Very few of us really do understand this. That’s why her death is so much more painful for us. May Allah bless her with the best of Paradise for the knowledge she had attained, about which we remain shallow, despite all our reading and hearing to understand and prepare precisely for that passing over into eternity. May she live on in the memory of the living and be remembered in their prayers for her.
I dedicate the following poem to the sister’s memory:
Do not stand at 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 the sun 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 circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die. [Mary Frye]
If you would like to share your duas and best wishes for sister Najma , please visit her site http://www.najmagani.com/ and leave your message there. Your message can bring some peace and solace to her beloved family and all the people out there who are going through difficult times, Insha-Allah. May Allah subhana ta'ala give us the tawfique ( ability) to learn from her amazing life and do our best to use our limited time and energy to please Him, ameen! Insha-Allah we will meet in jannah. Untill then rest in peace my dearest sis! xxxxxxxxxxx