My Sweet Memory in Kashmir valley (10) - with Mr Fahad's family again.

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Ok guys..N3 kali ini i nak skip sikit. Ada lah sebab musababnya kann.. Today was my fifth day in Kashmir.. Last nite i stayed in houseboat Bostan Gulistan. I thot early this morning i wanted to go to floating market. But, it was raining since yesterday.. All my plan hancur.. What do to.. Actually benda ni lah yang i teringin sangat nak buat if i stayed at the houseboat. Never mind, i had another place to go.. Then lepas shikara ride i supposedly took my second breakfast. heeee.. 

 Sambil - sambil tunggu food being served by Mr Akhbar, i just looked at the sky. Very black sky i had today. Hujan je.. I was freezing. But  love to sit kat balcony houseboat ni.. 

Suka sangat..

Tup..tupp... i nampak one shikara menuju ke arah Bostan Gulistan.. Tapi tak nampak orang...

Oooo..Mr Fahad..Time to check out.

Today i checked out and transferred back to Comrade Inn. Once naik dari shikara tu we had breakfast together. He said he took just little breakfast at home. So i ajak dia joint lah..

 Sambil tu we talked about our plan today... YA ALLAH.. another sad new. We cancelled our trip to Wular Lake and Madrasah.. I was so frustrated, Since dari Malaysia lagi i really wanted to go to Wular Lake, In fact once arrived in Kashmir i always mentioned to others i nak pegi ke Wular Lake, the biggest freshwater lake in Asia.. and visited madrasah yang ada orphanage..But what to do, Mr Fahad said coz of  the road condition and due to the heavy rain last nite..For my SAFETY kata Mr Fahad, we had to cancel. What to do.. But to tell u the truth until now i always feel so hurt and sad that i cant be in Wular Lake. Really sad.. Just pray to ALLAH, i have long life and ALLAH permits me there in future. INSYALLAH.

 Sebelum meninggalkan houseboat we took picture. Mr Asraf on my right, owner of the houseboat and Mr Akhbar, my butler.

Time to say good bye to Mr Asraf. Thanks for his kindness. Diarang suka sembang dengan guests. Tanya itu ini and checked weather we ok or not with the houseboat. Hujan semakin lebat. We needed to rush..

 Kami menuju ke seberang. See the rain.. And windy.. Scary gak masa ni.. Tapi tak teruk lahh.. Just feel worry je..

 Rain..rain...go away....In my heart still hoping that we can go to Wular Lake...

Sebenarnya Mr Fahad told me that he wanted me to go to his house and had lunch together with his family.. At first i macam tak nak lah kann. But i think why not.. Since orang nak ajak.. 

On the way to singgah kejap ke sini.. Ahaaa..Amar Singh College. Mr Fahad punya college dulu. 

 Gambar jangan tak gambar..

Geography his major too besides tourism.

While walking and talking, i told Mr Fahad that how lucky Malaysian students. They have such a luxury college tempat depa belajar. Kat sini i noticed, sedih sangat.. Our students ni kira macam pampered sangat.

I terus di bawa ke rumah agam Mr Fahad. On the first day i arrived tu i dah datang ke sini. But on that time his mama was not so good. So sick..I tak nak disturbed. So, today i dapat tengok his mama. So sad to look at her condition. And this morning  I had a chance to see this. His baba suapkan porridge to his mama. When his baba out from this room, i offered myself to feed her. But she refused. Malu maybe. We didnt talk much but she kept looking at me and smiled. And that was the last moment i saw her.. 

Guys.. masa i went out  on last Saturday afternoon, April 28, 2012.  suddenly my whatapps berbunyi, "Mummy passed away jus nw. (3.37pm Malaysian time). Dua'a for her pls."..I cant swallowed my rice. Shocked and sad with the news. Mr Fahad told me, right after she closed her eyes with kalimah syahadah, exactly at the time of zohor adzan . Kashmir time around 1.00PM (3.30PM Malaysia time).  She passed away very peacefully. There was lots of nur on her face.MASYALLAHHH..So sad when Mr Fahad told me all about this.. I still remembered before i went back, i shook  and kissed her hand. (of coz this was not normal form them. This is the way we respect to elderly). And i also kissed her forehead.. Her skin was so soft like baby. Pray that she were placed in Jannah.. and guys sedekahkan Al fatihah buat beliau. She suffered of ovarian cancer for almost 7 years.. ALLAH gives her Husnul Khatimah. INSYALLAHH..

 Ok lahh.. sambung cerita i kat rumah ni.. Masa ni lunch. I had lunch with his baba and uncle Muzzafar. Mr Fahad gone.. Tak tau ke mana..So just 3 of us. 

 Same thing i took at his grandfather's house yang atas ni. Sayur. Then apa tah.. hee.. Forgot lahh.

 And i love this. Kebab..

 Ni kira depa punya ulam lahh. salad..

 Lepas makan, makan ni pulak.. Buah delima and apple.

 I took photos pulak.. His baba wanted to go out. He is a great guy.. Soooo friendly..  So i pun bergambar lah.. Dengan Zainab gak.. So cute.

 Dengan Uncle Muzzafar pun. Very friendly. Talkative.. I love to hear his voice..Lelaki gitu...heee..

 With her sisters, Suhaila, and Nyla..Little cutie pie, Ismeal, and Mohammed.

 Sempat lagi tangkap gambar di halaman rumah Mr Fahad. Hasil shot Mr Fahad..

Almond is bloomingggg..

Chinar...

I was so happy to be in this family. Thanks GOD i had a chance meeting his late Mama..His Baba, Gossshhh so kind to me.. We had great time talking many things especially about his stay in Malaysia. And he lovesss Laksa Johor.. Hee... They were great people. Very friendly, very warm. Macam my own family.. INSYALLAH.. jumpa lagi in future..Just one or two things which really made my heart hurt and sad.. Only ALLAH knows...But not this family ok. For me they were superb.  IINSYALLAH if i can go there again, i will visit his mama's grave and sedekah Al Fatihah for her. Dua'a kan ye..Anyway..ada lagi tau N3 pasal Kashmir..heee...Vomitt..vomittt..jangan tak vomittt...K a k   K a s i h r e d h a  tak vomit kannn????..

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 Volume 2, Book 23, Number 334 :

Narrated by Kharija bin Zaid bin Thabit

Um Al-'Ala', an Ansari woman who gave the pledge of allegiance to the Prophet said to me, "The emigrants were distributed amongst us by drawing lots and we got in our share 'Uthman bin Maz'un. We made him stay with us in our house. Then he suffered from a disease which proved fatal when he died and was given a bath and was shrouded in his clothes, Allah's Apostle came I said, 'May Allah be merciful to you, O Abu As-Sa'ib! I testify that Allah has honored you'. The Prophet said, 'How do you know that Allah has honored him?' I replied, 'O Allah's Apostle! Let my father be sacrificed for you! On whom else shall Allah bestow His honor?' The Prophet said, 'No doubt, death came to him. By Allah, I too wish him good, but by Allah, I do not know what Allah will do with me though I am Allah's Apostle. ' By Allah, I never attested the piety of anyone after that."