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Poonam Daud uploaded photo(s)
Friday, June 28, 2019
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یہ محبت تو نصیبوں سے ملا کرتی ہے
چل کے خود آئے میسحا کسی بیمار کے پاس
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Poonam Daud uploaded photo(s)
Friday, June 28, 2019
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Zareen Chowdhry uploaded photo(s)
Sunday, June 16, 2019
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Nana Abu with my husband Salman in April 2012
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Eesha & Aiza posted a condolence
Friday, June 14, 2019
Bharay Nana Jaan, thank you fr the werther's originals sweet's. They are still my favourite. Love Eesha
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Navid Ahmad Bhatti posted a condolence
Friday, June 14, 2019
انا للّٰہ و انا الیہ راجعون
I was saddened to hear of your demise. You were a gentle man. It was always a pleasure to be in your company. I thoroughly enjoyed our detailed conversations.
My deepest sympathies go to all family and friends during this difficult time.
May Allah grant you elevated rank in paradise. Ameen
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Bushra Daud Ahmad uploaded photo(s)
Friday, June 14, 2019
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Bushra Daud Ahmad uploaded photo(s)
Friday, June 14, 2019
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Bushra Daud Ahmad posted a condolence
Friday, June 14, 2019
My Dada Jaan was blessed with 97 years of life. Mashallah and Alhumdolillah!
You were the head of four generations. You proudly raised 8 children. You were the root of 79+ grandchildren, great grandchildren and great, great grandchildren. Mashallah and Alhumdolillah!
Your life started from a village in the suburbs of Sialkot, Pakistan and ended in the beautiful valleys of Saskatoon, Canada.
My siblings and I had the pleasure of living with you and Dadi Jaan for over 10 years in London. We also had the pleasure to experience your presence on annual travels to Pakistan, where London would be your stopover. We looked forward to seeing you every year; we appreciated and cherished your presence in the family home. During this time, you taught us to read the Quran, you instilled the importance of prayers in us and taught us the importance of maintaining a close connection with Allah. You taught us how to speak Punjabi and the depth of our roots and connections. For that, we thank you
During this time, we enjoyed many experiences and created memories with you; trips to Thorpe Park, playing Olympic races, growing organic vegetables in the garden, and attending Jalsa Salana together, having tea & rusks by the open fire in the cottages of Hampshire. I remember how you and Dadi Jaan would tell us bedtime stories of your time in Pakistan. I remember how happy you were to receive a walking stick that Api had bought from her travels. I remember how much you enjoyed eating Werther's Originals and how you would discreetly and lovingly distribute them to Rahib, Ishaan and Eesha ‘before bedtime’. For these experiences and exposures, we will always be indebted to you.
For my father, you were everything. You were the center of the universe, he dedicated most of his life to serve and please you. He misses you dearly and treasures the times he spent with you. For him, you were his oxygen which makes remembering you easy; he does it every-day, but there’s an ache within his heart that will never go away.
I recollect many memories of my time with you, but one that I savour the most is when I was 4 years old, in the summer of 1987. With two rupees clenched in my fist, I found myself running on the pebble stones in the narrow streets of the beautiful village of Budha Goraya, Pakistan, past the mud houses. I could hear the laughter of children, who were playing in the open fields and saw women hanging their laundry. I could hear the Zohar Azaan blaring out of the speakers of the Masjid.
Whilst writing this, I remember that day clearly: the moment I hurled and clashed into your path, hitting my head on your legs. You wore a white ‘tehmet and a clean white pugree’. Upon seeing me, you were furious to see that I was in the streets, unaccompanied by an adult. To gain your compassion and empathy, whilst in the fear of being told off and whisked back home, I quickly said in my childlike Punjabi ‘mayh tafee lani ey’. Upon hearing this, you gently smiled and carried me in your arms to the local shop, where I handpicked my favorite red and green sweets, shaped like small balls. That day, as I walked home with my bag of sweets, held tightly against my chest, I was the happiest child in the entire village. That joy came from you – Thank you
I recall another, this time in 2010. Due to poor vision you struggled to read the Quran in comfort. I remember how Naveed and I searched every suitable shop in Central London for a magnifying glass that would ease your experience of reading. After hours of searching, we returned home for you to sample the selection we had found. That day your smile showed appreciation that no words can describe. Your endless prayers for us and our future were extraordinary and remarkable - Thank you.
Your passion for Khilafat and Islam was inspirational and moving. In a gathering, you were a master at captivating your audience. Your characteristics and mannerism made you a legend in reaching out to people and communities. Fearlessly and courageously, you collectively shared your wealth of knowledge, deep understanding of religion and your life’s experiences. Your love and devotion of Khilafat, steered you to heroically imitate the life of a soldier on the front line of a battlefield.
You passed on countless, fascinating and enchanting stories of your wonderful life. Stories that mesmerised me of what life would have been like for you and Dadi Jaan during the challenging and grim years of wars, especially the war and persecution you faced in the name of Khilafat. Despite the religious conflicts and hostilities from opposing religious leaders, you remained calm, composed and maintained a tranquil attitude. Your stories, anecdotes and chronicles are and will always be shared at dinner tables and open fires for years to come. Your dedication, enthusiasm and passion for practicing daily Namaz and reciting the Quran will forever be engraved in our hearts. You were a source of prayer for us and for this we will always be grateful. We bear a huge loss.
May Allah grant you a peaceful end and gift you the highest rank in Janaat-ul Firdos. May Allah the Almighty be a helper to those that you leave behind and give them sabbar to bear your loss. May Allah imbed your loved ones with the patience, companionship and kindness that He imbedded in you. May Allah allow them to appreciate the hardship of your life, to carry forth your noble qualities and let your hardship be a mirror of self-actualisation for both Khalifat and humanity. Ameen.
Forever Loved and Forever Missed - Bushra Daud Ahmad
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Naila Chaudhry posted a condolence
Thursday, June 13, 2019
My grandfather has lived an incredibly fulfilling life - in years and in service. His level of sacrifice, courage, struggle, service to the creator and His creation, devotion to his faith and love for Khilafat are hard to come by and far between. I have been blessed to live with my grandfather for the majority of my life, and until his last day, his passion for the Jamaat was ever alive - truly faith inspiring. He was regular in his prayers and despite his weakened eyesight, he would read the Holy Quran daily, and with the help of a big magnifying glass, he'd read it multiple times. Sometimes he would forget the name of those around him, or if he had lunch, but up until his last breath if you would ask him to explain the teachings of the Quran or the Promised Messiah AS, it would be as if he were a young scholar with passion and deep knowledge.
To be in his presence was to bask in stories of incredible sacrifice, steadfastness and struggle from his time in the village when he was faced with immense persecution. It was always a gathering filled with Punjabi and Urdu poetry, with lessons of humbleness, gratitude, and love for Allah. Mian Muhammad Baksh was his favourite poet. It was to be in the presences of continuous prayers for every individual who would even briefly cross his mind, be it even those who persecuted him. He'd often repeat, dushman mare te khushi na kariye, sajnaa vii mar jaanaa. Diigar te din hoya Mohammad orak nu v dub jaanaa.
Every day, leaving the house saying Salaam to him before school or work would bring him to tears as he would remind us of how truly blessed we are to seek an education and of all the opportunities that we have. And with this, he would remind us of the responsibilities that fall upon us to serve the Jamaat, Khilafat and humanity because it is only due to the blessings of Allah, through the Jamaat, that we have been blessed with all this.
I pray may Allah elevate his status in heaven and grant him a place in jannat-ul-firdos. May Allah also enable anyone who knew Dada Abu jee, his stories, and about his life, to carry forth his good virtues in spirit and in action. To not let his spirit escape us. To be devoted and passionate. To sacrifice, to give in charity, and to be kind. To be grateful to Allah and count our blessings daily. Ameen
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Syed Mubashar Ahmed posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Assalamoalaikum.
I am sad to hear the demise of Chaudhary Khuda Bakhsh Goraya Sb. I had the honor of being his neighbor for a few years back in the days, in peace village. I know him as courageous man. He was a true soldier of Ahmadiyyat. His stories of standing up to the enemies of Jamaat were just so faith inspiring. He always had great words of wisdom to share with everyone arround him.
May Allah shower His choicest blessings on him and grant him a high station in paradise. Ameen
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Nabi Ahmed Choudhary posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
انا للّٰہ و انا الیہ راجعون۔ اللہ تعالی ان کے درجات بلند فرمائے
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Anousha Saqib posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
As a great grand daughter of you, I have been privileged to have known your inspiring and extremely kind personality that will never be forgotten.
It breaks my heart to see my nano jaan in deep sorrow as nano jaan was truly blessed to be alongside your heart.
Everyday through my nano jaan's thoughts of you yesterday, you will continue to shine in our hearts forever.
Until the day we meet again you will keep reflecting bright light in heaven so that you can light our way.Amen
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Samra chaudhry posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Grandfather give us not only wisdom and encouragement, but there are an inspiration to us..we miss u
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Abiha Waraich posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
My mom always talks about you and how great you were and my dad saying how intelligent you were now when I am stuck in a challenge I will think how you would’ve never gave up and how I should say wow I had a great grandfather and I should be successful like you and remember you are always in me and my families heart we miss you
Thank you for everything
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Azaan Waraich posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
When I want to complete something I imagine me visiting my great grandfather I hope Allah takes good care of you.
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Bisharat Ahmed posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
One of the intelligent person I ever meet every time I speak with him he always advises for regular prayers
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Poonam Daud posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Imagine the only ahmadi in a district of 7 villages - what do you do when The whole village enters your home to kill you and your family - all because your an Ahmadi Muslim... a story of this hero #myDadaJaan
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Saima chaudhry posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Inna lilah hi wa inna ilahi rajeon You are near even if I don’t see you.you are with me , even if you are far away you are in my hart , in my thoughts , in my life Always Ameen
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Rahib & Ishaan posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Bhare Nana Jaan we miss you very much. One of our beautiful memories with our great grandfather was getting together snacks and watching cricket on TV - the laughter - the gentle touch and the warm hugs all now become a memory. Forever you will live in our hearts and as we get older we will tell your amazing life story to your great great grandchildren insha’allha - just like mama keeps you and all our great parents still alive by sharing her memories - forever you will be in our hearts - love and miss you everyday bhare nana Jaan.
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Poonam Daud posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
إِنَّا اللهِ وَإِنَّا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعُونَ.
Kisi ne poocha
Wo konsi jaga hai Jahan Har ghalti, Har jurm Aur
Har gunah maaf ho jata hai?
Mene muskura kar kaha
Mere Dada Jaan ka dil.....
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Sabeen Choudhary posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Inna Lil Laah wa Inna ileihy raajiuun......
Nana jaan your gone but will never be forgotten
My memories of you I will keep safe to remind myself & cherish them with my children of who you once were"
May Allah grant you the highest rank in paradise Ameen
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Zareen Chowdhry posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Indeed we belong to Allah and indeed to him we will return
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Abdul ghaffar shehzad posted a condolence
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعُونَ
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Tuesday, June 11, 2019
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