Final Journey শেষ যাত্রাপথ

Someone's Final Journey

The morning had begun just like any other day — the chirping of birds, the sunlight, and a cup of tea. But in one corner of the village, a heavy silence had descended. A respected man, Mawlana Harunur Rashid, had passed away after the Fajr prayer. As the news spread, hearts grew heavy.

The house was filled with people. Tears welled up in their eyes, and prayers filled their lips. His lifeless body, wrapped in the sacred shroud, was laid out in front of them. One by one, everyone came to see him for the last time.

The Janazah...

The funeral prayer was held in the courtyard of the mosque. The Imam said,
"This man taught us how to walk the right path. Today, we entrust him to Allah. We pray that Allah forgives his sins and grants him Jannatul Firdaus."

The Burial...

Upon reaching the graveyard, another deep silence fell. The scent of earth and bricks mixed with the solemn sound of supplication filled the air. Slowly, the body was covered with soil, and a white marker with his name was placed on top.