Hajiya Maryam Tanko Mijinyawa: Forever In Our Heart, By Sadiya Lawal Danyaro
POLITICS DIGEST– Death is inevitable, it is a journey everyone must embark sooner or later. I can not describe the pain and grief of loosing a love one especially that of a mother.
My mother Hajiya Maryam Tanko Mijinyawa (Hajiya Uwa) was an epitome of kindness, patience, generosity and a very devoted woman to Allah.
She’s not just a mother but my best friend, sister, cheerleader, counselor and my biggest supporter in this world.
Words are not enough to describe the value of a mother that uphold the value of parenthood.
I can vividly recall how she would sit down and listen to me even if she’s busy, she would never hesitate to give me an open ear that have today rekindle my thought and shape my life into becoming a responsible lady that she will be proud of.
You didn’t leave millions in your account but a legacy that will forever remain with us.
You were my first teacher, you were the first to taught me how to recite suratul Fatiha and other short sura’s of the Holy Qur’an. Ayatul Kursiyyu, Salatin Nabiy SAW and Tahiyat.
My mother taught me ane institute the spirit of love, patience and endurance in my person.
Hajiya was such a precious gift from Allah. She has touched my life in everything i become most especially the moral culture and respect to the teachings of islam that you’ve instituted in my person will forever remain a landmark in the history of my life.
You taught me how to live life to the fullest. You made everything so much fun as a kid, growing up, and taught me how to face the world I’m going to live in.
I can still remember when you told me about whatever I’m doing and wherever i found myself, Allah SWT is watching at my actions, i should always fear Allah and speak the truth.
You would ask me to go and pray, if i refused by hiding somewhere, i should remember that my Lord is watching at me. if i should take meat from the pot, i would remember that Allah is watching at me. That motivated me to seek for your consent and permission before taking anything that does not belong to me.
I can still recall when i was just 7 years old, you cautioned me not to allow the opposite gender to touch or hold my hand, i would become pregnant which i believed sincerely with all my heart it then.
It was after i wrote a letter informing you of my first menstrual period that you sat down and started to tell me so many things i needed to know, cautioned and prayed for me.
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One of the most wonderful moment about my beloved Mother was the day of my Quranic graduation Walima; i was just 13years old, my mum was so excited about that very event, she celebrated it with so much love, she gave me a gold ring as gift, i can still remember how she wears a white voil smiling with family and friends.
My grandmother was even teasing her that they don’t know how she would react on the day of my wedding; she would smiled and said; “If Allah wills, i will witness it, we would wore same cloth on the day of my wedding by even accompanying me to my matrimonial home”. My aunties and other relatives present there would laugh and pray for this great day.
My mum was such a loving, loyal, caring and royal wife to my father. Her love for him can not be over empathized. She always praise him and never said anything bad about him. She told me that she’s very lucky to find the husband of her dream.
My mum was very religious and devoted to her God. My mum would wake me up before Fajr prayer and asked me to pray and do istighfar. When we went to Hajj, she would force me to do Dawaf (circumumbulation of the Ka’aba) after obligatory prayer. My mum would buy gifts and give it to my grandmother or cousins on my behalf.
I would be always shocked when they thank me for what i know nothing about. It was later i realized she was indirectly teaching me how to be generous.
I was devastated when she was admitted in the hospital, i couldn’t eat for five days because of the situation she was going through.
I took care of her and gave all the support she needed from me. Her sickness was a moment of sleepless night. When i complained to her that I’m not understanding anything in school and decided to differ the semester so that i can take care of her, she declined my request urging me to concentrate and pay attention to my studies.
I will never forget that black Monday that’s equivalent to 22nd of August 2016 when you hold my hand, prayed for us and suddenly my grandmother came in and start saying: “Innalillahi wa inna ilairi rajiun, Maryam ke ma zaki tafi kenan, Allah Ya sa ki cika da imani”. I closed her mouth while crying, i told her my mum would not die now, she said Hajiya sai dai ki yi hakuri …i couldn’t believed her until i heard my mum saying Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi rajiun and kept repeating Kalimatus shahada before saying goodbye forever.
The memories of my mother will forever remain in my heart for I’ve lost my closest companion and biggest supporter in this world.
May Allah forgive her and grant her aljanna Firdaus.
Sadiya Lawal Danyaro wrote this from Kano.
