This is the note written by Mustafa Mala.
“Upachye…I want biryani at night.”
Nasarka covered her face and cried saying that Abdurrahman told me during Umrah. Sitting in front of the frozen hospital mortuary where Ponnumon, who used to run and walk with him until a little while ago, is crying. He completed Umrah with his father, mother and brothers. He and Uppa left Umma and the girls in the harem and went to the room before Maghrib to take a bath and change their clothes. Abdur Rahman, a boy named Abdurrahman, who was excitedly walking towards the harem after taking a bath and changing his clothes, suddenly collapsed. He was rushed to the nearby hospital, but his life could not be saved.
Abdurrahman was smart
Nasarka moaned and said that my mon was good at running, jumping, playing and all other fields and took some photos of him on his phone. Pictures of buying trophies for various competitions. I could only stare blankly. All the procedures have been completed today in the Haram for Asr Namaz, millions of dead have prayed and returned to the eternal home prepared by Umm al-Mu’minin and the gold of the Prophet.
Man arrested for extorting lakhs by offering job in Prasar Bharti
Man arrested for extorting lakhs by offering job in Prasar Bharti
The son was brought down to the grave in excruciating pain
Nasrka also came down to put it in the grave. With trembling hands we received the motionless body of Pommon with the strength of Ikhlas. Nasarka’s final kiss on Ponnomana’s forehead with soil. He was kneeling in the grave and crying. Those who were with him took him by the hand and took him out of the grave. Chanting with prayer mantras. Darkness is spreading in the eyes of those who are standing. He is traveling to eternal heaven. Return with prayer..! Everyone is back..! I slowly say a greeting and I ….
