Unplanned and Funerals

The day before yesterday, we took an unplanned visit to sister-in-law's place in Segamat for personal matters and the hope then was to continue the journey to Rompin. We waited for my other half to come back from work in Mantin. We reached Segamat during Maghrib time and we realized that we did not switch any lights and our cats will be left in the dark.

The next day (yesterday), the planned journey to Rompin was cancelled and at the same time, my eldest son received the call for a job interview. In a way, the coincidence of Rompin's cancelled visit allow us to go back to Seremban for my son's interview. While we were on our way back to Seremban, we received the news that the daughter of my niece, Nur Malihah Maisarah, has passed away. Just two days before, she was admitted to the hospital for lung infection. Given the flurry of activities, we thought of deferring our visit at a later time. Fate has it in a different way.

Thus, while we were still on the way back to Seremban, we decided to go to her funeral in Kuala Lumpur as soon as we take a stop at home and let our eldest son take some rest for the next day's interview. On reaching Seremban, we saw a slight traffic congestion due to a bush fire left to the flyover heading to our home.

This had never happened before and we were curious on how it started. After a slight rest and refreshing ourselves, we began our journey to Kuala Lumpur. We initially set our journey to Imam Al-Tirmidzi Sri Sentosa Mosque where the funeral prayers will take place. Since we are rather late, we decided to head straight to the burial place in Bukit Jalil Muslim Graveyard. Since the burial will be after Maghrib, we prayed Maghrib at a nearby surau.

Before the burial, the father gave us the opportunity to see Maisarah for the last time (since we did not get to see her before the funeral prayers). There is a photo shared among family members only and we will not share it out of respect. Instead, I will share her photo in the way we would like to remember her.

Among muslim community, we called those children who passed away while they are still very young as 'anak syurga' literally translated as children of the heaven or jannah. May Allah grant us to meet her in Jannah.

Today, again my other half received another sad news that her cousin just passed away in Muar. Her cousin has a similar name to mine and slightly older than me. Life is fragile and the grim reminder that we can go at any time. My other half is now travelling to Muar with my eldest son. My youngest son and I stayed home to settle some domestic chores.