Comments on: Don’t ask me why | I can’t explain

By: Anju

Anju — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

so sorry to hear about your aunt.
may Allah protect her and be merciful to her, in this life and afterwards.
may her family find their strength to support her, to support themselves.
may we all remember to whom we belong and to whom we return.
ameen.

By: phathima

phathima — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

when i was nine i spent a long winter in sri lanka. it’s the only time i remember ever having being in my motherland as more than a tourist. a child’s memory was imprinted with events that blurred over the years, but never faded.
in a hospital situated in that lush jungle lay an old old lady who was my great aunt. what meant she to me, a child raised in another continent, another reality. while outside the jungle teemed with life and nailed life.
she was enshrouded in mosquito notes. they hung like veils around her, shielding her from the world, the world from her.
like wax her skin dripped off her face. in her old age she had become senile and she had somehow gotten hold of a match.
it was a long corridor lined with white-sheeted beds. rows of shrivelled brown bodies.
my mother leaned over her and said things, comforting things, soft touches. to my mother she was a person with a touch and words that were once hers.

she died soon after we left. two adults and three children. she was a something to a world i could never know.

years later my mother tells me stories of her own families and bodies begin to take on a shape. slowly i begin to know this great aunt and her blood now that she has been consigned – in my world – to a memory of flitting mosquito nets and age-old loneliness.

By: abez

abez — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

I pray that your aunt finds peace and mercy and that Allah keeps her in kindness and receives her in kindness when it is time. Ameen.

By: Faiza

Faiza — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Reminds you of your mortality, doesn’t it?

I’m glad she’s surrounded by people who love her. May Allah grant your family strength and sab’r, and may He have mercy on her soul.

By: Owl

Owl — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Keep on shining bro.

By: shaheen

shaheen — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Ameen! Take care inshaAllah

By: .eimanie.

.eimanie. — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night
By : BOB DYLAN

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the lig

By: chai

chai — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

times when words do nothing

By: Dina

Dina — Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000

I don’t understand why death is taken so tragically. Isn’t it a relief? Isn’t it a well deserved rest after long difficult test? Isn’t it something that all of us will face and none will escape? No, I am not heartless, and I don’t mean to offend.
But yes sometimes I wish I could be dead.