A Tribute to my Grandmother
when Time of the child of Adam is near,The Leaf of Life with his name will fall of the Tree of Life , in the Heavens, off the Arash, Throne of God.The Angel will prepare his/her journey by taking the fallen leaf and welcoming those who deserves what the sow on earth. The Leaf will fall 44 days before the person passes away, and in this time, that the person will behave strangely, and the point of time, where his repentance is no longer accepted, for he will see Azrail going by, The Angel of Death, to where he will return to, and what awaits him. Death will show a side of his wing, to the left is Hell and the right is Heaven , upon his death time, and thus the person will then sweat, cry of happiness or grief and see his life goes by.”
”God,Relinquish us from the pain of Death,The Suffering in the Grave and the blessed journey to Jannah (Heaven). For He is One, and He spoke the Truth, for there is nothing worse than of those whom I gave the Path of the Truth and thenafter forgo those blessings and belief, for those people are those who are in a loss, for the Light will never set foot on them again.” This is my Eulogy for my Grandmother, whom raised me up from young, taught me all that I knew of God, and the living that we can”t see, and the kind blessed love which made me a success. She Passed Away on the 18th September 2006, about 11am at home in Singapore. My only regret was not able to stay put for a few more days, that I did not seek enough forgiveness and foresaken the debts I had with her, and I did not kissed her goodbye. From a lady who is very agile, being able to take care of her own disabled (due to lupus) daughter, go shopping , independent, abeit her sarcastic words to me that made me wake up to the reality, I have so much regrets, that I could not come back earlier, that when she was still able to move about, that when the time of the Angels were not there yet. I knew when They were there. I could sense them and see them, along with the gift that all small children did, only that Tia could only cry, cos The Angels can be scary or nice, That of Tia was talking to Nenek and those who are not there (I noticed) and being happy, and only be sad when Tia has to leave. Made me ponder and sad. Very sad. My Tribute to Hajah Enab Binti Gajus @ Mariam.
May you be in Peace my darling Grandmother.
(This picture may be inappropriate, but the only one I managed to have.)
My only fear now…is that the grief will striken my Grandfather …just like my Moyang *(nenek’’s /nan’’s parents) whom passed away about 5-7yrs ago..only a few mths apart. Till Death do they part.
I really miss you Nenek…. wished if I came back earlier, I could still have the TLC you shower upon.
Ya Allah, please take good care of her as how she cared for me when I was young. Bless her with the scents of Heaven and the drink from Rasul’’s Well in Jannah. Please Allah.
\\1 I just damaged some stuff
(Caught Pink Handed by Mommy)
\\2 I just messed more stuff
\\3 I just screamed….
\\4 I saw Mocha Frappocino….
Oh Oh….
And I write this in Daddy’’s area….
Boober deee Bob bob ..dob dob doot door…
I am Tun King …Tun King Tiaaaaaaaa!
Che bob bob Bob…
If you wondering … I”m The Tun King …so even Art Fazil have to listen to me ….Tau!
heh heh heh….
time to run. Dad found me…
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