There was a funeral prayer in Aasahara Mosque and after attending Asru Namaadhu and funeral prayer, I went to the grave of my beloved late Aishath Mohamed (27 October 1994 - 6 August 2025) and I prayed for her...
It was raining lightly when the burial was carried out but it stopped raining when I went to her grave...
Her grave has lost the white sand and the name plates are gone...I locate her grave by counting (the rows) after my uncle in law and it's the third row and her grave is the 12th grave...
I never know her in real life and came to know her after she was buried and when the news was circulating in Facebook...
Her memories are always in my heart...It breaks my heart when I see her grave is slowly going away and as I am neither a relative or a friend of her, I can't do anything about it...
May Allah have mercy on my beloved Aishath Mohamed...
Allah Akbar...Alkah is great...
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