Have you ever seen a person die?

format_quote Originally Posted by Rashad

I know this is an odd question. But if you have, could you share that experience?

I personally never saw this. Nor has anyone close to me died.. yet...


But I was wondering perhaps you could share your stories and the lessons you learned from it.

One of my friends... He's only 15, and his mother died... So sudden. Just collapsed...

4 times for me

First time i was with my grandfather (Nonno) as he took his last breath after fighting cancer for 3 years....i'm

Second was when we where out on a charter boat (big game fishing) I was acting first mate that day. We came upon a sqwall about 150 miles off shore and another boat capsized, when we got to the boat their first mate was entangled in the rigging and as I ...or we tried to cut him out the boat rolled and started to sink. I was not able to help him That vision of his face and the sound of his screams, will never leave my mind....ever God be with him.

Third time was a vehicle accident we were involved in....we (me and 3 other friends in high school) were hit head on by a drunk driver (who was a parent of a kid at our school, and a member of the PTA) And my friend driving the car, his head was crushed by the windsheild. The rest of us came out with no injuries except seatbelt rash and bruises (WEAR YOUR SEATBELT! IBEG OF YOU.) The drunk driver died upon impact.

Fourth, I was with my Nonna (Great grandmother) and 12 days after her 102 birthday she said "I am tired, I have done all that i can do, I have done everything asked of me, I am going to be with God now" We thought she was just rambling......she never woke up

I have become desensitised and unemmotional as it were, death is another day. It will come to us all. I only pray God will accept me and hope i did everything he has asked me to do.

I am truly sorry about you and your friends loss, I too know what it is like to lose a parent......my father took his own life when he was 38, he was still in college after becoming a Neurosurgeon, Lawyer, and politition. I barely knew him.

format_quote Originally Posted by Italianguy

4 times for me

First time i was with my grandfather (Nonno) as he took his last breath after fighting cancer for 3 years....i'm

Second was when we where out on a charter boat (big game fishing) I was acting first mate that day. We came upon a sqwall about 150 miles off shore and another boat capsized, when we got to the boat their first mate was entangled in the rigging and as I ...or we tried to cut him out the boat rolled and started to sink. I was not able to help him That vision of his face and the sound of his screams, will never leave my mind....ever God be with him.

Third time was a vehicle accident we were involved in....we (me and 3 other friends in high school) were hit head on by a drunk driver (who was a parent of a kid at our school, and a member of the PTA) And my friend driving the car, his head was crushed by the windsheild. The rest of us came out with no injuries except seatbelt rash and bruises (WEAR YOUR SEATBELT! IBEG OF YOU.) The drunk driver died upon impact.

Fourth, I was with my Nonna (Great grandmother) and 12 days after her 102 birthday she said "I am tired, I have done all that i can do, I have done everything asked of me, I am going to be with God now" We thought she was just rambling......she never woke up

I have become desensitised and unemmotional as it were, death is another day. It will come to us all. I only pray God will accept me and hope i did everything he has asked me to do.

I am truly sorry about you and your friends loss, I too know what it is like to lose a parent......my father took his own life when he was 35, he was still in college after becoming a Nerosergeon, Lawyer, and politition. I barely knew him.

I am sorry to hear about your experiences. I am also saddened by the great loss of your father. I do not know what else to say.

Death seems to be the ocean into which the river of life finally ends. Different humans, different lives, different rivers, beautiful images and experiences. One destination. One fall. One Ocean. The phantasmic ocean of death.

I've personally not seen someone close to me dying in person but many close to me have died.

My grand mother. She passed away with Hepatitis and diabetes. I was told that she wanted to see me and my siblings while on her death bed. may Allah (swt) give her a place in jannah.

My uncle passed away due to pancreatic cancer at a young age of mid 40s. It was his time. I spent my growing years with him in Saudi Arabia. He had a marked impact on my growth. His death also had a marked impact on how I view the world. It was unexpected. But it did happen. three days before his death, he had his favorite juice. Fresh sugarcane juice. He did not know at that time that he wont be here 3 days later. May ALLAH (swt) have rehma on his soul and provide him with high statuses in the jannah.

My grand father passed away due to natural causes. he lived a long life allhamdulillah. I feel humbled to be a progeny of this great man. may Allah give him jannah too.

I also lost 2 acquaintances and 1 friend since I finished my high school in 2003 in Saudi. All of them were my peers and fellow students. One died in the US in a car accident. Another died in a car accident while going to UAE after spending Eid with his parents in Saudi. The third, who was a medical student, died of extreme diarrhea within 3 hours while visiting his relatives in Multan, Pakistan. The hospital staff did not take proactive steps to save him. May ALLAH forgive their sins.

So yes ... death is the spiral which is sucking us in. And I am dumbstruck when I see Muslims enjoying this life like there is no tomorrow. The only hope to continue living in this world without depression is to see the face of ALLAH along with my family.... one Day ... inshALLAH.

format_quote Originally Posted by Scents of Jannah

SubhanAllah. May Allah forgive her and grant her Paradise. Ameen


My dad (Rahimahullah) died while I was sitting next to him. He was experiencing multiple organ failure and all we could do was watch. I can't describe the moment we were told he wasn't going to live. The pain is indescribable. I remember I'd been staying with him since he'd been admitted to hospital for minor surgery, and that particular day, I'd gone home for a shower and change of clothing. I hadn't been home long when my brother called me to tell me the bad news. I could barely drive as I was crying so hard. It was surreal. I felt I was going to die too. The news is a loved one is dying is harder to take than the death itself. I remember rocking as I cried in hospital when the nurse said, he's body is struggling to survive. In my head I could picture my dad's vital organs fighting for survival. That hurt so badly and I cried and cried. Then a strange calmness took over as it dawned on me that if this is what Allah willed then I should just pray He makes me dad's passing easy for him. I wasn't 'fully' practicing then but hamdulillah Allah gave me the idea that we all recite Surah Yasin at my father's side.


I thank Allah, He gave us the opportunity to be with our father during his last days, and to talk to him. He drifted in and out of consciousness for 2-3 days, and passed away at dawn - just as my and brother decided to take a nap by his bedside. I'd just closed my eyes when I heard the respirator stop. I hoped he was still alive, even though I could see the monitor had flat-lined. It sounds stupid now but we actually asked the nurse if he'd gone as if the monitor was lying. To be honest, in the days leading up to my dad's death, I'd wondered how I'd react when it happened. I wasn't sure how it'd feel. And then, when it happened, I didn't.... couldn't cry... I was unbelievably calm and kissed my dad's face and covered him with the blanket properly so he won't feel cold. I know that sounds strange since I knew he couldn't feel anything. And I remember looking up and thinking my dad's soul is left his body and what lies here is just a shell. I felt a lot of guilt after my dad's death. I felt I hadn't visited him enough when he was alive. I felt the 'roof over my head' had been snatched away. I felt extremely vulnerable, like being in a house with no door to close against the world. No matter how our parents are, we should cherish them.They can never be replaced. Once they are gone, they are gone forever. Cherish them while you have the chance. May Allah forgive and grant our deceased Jannatul Firdaws. Ameen.

This very thought of losing my parents one day, who knows if Allah has willed my death before theirs, makes me white as a dead body. That is why I have extreme ascetic tendencies and I am not doing too great in practical life due to constantly thinking about how my life would be when they are gone or how my mom would spend her every second till her death if I die before her ....

To Allah we belong and to him is our return.

i lost my brother when i was 10 years old. he was only four. but believe me that was the worst pain i felt in my life. i still remember him to this day.

by little bro was called hamza. my mum named him that because she told us an angel came to her in her dream during her preganancy and told her her childs name would be hamza.

anyway during birth hamza had a hole in his heart and had brain damage. the doctors say they barely saved his life. he also had downs syndrome. that basically means he had 'cognitive development problems'. his death was due to leukemia. blood cancer. he didnt really have control of his muscles

i think his first words were ba (ie bilal, my name) he couldnt talk properly either. subhanalla on his own he learnt to say Allah and akbar. he loved reading namaz when we held him up to do it.

me and my two sisters (1 older 1 younger) were just kids and we were running around the house cause we were home alone and my mum and dad had to quickly take him to hospital. we thought he would just be back like all the other times.
my auntie (my mums best freind) called and told us he died. when my dad came home and confirmed it we cried for days.

there was like a void in our house for months. especially us siblings were very tight, always fighting and always sticking together. hamza was a bit different to us but we loved him as much as we could. when he died i regretted not spending more time with him

he always persevered. but when the pain became too much Allah took him up to himself. truly Allah does not burden a person more than they can bear.

i watched my father die with tears in his closed eyes,

sweat on his forehead,

and zikr on his lips.





only later did i find out that those are the signs of a believers death, Allahu Akbar...

please make dua for him

brothers and sisters.. you made me cry after a long time. Seriously i am very sad for all your losses.

I only two losses i could remember are one of my uncle and one stranger.

My maternal uncle was the closest persons to me ( at that time may be more than my parents for some time of life). I was raised at my grand mothers and my childhood was full of love from uncles and sisters. I even was apparently reluctant to go to my parents when they came to take me with them after i grew up. So i was something like 10 then.I still remember it clearly , me and my dad were at relatives house in defferent city.My dad woke me up late night and took me to hometown .

He did not tell me why , he just told me somebody was ill.When i went to my hometown he took me to uncles house.I was a child then i didn't suspect anything.I ran up to his house before my father and even ignored my brother when he was trying to tell me somehting.As soon as i ran into the hall i still remember the scene. My mom and aunt crying and telling me your uncle is no more. It was a shock , i don't think i cried much due to the shock.it was so sudden he had a heart failure . My aunt (his wife) passwed away 1 year 11 months 1 hour later.

Second one was a stranger.An old man who lived in apartment behind our apartment.He jumped from fifth floor a few months back.Our maid saw that and shouted to me to run to the bottom floor. I ran to the ground floor and called 108 (indian 911).As i waited their watching helplessly (he was in very bad condition , old man and 5th floor ) . I realized that i was not so good at emergency situations. I could do nothing just stand there and wait for ambulance. i remember my grandmother shouting at my family to do something and that he was alive. I was just holding her back. I don't know what i could have done but i am sure i could have done a bit more .

SubhanAllah.. I am sorry for everyone's losses and I hope that Allah will have mercy on them and us when we leave this earth. Ameen.

I have not actually ever seen somebody die. I can only remember being to four funerals in my whole life. One was when I was very young so I don't really remember much of it at all and the other 3 were in my adult life. During two of those are the only times I have ever seen a dead body in person.

This is not an easy thing to share because I feel it is very personal and I usually do not talk about personal things and given the circumstances, it was not a pleasant experience.

8 years ago, my husband's mother passed away. We were very young and she was in her forties I believe.
He had just talked to her the night before and she wasn't feeling the best. I believe she was going to try to lay down and get some rest.
The next day he tried to call her because he was on his way to a new job and I guess he just wanted to speak with her before he left. No answer. We didn't think anything of it.
We dropped him off and I don't really remember the details of what happened next..
Basically we found out (I think somebody called us) that early in the morning somebody had killed his mother and everyone that was in her house.
SubhanAllah..
I was upset and I was actually more upset for him. We had to go back and get him and tell him what happened and that image of his reaction is still in my head. I will probably never forget it. To say he was devastated is an understatement.
It made me realize that we never really do know what's going to happen and we need to try to do our best everyday insha'Allah because that was very unexpected.

format_quote Originally Posted by Donia

SubhanAllah.. I am sorry for everyone's losses and I hope that Allah will have mercy on them and us when we leave this earth. Ameen.

I have not actually ever seen somebody die. I can only remember being to four funerals in my whole life. One was when I was very young so I don't really remember much of it at all and the other 3 were in my adult life. During two of those are the only times I have ever seen a dead body in person.

This is not an easy thing to share because I feel it is very personal and I usually do not talk about personal things and given the circumstances, it was not a pleasant experience.

8 years ago, my husband's mother passed away. We were very young and she was in her forties I believe.
He had just talked to her the night before and she wasn't feeling the best. I believe she was going to try to lay down and get some rest.
The next day he tried to call her because he was on his way to a new job and I guess he just wanted to speak with her before he left. No answer. We didn't think anything of it.
We dropped him off and I don't really remember the details of what happened next..
Basically we found out (I think somebody called us) that early in the morning somebody had killed his mother and everyone that was in her house.
SubhanAllah..
I was upset and I was actually more upset for him. We had to go back and get him and tell him what happened and that image of his reaction is still in my head. I will probably never forget it. To say he was devastated is an understatement.
It made me realize that we never really do know what's going to happen and we need to try to do our best everyday insha'Allah because that was very unexpected.

I am very sorry for that .. Don't worry the killer would have his part of punishment in life after this

Asalaamu Alaikum Wr Wb, firstly let me offer my condolences to all those who have been affected by the death of loved ones.

I myself have lost quite a few friends and relatives but i do dread the day that my parents or close family are taken. I have seen many dead bodies and have also witnessed many burials and the experience of seeing a dead body lowered into the ground and soil being tossed into the grave and piled ontop of the body in heaps is a very humbling experience.

We live like we are never going to die and when you see something like that you are brought back down to earth and realise that could be me any second. You see an empty grave next to that one and think that empty grave could be mine.

One minute you see the dead body infront of you and a few minutes later it is 6 foot under the ground. It brings one back to reality.

I myself have not seen anyone die in front of me but i did make it on time to see Paramedics trying to resuscitate my fathers sisters husband who we were very close to and grew up with. Ever since i could remember he has always been a close part of our family since we have not got much family in the UK. He also named me and did adhan in my ears.

Just seeing his dead body moving up and down from the attempts to resuscitate him by the paramedics was a truly surreal experience. I just watched him and thought of myself in that position with the paramedics trying to resuscitate me as i lay there helpless. He looked so lifeless and helpless laying there with his wife mourning for the loss of her husband of over 50 years.

One of my friends also died recently. He was only 28 years of age and was very suddenly struck by aggressive cancer and the last time i saw him he looked terrible and showed him his stomach which had a huge lump in it. The next thing i know his brother rang me and told me that he had died but alhamdulillah he had died saying the kalima.

My first cousin sister also died recently she was only 26 years of age. She was meant to go Hajj but fell ill and her aunties said they would'nt go without her but she forced them to go re-assuring them that she was going to be alright. She died a few days later whilst they were in Hajj. May Allah give her Jannatul Firdaus.

I remember when my best friend lost his wife who was only 19 to tuberculosis. I heard the news when i was abroad in Morrocco and i was deeply shocked. I was told by those close to him that when he heard of the news of his wifes death the first thing he did was say inna lillahi wa inna ilaihee raaji'oon- 'From him we come unto him we return' and read 2 rakat nafil and said it is the decree of Allah. He then mourned but accepted that it was the decreee of Allah and that he can take who he wants because we are his and death is a release from the prison of this world.

My brothers and sisters we must never become complacent. Death is a reality and it will happen to us at ANY second. We must realise that this world is but a few hours so we must do as much as we can to obey Allah and to please him.

We must repent and ask of him as much as we can and whilst we have life we should constantly glorify and remember him, recite his beautiful words with their meanings and implement them into our lives otherwise we will regret the time we wasted not remembering Allah!

We should also follow to the best of our ability our role model Rasulallah(Pbuh) and to strive all of the time to become better people and the best towards others. Let us change our conditions now because tomorrow may never come!

Please watch these three very short clips which will certainly shock us into realising that one second we may be normal and smiling and getting on with things and the next second overcome by death!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHhX4roeEco

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYGR5iIbn9o

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MU3VMuEAxY0