Today marks 11 years since my father left this world, leaving behind a legacy of love, generosity, and wisdom. It’s a day etched in my heart, and as I reflect on his life, I find solace in the beautiful memories we shared.
My father, a man of remarkable generosity, bestowed not only his wealth but also his time and selfless love. Each day, I am reminded of the countless lives he touched, his kindness echoing through the stories of those he helped. His spirit of giving was boundless, a testament to the beautiful soul he was.
As I navigate this day, I find comfort in the Islamic prayer that resonates with our shared faith:
“O Allah, forgive and have mercy upon him, excuse him and pardon him, and make honourable his reception. Expand his entry, and cleanse him with water, snow, and ice, and purify him of sin as a white robe is purified of filth. Exchange his home for a better home, and his family for a better family, and his spouse for a better spouse. Admit him into the Garden, protect him from the punishment of the grave and the torment of the Fire.”
This year, I’ve decided to honour his memory especially. Each remembrance year, I will focus on an adjective that encapsulates the essence of my father.
Starting with “exceptionally humble,” I share a cherished story:
Baba Saraki’s humility shone brightest when he quietly helped a struggling family, never seeking recognition. I vividly recall his advice back in 1999 when venturing into politics as a House of Reps member. Baba Saraki told me to always have the fear of Allah in all I do, as Allah abhors show-offs. “Remember whatever you do for another being, keep it between you, that person, and Allah.”
His humility was a beacon of light, guiding us all to lead lives marked by compassion and grace.
May Allah grant my father eternal peace, and may his legacy of love and generosity continue to inspire us all.
May Allah continue to comfort him and all our dearly departed loved ones in the Gardens of Al-Jannah Firdaus. Amin.
