How can anyone forget in a hurry the amazing personality and lofty future that Sheikh Muhammad Abdullah Muhammad procured? The passing away of the erudite legend was like a burning metallic spear. It struck down the happiness imbued in his sphere of influence. Oh the bouquet scholar, darkness was high and low when I was told that you left so soon. The moon, out of dismay, refused to shine and the splendid stars wept a zillion tears the night you left this transient world. If only I one could turn back the hands of time, then the pangs of pain and vacuum your demise evoked will be replenished with joy and happiness. You were that stoic combatant with an optimistic faith to speak up without fear or timidity. You were so full of dreams that transcended your generation. Your life mirrors the words of Islamic scholars who said, "We are here to add what we can to life, not to get what we can from it." You indeed lived and fought for many tyrannical affairs You will be f
