Haleema Kounain- Best Daughter - Best Sister - Best Friend - Best Student - World's Best Person - Unforgettable person - Immortal memory - Purest spirit - Gem of a person - Bangalore - India

Losing a loved one forever is worst pain ever in almost
everyone's life. Even if we try to forget things, you cannot.

if you come across their loved memories or things that remind
about the Heavenly soul, you'll eyes will definitely shed tears
even if you hide them away.

When I lost my dearest sister, there were multiple feelings -
they were uncountable.

I was "Angry" at the decision of Almighty and I was "Helpless"
as no one has that power to question the decisions of Almighty.

I was - "Confused", has she really left us forever.

I was "Sad", as due to my official work I couldn't spend time with her.

I was "Guilty" because, I had teased her, scolded her for her
mischievous nature during her early childhood days.

There was sense of uncertainty in midst of heart, there was difficulty
in accepting the fact that - How will we ever live our lives
without them as they had been part of our daily lives.

There are pains of losing my closed and loved ones in my life.
Starting from Aunts,
Mom and a Sister.

Most recent one was - My 14 old sister's death - "Haleema Kounain".

Never in my wildest dreams, I thought her to leave her so soon and forever.

Even though she was my cousin sister, she was no lesser than my very own sister.
We used to stay in joint family.
Right from her birth, I have seen her growth from an new born baby to a teenager.
When she was newborn baby, I have made her sleep in my lap for hours.

When she was in her kindergarten, I have carried her in my arms.

When she was in class-1 of her school, I have carried her on my back.    

When we used to travel for family outings, she used to lay her head to rest and sleep for a while.

When she used to decorates her hand with Mehendi, I used to feel her happiness by holding
her hands.

During festivals, when we used to go to shop for the festive season.
I used to keep my hands on  her arms just like best friends.

When she used to wear new clothes, we used to click
lots of photographs to cherish the memories of the moment.
Every type of clothes whether it is school uniform -
traditional dress or western dress, every dress which she used wear,
would look absolutely awesome.   

Her heartily laughs.. Still echoes in my ears
.

Her happy face with beautiful eyes & a bright smile.. Still replays in eyes.

The perfumes used by her, still freshens up the atmosphere around me.

Her innocence - way of expressing happiness.

Her stylish hairs and attitude she carries and playing with her hair

Her funny combo of emotions / Emoticons:

My hands feels her soft-little fingers which I used to hold while we used to walk
around places.

Her eyes whenever she is happy or the tears which used to come out from
her eyes whenever someone else is sad.

Feeling others pain as her own was one such unique quality she had
& more importantly - the quality of impressing one, had to be learnt from her
as she was a master in this segment.

She was one of the positive soul I have ever come across my life.
Even though, people used to make fun of her, she was sportive enough
to defend back with actual facts.

She was very frank, where ever a compliment is required she would be the
first to award & where ever a complaint is required she would be the first to speak up.

The very first birthday wishes, compliments always used to come from her first.

One weirdest thing about her - she used to be tensed about school
monthly tests and examinations (even though she was good & brilliant student)
as a result she used to fell ill and start to puke (vomit) right before going to
school and later she used to use come out with a smiling face after finishing
the school examination.

More than anything else, she had earned the respect from all walks of her life,
right from her school, neighbourhood and within family which had both
paternal and maternal side.

She was one such “Gem of a person” & everything about her was special..   

I still wonder, what was the actual plan of Almighty ??

One day (probably second week of September 2018), it was an ordinary day
and after few days her Class-9 examinations were about to start.
She fell ill during this time and again same weird thing happened i.e puke(vomiting)
and there was headache which she had & was hiding from all of our family members
as she didn't want to show it to family members so that we don't get sad and tensed because of her.

Without giving a second thought, we got her checked in a good hospital and doctor advised to
get her admitted as they informed that she was needed to be kept in strict observations in
hospital for few days. For safer side we got all kind of medical test done like those -
CT scan, MRI scan,etc. Thankfully, she recovered by a week of time and came back home.

We were all happy that she returned home after recovery, we didn't know that this
happiness was last happiness towards her.

As she was happily went to school for three days and once again on fourth day of school,
she returned in same way as she was - a week before admitting in hospital i.e totally weak,
continuous  puking, high fever.

Without wasting a second, we went to same hospital which we consulted a week before.
Doctor advised us to get the head-scan done as soon as possible. As soon as we got it
done by evening, doctor confirmed that there is a "Brain-tumour" which is unfortunately
located in delicate part of the brain i.e inner part of cerebrum and before cerebellum.
Doctor advised to get this operated at top hospital in city on immediate/emergency basis.

During this time, I was returning home after working hour of office. I was laying back
and taking rest on chair when my another sister who is elder sister of Haleema came crying
and fell down on my thighs crying helplessly, I started to cry out. Listening to
everything that happened for the day, I felt as if the land below legs are no longer below me.

I could believe in first instance, I was re-confirming there must be some
confusion as she didn't showed symptoms of such deadly disease like
brain tumour, as she is a growing teenager who didn't have bad habits
nor bad healthy habits.After a lot of re-confirming, with reference to reports
we had to believe and accept the fact.

As per advise we took her to a good hospital on priority the very same night.
So as soon as we took her to hospital, her relatives from both maternal
and paternal sides gathered to support us in this tough time.

I was standing at a distance, looking at her from a distance and hiding away from a distance.
The reason for it was I didn't wanted her and her parents to go weak looking at my tears
& I was like dying  multiple deaths in the moment.
After a while, I just went near to her and gave a confused look at her as I
was thinking continuously with multiple questions as -

How can Almighty be so unfair to her ?

How can Almighty do this to our family , who has already gone through
multiple difficulties earlier ?

Why did Almighty didn't even think twice or thrice before giving
her such a deadly disease ?

Is there no systematic process in court of almighty,
as why this little girl was given harsh thing for her life ?

We had to go home without her in observation of hospital and with her mother
as a support during her treatment. I was still not convinced with this
unexpected news and wondering why this always happens with our family.

Doctor informed us that after three days of observation and multiple
medical tests, she would have go through a surgery in which there
was lesser chances of danger to her life.

A day before her operation, our complete family and relatives
went to meet her. She was happy to see us and smiled for a while
but I could sense her fear which was going in her heart.
I was again crying inside my heart but didn't show up, as again
I didn't wanted her to go weak and feel anything but happiness for the meet.
In this meet, she came out of the observation ward, greeted us
like other normal days, hugged her younger sister and kissed her on her forehead.
And last thing she said was -
"Don't worry, I'll be back just pray for me that I would return home with good health",
without a showing a single moment of fear on her face. She was with her mother
in the ward, during evening she used to wave her little fingers over
her mother's head which used to give her a sense of relax, love and care of her daughter
which her mother even remembers every now and then.
She used to tell her mother that if she recites an ayat for Quran,
it gives a unique pleasure for her mind and a sense of relax.
When a day before her surgery she was became very talkative,
I even heard her conversations with doctor which was like a
conversation between a teacher and genuine student.
She wanted to know everything that she will undergo in coming days.
Due to her nature of curiosity, I had even told not to speak or enquire
so much that she get highlighted and get caught by bad visions / evil eyes.

Even during her stay in this observation ward, she had developed a friendship with
fellow ward-mates and their family that they started missing her after being
transferred to different ward.

This meet, she gave me moments which I never thought could be the last.

On day of operation i.e Next morning, I woke up early and went to early morning namaz
(fajar - the early morning namaz as per Islam) to pray for the success of her operation
and my other family members did their own way of prayers.

As I was in office after early morning prayers, as per her mother she got ready early
and around 10am in morning went towards operation theatre with all the smiles and
fearless as if she is going on a holiday trip towards airport with a hope that
she will be alright, even though there was some kind of fear, in fact she even
said to her mother once again "Don't worry, I'll be back just pray for me
that I would return home with good health" but added one more statement -
"If I don't return back, please don't cry for me I don't like tears in your eyes"..
This is shocked me & my family members if she was aware about the next
upcomings days of her struggle of suffering or death.

However, In middle of the day I was in touch via telephone with her mother with
progress of operation and well being. When I spoke about operations,
she said the operation will take almost 4-5 hours or even more, as I had seen
her positivity on her face I was optimist and felt the same positivity about the success of operation.

Later in evening, after finishing my official work went directly to hospital.
I had to heard something which I was not expecting. There was no relative
of mine near to the hospital after a brief search around hospital, I saw my
another uncle sitting without hopes, extremely dull, helpless with teary eyes,
looking at the scenario I was even more worried and scared to even ask for
the result of the operation done. Every steps towards him felt like as
I walking on road full of thorns and over road of volcanic wild-fire.
After gaining lot of courage, I asked him about my sister's well being and about operation.

He told told something which was totally torn all hopes into multiple pieces like anything,
felt that my prayers didn't have that kind of capacity that it could do something good,
have we done something bad to an innocent that our prayers didn't reach almighty,
are our faith filled with so many sins that our prayers are being ignored, felt as
if there is land below my legs, as if the earth is shaking heavily with huge crack on
the land i'm standing on. He told that the operation had to be stopped in mid-way,
as during operation one tumour was removed but when the doctors were trying to
remove the one detected tumour as per MRI / CT scan report, they found another
tumour of 7MM behind nerve of the brain when they tried to remove that tumour,
the nerve which was responsible for giving command to whole body got damaged
during operation which led to huge rushing of blood in the brain and huge blood
even came out from mouth due to which operation had to be stopped incomplete.
However, doctor decided to keep her for observation in ICU (intensive care unit) for strict observation.

Again there will multiple feelings like helplessness, sad, confused, angry, weakness.
However, there was some percentage of hope which we had and doctors also
informed us that she'll recover back to good health though it might take
a lot of time  - may be a week - may be a month or more.

Not even single day went without a prayer for her well being and speedy recovery,
every single day and every single person we come across, we just asked one thing,
pray for our daughter.. pray for our sister.. pray for child.. who we love a lot and
we don't want to lose her. We did all necessary and religious work along
with necessary charity in aim that someone's or other's prayer will be heard by the almighty.

Along with that, we were friendly with all kinds of people and were open towards all religions,
respect their religion and our sincere friends even got the prayers done from their end for speedy recovery of our loved one - Haleema kounain.

* Her name "Haleema kounain" was given in every possible "Masjids" for "Dua"
by our muslims friends and relatives. Especially, every "friday"
all maximum prayers we were expecting her name to be included in Duas'.

* Her name "Haleema kounain" was given in every possible "Churches"
for special prayers in "Prayer mass / prayer gathering" by our friends and
their relatives. Especially, every "Sunday" all maximum prayers we were
expecting her name to be included in prayers meet.

* Her name "Haleema kounain" was given in every possible "Temples" for
special "Pooja's" as per hindu religion.

Apart from her parents, some or other relatives would be there near the hospital
and luckily her maternal uncle's home was near to the hospital who used to receive
the necessary help during the stay in hospital.

Almost every alternate day I used to try to visit hospital as it was on way to my office.
Soon after my return from office, I used to rush to hospital to know the progress of her health.
Though I could not see her by myself as she was in I.C.U but doctors were updating us
that she was recovering every day at a slower pace, we were thankful to almighty inside
our hearts and praying for speedy recovery almost everyday. I used to hardly get to see
her only for about 3-4 minutes once or thrice in a week due to my official work and  
3-4 minutes because of the rule set by hospital for patients in I.C.U had visiting hours
in between 5PM to 6PM. Since multiple relatives and friends wanted to see her
we had to cut short our chances of seeing her.

We as a family were expecting a miracle for our loved one "Haleema kounain" at every
second of our lives during this period. Her mother used to be a hospital waiting for
her to come back with good health and give her hugs which can be remember for
life time. Her mother wanted to her to see her happiness
whenever she used to make a creative thing, her excitement
whenever she used to resolve any puzzle, her interest
in finding a solution for a riddle. Her mother wanted to dress her up
for going to school, wanted to feel those beautiful, silky hair
she used to have. We all wanted her to come back home
and play with her little sister, answer us back with her wittyful
answers for our questions. We wanted her to wink her beautiful
eyes when we used to click single pictures / group pictures.
We wanted to get her to visit to her favourite shop and get her
favourite snacks for all of us. We wanted to see her purchase
her collections of stationery like those of pens, eraser and stickers
for books. We wanted to her to force us to fulfil her small wishes
whenever she gets reminded of it.

Her mother and father was always there for her - praying for speedy recovery,
reading every word of holy book - Quran. Her mother used to wait for her
outside of I.C.U from morning till night, reading Quran and in night she
used to stay in wards at same hospital while her father used to work in
office from morning till evening and in evening come to hospital for
further help / assistance which can possibly expected from him.

Every day, her mother and doctors used to observe her improvement which
was happening at slower pace. After 2 days of the operations, she opened her eyes
saw her mother, saw her father who was standing at a distance and asking for her health,
saw her sister asking for her progress in her health and about her well being.

During visiting hours of ICU in hospitals, after few days doctors guided her
mother to check her vision, if she responds to her when she moves her fingers
near her eyes, she was responding for the same she used move her eyes
where her finger used to move. Again during her treatment, doctors asked
her mother to command her to hold her fingers tightly or even tighter for which
she was responding by holding her finger.

Even our uncle (brother of Haleema's father), another uncle (Haleema's mother's brother in law)
and their respective families was very helpful. Everyone were helpful in some or other way.
There was another wardmate (who was basically from a village west bengal) who
was there for treatment of her daughter with a similar case was helpful, Haleema's family
had somewhat developed a unique friendship, even though we didn't clearly understand
their language as they were speaking language - bengali & one of the family member
was able to speak Hindi-language because of which we were able to coordinate.

However, I would mention here just in brief - we unintentionally donated the blood from
our family without any expectations, we helped them to get local and cheap-best daily
essential from city.

Every other day, my sister "Haleema kounain" used got through a struggle of life
and death. I wished that I had that mystique and an usual power to stop the time and
reverse back the time, so that we could take necessary precautions from the day
it had developed and terminate the tumour at starting point only and make the
time so perfect that these incident never occured. In addition to this,
we all prayed to Almighty that no one should even come across she such a deadly disease ever.

As time is no one's control expect almighty, time has never stopped for anyone
nor will stop for any one and nor we can reverse it back. Time was running with it's own speed.

We hoped that she would recover soon as she was showing some sign of
improvement no matter how long it takes, we were ready to support her.
All we hoped is her returning home healthy and her speedy recovery.
As time passed, we were losing her and every alternate day she was
getting serious and showed some percentage of recovery.

We didn't expect worst things to hear or come up in our lives,
during first week of october 2018 her health was getting worse,
she was not showing any kind of improvement and nor she was
even opening her eyes, only the medical equipments showed that she is
breathing, her heart is beating and transferring the blood to necessary places
in her body, blood pressure was those of normal human.

Still we were hoping to some or other miracle till end of the day and as usual
she was showing a sign of improvement and gradually becoming serious at
end of day, just like shining bright morning and like breezy - dull night.
One morning on 2nd october 2018, we got a call from her mother and
hospital that she is not showing any significant improvement for the day.
Here there were again multiple feelings and majorly we were sad/unhappy
feelings towards her, that in-spite of her struggling for life for almost 20+ days
in I.C.U and in-spite of we praying her speedy recovery like never before.

After my official work at office, visited hospital and I was having similar sense of feeling...
 A feeling of helplessness, feeling of a failure, feeling of defeat, feeling of uselessness,
feeling of unhappiness and as why didn't our prayers, unheard in court of almighty
and why did our prayers and her struggle went in vain.
All are family members were mentally destroyed, her memories kept on flashing
in front of our eyes. We started to question the doing / decisions of Almighty
as what went wrong with all of us, as in-spite of so many people
* from family members to relatives,
* from neighbours to people almost all religion prayer places,
* from her friends of neighbourhood and friends at her school,
* from our relatives and friends in the same city to our relatives staying abroad
(especially relatives who had went to pilgrimage to Mecca & Madina -
sacred place of Islam religion) - that prayers which towards her speedy
recovery went unnoticed in court of Almighty.

Same day on 2nd October 2018, the doctor started to give her another treatment
in hope to show some improvement like before, she was again kept under observation

We didn't lose hope even then, we used to spent our days - hoping, praying,
remembering her memories and time we spent with her. This period we went
through was nothing like atmosphere of hell, nothing was going good, a test
which was very tough that we didn't know where to start whom to approach
and what exactly to do. While coming out of the ward, her mother told me that -
"Your sister's journey with us has come to end.....". As soon as I heard these words
through my ears, I felt as if there is huge of volcano passed into my ears. It was literally
that painful to hear and think about future - as how we can survive without her in our family.
Later, we came back to her uncle's (mother's brother in law) home to discuss
about possibility and alternate solutions, after which we went to our own home
on same night of 2nd october 2018.

Around mid-night of 2nd october 2018 i.e early hours of 3rd october 2018,
we got a call from her mother to pray for her how much ever we can,
one of the call I received from her was very saddest one I ever received in my
whole lifetime, she literally started to beg for prayers towards her child,
as doctor again told that she is getting serious and they are unable to tell
as till when she might survive and there is hardly any percentages left for
her recovery and they did whatever they could do to help her recover.

As soon as clock striked 7AM, our relatives started to gather outside
the hospital to know and wish her progress in health. Doctor were inside
and we were unable to speak up to them, staff (Security personnel) of hospital
were not even allowing us to be around hospital premises. Doctors were literally
hiding something from all of us, even though her mother and along with
a close relative was inside hospital even they were unaware about the
progress of her. After a lot of delay from the staff later in afternoon,
staff told that she is no more in the world and asked us to complete
the discharge formalities. Hospital staff had no idea, what happened
to her all of sudden, when they gave a hope of her recovery,
what happened during her last few hours of her breath.
They were just asking us to take her from hospital and
ordering us to discharge at her our own will, which was
not acceptable to all of our family members, as they
didn't give any proper justifications and facts which caused this.

Meanwhile, we had already informed our relative and friends
near home and in our native village about the sad-tragic
demise of our loved one "Haleema kounain".
We had already done all possible arrangement for her funeral.
As the time was going towards afternoon, people started to gather
near our home to pay their last respects to our loved one.

We again had to struggle with hospital staff to get the facts in this scenario,
internal doctors were taking her help of cops without us being noticed.
However, one of distant relative who was from media background
(Worked for news channel) was present in the location, he came in handled
the situations as family member and not as media reporter.  
Every second we were going through was worst of worst and
we were not able to react but hoping for miracle.

After a lot of approvals and after following hospital rules, her parents,
along with her elder relatives and along particular doctor went inside I.C.U room.
We were wondering until they came outside, as soon as they came outside
they were smiling and there was a sense of joy as if there is a festival,
moment of happiness and not a moment of sadness. People who were
waiting outside were confused, when we went and enquired as what was matter about?

They started to tell everything, they said that as soon as they went towards I.C.U ward,
they were shocked as the staff had informed that her (Haleema kounain)'s heart
was beating to as low as 15 beats per minutes - pulse was equal to zero and
there was no breath and incomplete information was being shared by the
late night shift - trainee doctors. Haleema's parent and other elder members
were asked to wait for a while, near I.C.U as Head Doctor had to check once,
Head doctor went inside I.C.U & came as shocked as she was recovering
unexpectedly with heart beat were going upto 75 beats per minutes and
pulse / blood pressure like those of normal person but in state of un-cousicious.
Doctor in turn told about this miracle to her parent and other elder persons present
over there. As soon as they had come out we later got to know this from them.

It was literally like a festival to us, there was a happiness and sense of joy that
she went inside the jaws of death and came back, it was like her second life.

At our home where people gather for her funeral were still waiting,
as soon as we got this positive news we called up and informed.
People there were confused and happy at the same time as her loved
one return from jaws of death. Ultimately at our home, as a thanking towards
Almighty people present there started to pray her speediest recovery as possible
and hope to visit her whenever she is fully recovered. We all were happy that
she recovered and he felt that this would be our last day of sufferings and
last day for "Haleema kounain's" struggle & we wished every best possible
thing to happen for her. The moment of happiness was when the arrangement
which was made for funeral, was removed without the actual funeral.

Little did we know, Almighty gave happiness for only a few moments and
as if Almighty played some kind of game with us, where Almighty made us
utterly sad and at that very next day, Almighty took back that happiness forever.

Next morning on 4th October 2018 around 7AM, her mother called us
and I was expecting her progress, thought she might have got that
consciousness, she might have opened her eyes, she might spoken
some words, she must be asking about our whereabouts. It was so
unfortunate that we were informed that she is again serious, by 10AM
or so even hospital confirmed her demise. Later in afternoon around 12 Noon,
she was brought home in an ambulance as she was taken into home,
not only my heart but all of the hearts of people present on the site ,
came crashing and eyes were hungry to see her glimpse.

Especially her mother, her father, her elder sister and me,
were again hoping for some miracle that didn't took place.
Again, my heart felt as if all are prayers went unheard-ignore
in court of Almighty and weeped the whole day.
We were inconsolable and too much hurt that - how can our most little-loved
one left us at such a young age, that you in a span of 20 odd days.
We repented as why we could not spend more time with her,
there was so much left to tell her that how much we love her,
there were so many moments that we had planned for her homecoming,
there were so many moments we were expecting and planned to capture
in a photo with her (as she like to take picture whenever she used to feel
happy or on happy moment of life), but everything remained incomplete.

Everyone had teary eyes with unexplainable pain when they heard this news,
visited our home to give their last respects to her. There was not a single
person who didn't cry for her, there was not a single person who had
prayed for her recovery, there was not a single person who wanted her
to return home with good health.

Time was still passing and slowly taking her away from all of us towards
her last journey in this world. We were helplessly and could not do anything,
her fruitful memories still replaying in our minds, her strong will power
before going to operation theatre, her last words - "Do pray for me,
I'll be back to all of you" & before entering operation,
she had said - "Mother.. If I don't come back, please don't cry I
cannot see tears in your eyes". We also her struggle between life
and death,even though she fought like a fighter against death,
she gave up & never returned...

From family members to relatives, her school management to her friends,
everyone visited her but no one could do anything but just paying their
last respect & condolences to our loved one -"Haleema kounain".

Then came the time for her final ritual of bath, which was done by
her mother and her female relatives. Her body was covered with
a white cloth like shroud (according to Islamic ritual - Sharia).

There was heavy rain during this time, people say that whenever
a good person dies or person who is most dearest to Almighty
whole nature / world show signs of rain, if it rains during
someone’s death- it is said that even skies starts to cry
in form of rain. Even for her final bath & for
the people to drink water it was more than sufficient,
usually on regular days water supply is stopped post 12 Noon as
per Government instructions but on day of her funeral water supply
didn’t stop even in second half of the day.

After her final bath, she was brought outside for everyone to see her very last time.
She had glowing face and her eyes was decorated with Kajjal eye lining,
I personally felt as if she is sleeping (as she used to sleep after tireful day
& right after praying and breaking her fast she used to sleep with relaxed
face during Ramzan month) & inner voice repeatedly called out to her -
to wake up & asking her that how will live our lives here-after without
her as she was our family’s integral part. There was no one in
the crowd- who didn’t cry for her, who wanted to her to come to
life as previous day & even though all ritual were almost complete -
everyone wanted her to get up & say that I cannot leave you all,
I love you all but that didn’t happen.

Her sister was half unconscious, asking her to get up & look
after her very well. Her mother was pleading her to get up
and hug her, live with them forever. Her dad was stunted,
unable to decide what to tell or react, just a had a tearful
eyes without speaking a word, all sisters and brother were
still hoping her to come back to life.

As time of Asar was coming closer, we were directed to
take her pure body-soul for masjid for funeral namaz i.e
prayer i.e last prayer before the last journey towards burial ground.

During her funeral namaz, everything and every
other memory of her right from her childhood was
flashing in front of my eyes but we couldn’t do anything but pray
for her afterlife world to be peaceful. When she was alive there
were lot of people who admire her for what she was, there were
unexpectedly good number of people who came for the funeral prayers of her.

While we were part of her last journey i.e taking her to graveyard,
all her memories were flashing in our hearts & mind.
She used to be so happy even if used to take her to small trip
or even a small drive in car or bike, her bright face still comes
in front of her eyes whenever she is used to be happy or in jovial mode.

As we were moving closer to her burial & her grave was already digged up.
I saw a small insect- millipede (Which is usually poisonous/harmful)
coming out from mud which reminded me of an incident.
The incident where all of such sudden she saw a similar millipede
in the house and as soon as she saw this insect, she start to call everyone for help,
she start to ask every to get this insect out of the house as she was too
scared of insects & always she used to call me to get this done.
On the day of her burial I got reminded. I started to cry out loud as
how will she able to face this insects in her grave, how and what all
her body might have to face in the dark grave where there will be no light,
no food, no one to help her expect her good deeds and good work
she had done when she was alive in the world.

Our family will remember her in every minute, every single moment and
in every occasion of her lives. She was such a genuine person in our lives,
who is unforgettable. I’ll regret as I could not spend enough time with her
and I could fulfil her needs as soon as she used to request for. I’ll regret
that I could not give her a brotherly hug or even a simple hand-shakes
to make her happy or make her feel relaxed during her problems or
when times when she wanted some support.
There were many things which she wanted, but most of the things she
wanted, didn’t happened and we had planned few things which unfortunately
couldn’t happen due to her unexpected health issues and her unexpected demise.
We even didn’t know as what she was going through whether it was emotionally
or health-wise, she used to always hide her feelings…
NOT because she was afraid- NOT because she was less-expressive,
she always wanted her family and her people to be happy and
not worried because of her, she always thought about how to make
people happy around her, she didn’t want people to be worried
or depressed because of her.

The level of the maturity in her was way more than anyone of
that age group, she was so much of understanding of people’s
mindset and with their expectation.

She will always be immortal in our memories, as she has
set an example for all of us.

The times & days are still passing, her identity still remains in our hearts
& will remain forever, but still there will an emptiness of her presence in our lives.

If you people have read my experience-
I would request you all to respect, obey, never give
single moment of sadness or regret-ness and instead
create happiness for all your parents, your family
members or friends.. So that they keep praying for your afterlife world
& remember you in every possible moments of their life…..

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