WHEN SILENCE SCREAMS LOUDER THAN ANY SOUND: 50 DAYS OF WAKING NIGHTMARES…
Abdul Wahab
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It’s been fifty agonising days since that fateful afternoon when my world shattered and yesterday, I missed Ruhaan’s first birthday without even realising, as my wife and I raced between hospital corridors, our hearts tethered only by dread… My heart sank as I learned my mother had tripped and fractured her toes caring for this house that no longer felt like home, and so we moved her in with my sister, each step reminding me how fragile everything has become…
Sadiya lies in a dark silence, no flicker of consciousness, her small frame wasting away, her skin marred with bedsore scars, infections rising like cold fire, yet still no fever to betray her struggle…
We fled Ucchvas Rehabilitation Centre in Banjara Hills after discovering their indifference: inflated pharmacy bills, broken promises, and absent doctors treating our daughter like a ledger entry, not a child in torment…
Desperate, we reached for Wellknox only to find the same hollow assurances: a sales rep who vanished, a general manager more eager to catch his bus than answer our plea, and receptionists too jaded to hear our anguish…
At each turn, false promises stole precious hours we could never reclaim, and every empty apology echoed the question: how can human beings treat suffering like business as usual? Finally, after frantic calls and weary steps, we found a new Rehabilitation Centre whose name I will reveal in the next chapter, one that spoke hope when all others spoke lies…
Yet at night, I cannot escape Khaleel’s absence: I forced myself to his grave, sat beside the marble marker, whispered to him the triumph of his SSC results, his perfect score now a hollow victory in a world without him…
“Why didn’t you wait, my son?” I cried into the cold earth, knowing the silence would answer with the weight of Allah’s will, even as it broke my soul beyond repair…
Dr. Vilayath Hussain Siddiqui at Apollo Jubilee Hills, my uncle Tariq Jibran Junaidi, Aunt Seema Tarannum Hussain, my brother-in-law Mohammed Sadiq Mohiuddin, Mohammed Sajid Ahmed, and Mohammed Asim Mohiuddin, and my wife's brothers Yasin Ali Khan, and Aamir Ali Khan, these angels stood by me, but their love, as boundless as it was, could not mend the fracture in my heart…
My parents have seen me in my darkest hour, when the bills, ambulance, scans, surgeries piled higher than my strength, leaving me with nothing but faith in Allah and the ghost of my own despair…
Donations dried up like tears on parched earth; only the Lillah Foundation remains, fighting to keep Sadiya’s treatment alive, while I scramble for new fundraising avenues that feel as elusive as a prayer unanswered…
I’ve knocked on doors to Salman Khan, Sonu Sood, Asaduddin Owaisi only to find silence or closed gates, and Instagram’s “charity” channels siphoned our hope into fraud, exposing our vulnerability to heartless manipulators…
Siasat’s brief spotlight gave us a momentary lifeline, but it vanished as quickly as it came, leaving me to wonder if compassion itself has an expiry date…
Soon, when Sadiya awakes if Allah wills it she will face her final surgeries, each one a mountain of cost and risk, and we stand here, nearly broke, our hands trembling at the summit…
My wife, fierce and undaunted, begged me to steer the ship Khaleel dreamed of: build the company he believed in, launch the legacy he inspired, even as my mind drifts between ledgers of debt and memories of his laughter…
I registered our Private Limited company in the rain, sitting beside his lifeless body in the ambulance, the sky weeping for us both as I vowed that his dream would not die in vain…
My heart is broken, my eyes search for him in every shadow, yet my senses stir, urging me to rise, to fight for Sadiya, for Sheza, for little Ruhaan, and to bring Khaleel’s vision into the light…
Dad will not give up on you, my son. Your dream of me building something meaningful will be our beacon In Sha Allah until my final breath…
Stay with me, Khaleel. Do not leave me alone in my dreams, in my prayers, in this relentless journey. In Sha Allah, we will see you again in success, in hope, in the new life we carve from our tears…
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2moAssalamualaikum wrwb I can’t imagine ur pain ,but my heart aches deeply for ur entire family. Losing your son, seeing your daughter in the hospital and ur mom going through pain is unimaginable. As I kept scrolling down every single word of it kept scratching me deeper …. I couldn’t hold back my tears😭 Literally Iam crushedd to feel the pain in every single word you wrote… Trust ALLAH swt ,his grace will carry u through these difficult days in sha ALLAH A Ameen 🤲 My strong prayers are there for u and ur family 🤲
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2moWhen Allah said : "I test only those I love" I took the pain like it was an Honour. ~Abu Hurayrah
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2moAbdul Wahab Reading this brought tears to my eyes. Though I’ve walked some of these painful days with you, seeing it laid bare like this broke me all over again. Brother, your words carry the weight of your grief, your love, your faith—and your unbreakable will. I am humbled to be mentioned, but the truth is, it’s you who have been the pillar for all of us, even while carrying unimaginable loss. Khaleel's spirit lives in your fight, in your strength, and in your vision. And In Sha Allah, Sadiya will rise, Shiza & Ruhaan will grow with love. May Allah ease your burdens and reward your steadfast heart. Aameen.
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2mo😢 Surely Allah swt will answer our prayers Bhai, your never alone... we all have your back in sha Allah