Aby

Time they say heals all wounds, it has been 7 years now and my wounds are still fresh. The scar in my heart has been pierced with memories of you. Your voice is becoming a distant echo, your scent is now the smell I yearn for. I want to remember the smell of your favourite meals because it brings my senses a little closer to feel your faint presence. I know Allah is the perfect planner and for that I am grateful. I will strive to be a better Muslim in sha Allah, so that we can meet in Jannah. My kids are my best friends, my siblings, and my parents as you would always say. My first love, my best friend, my teacher, my imam, my Aby. A lady never forgets her first love so how could I forget you my dear Aby. May Allah's Noor lighten up your grave (Ameen) Diary of a daughter...