SID_NY
August 30, 2017, 1:15pm
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Re: Tear
When I was visiting Pakistan, as a inherited custom from my father, i was also paying a visit at the graves of all my elders. The last one was my youngest aunt who loved me so much that she used to call me almost everyday from there as she herself had no offspring. So here I’m standing at her grave in the middle of a day and a deserted graveyard, reading the content of her tombstone and her voice and her face appeared in my imagination as its real. And next thing I felt was the tears rolling down. Needless to say it was very painful. But in the end a reality.
LP
August 30, 2017, 1:31pm
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Re: Tear
SID_NY:
When I was visiting Pakistan, as a inherited custom from my father, i was also paying a visit at the graves of all my elders. The last one was my youngest aunt who loved me so much that she used to call me almost everyday from there as she herself had no offspring. So here I’m standing at her grave in the middle of a day and a deserted graveyard, reading the content of her tombstone and her voice and her face appeared in my imagination as its real. And next thing I felt was the tears rolling down. Needless to say it was very painful. But in the end a reality.
Losing loved ones is one of the worst kind of pain. Leaves one hollow with an everlasting grief.
Re: Tear
Chicken_Biryani:
crying is good. **I cry everyday when I ask Allah to forgive us , the Ummaah of the prophet **. One day we will all be standing there infront of Allah , seeking forgiveness and waiting for prophet SAW to save us .
Waise magarmuch walai aanso to her waqt non stop ! tanki full hai bhai .
MashaALLAH
SID_NY:
When I was visiting Pakistan, as a inherited custom from my father, i was also paying a visit at the graves of all my elders. The last one was my youngest aunt who loved me so much that she used to call me almost everyday from there as she herself had no offspring. So here I’m standing at her grave in the middle of a day and a deserted graveyard, reading the content of her tombstone and her voice and her face appeared in my imagination as its real. And next thing I felt was the tears rolling down. Needless to say it was very painful. But in the end a reality.
I’m sorry to hear that bro.. May she rest in peace, amen..
