and dedication though never ceasing to live life to the fullest. Her ending seems fitting to the person she was , a mother and wife first and foremost.


* this post is dedicated to Zaynoneesa Gori - a wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend and so much more. May your qabr be filled with noor and May allah grant your children and husband the strenght to carry on .