During her final
moments in this dunya, my father stood beside her. She gave
him her hand to kiss. My father hugged and kissed her so
much. He had asked her if she had recited the Kalimah (shahadah
– testimony of faith) to which she nodded her head, ‘Yes.’
Hay’aa (Modesty) —
She was very strict about this. Even when she was younger,
she had so much shame. I remember when she was at the hospital
and had problems using the bathroom, the doctor (who happened
to be a male) came to look at her. Asma immediately said
she doesn’t want him to look at her. We explained that he
is the only specialist around and she needs to be checked
right away to figure out what is wrong. After much convincing
she agreed, on the conditions that he must be very quick
and we all must be present in the room. She covered herself
up as much as possible before allowing him to enter the
room.
Worshipping Allah
— One of the things we still remember about
Asma from her school days is how we found out that she would
pray at school. One day, my mother found a hijab and a prayer
rug in Asma's backpack. She asked Asma why she was taking
it to school with her everyday. She told my mother that
she takes it to school to pray Salaah in jamaat with her
friend. My mother asked who leads the prayer. Asma told
her that she leads it. Subhaan’Allah not only did it make
me smile, it was also a great reminder to myself.
After her amputation, there were times
when she would get on the floor and drag herself over to
where we would all pray in Jamaat. Although it was heartbreaking
to see, her efforts and determination became a lesson for
all of us to learn from.
Resilience —
One of the things that I have learnt regarding Asma
was that she was a fighter – a true fighter. She never gave
up. Anything and everything that came her way, she was patient
and hung in there. Even to the last seconds of her life,
she did not give up. I remember Asma telling all of us that
Allah Subhanawata’la doesn’t give us more than what we can
handle. She would go on to tell us that Allah tests the
ones whom He loves. Subhaan’Allah here we were listening
to a little girl on how to deal with this and remain steadfast.
Tough —
She was very tough. She didn’t care who it was or where
she was, she would speak up if she had to. She was always
one of the first ones to defend my mother against others.
In fact, she would be the first to defend any of her family
members. I remember one time she mentioned how some lady
said some harsh things to my mother. My mother, being the
quiet and non-confrontational lady she is, remained quiet.
Asma told me later on that she wanted to punch the lady
very hard because of what she said to my mother! She took
her family seriously.
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