| Location | Vancouver, Earth |
| Age | 42 years |
| Date of Birth | 31/12/1966 |
| Date of Death | 08/01/2009 |
| Visitors | 1,953 since 25/01/2009 |
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“You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”
Although Hana's passing is one of great sadness, it must be said that her life was not. Instead of thinking of the years she wont be here, let us appreciate the years she was, cherish the precious moments she dedicated to us and the happiness she enriched us with. At the end of the day, she only wanted happiness, for herself, for her family, for her friends. So, let us celebrate her full life and feel only joy for what she brought to this Earth and the everlasting memories she left us with, and anticipate the day we will be reunited. Inshallah.
Please write a tribute below. Thank you.
“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”
Gone to the Unseen - Rumi
At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?
Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.
As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.
The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.
This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.
You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?
I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!
O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.
The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.
Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout . . .
Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.
you and i
my sister, i don't accept your death and i twisted and contorted to avoid this reality. everyone is different... and you my best friend are different. i am weeping, because when people die in flesh, they don't return. you know me, and all my beliefs. long ago, once yours.
it has taken me almost 2 years for this. you know me. i said to you, you would be fine.
love is eternal.
For you
For Hana Malik, one of the few truly kind people I worked with in the Middle East. God bless you xxx
Elegy of the Rose
To Hana Malik who has gone too soon
A dark cloud is overwhelming my chest
Is Bahrain like me dismal and depressed?
We searched round the streets and the village of Sarr
And learned you were thousands of miles afar
Why did you leave when you made us all glad?
With your smile and cheer we never felt sad
Your achievements and feats show your deftness
The country and the lagoons bear witness
Now take the respite that you never sought
Against such torment you struggled and fought
In the last home from the wounds you will heal
Healthier and happier you will feel
The rose that we've never ceased to adore
Remains sweet and fragrant for evermore
May that rose that left this life before long
Rest where she and the angels belong
Abu Nasser,
Bahrain
A tribute to a truly exceptional person and a very dear friend…Hana…
Hana…whose eyes and smile shone with an exuberance for life, a free spirit who followed her heart against all odds with a rare courage and determination…whose love for humanity, for nature, for life… exuded from her person and left an indelible impact on all of us who loved her so… She was a loving, sensitive, considerate, beautiful, talented, intelligent, accomplished, adventurous person, of whom we are all very proud. We feel blessed to have had her as our dear friend.
She is not with us anymore in this world, but remains in our hearts and minds forever…for she has deeply touched our souls and endeared us with her warmth, openness, strength, courage and love, and has set an example for us to follow, with the way she lived her life...she lived it more completely and with much greater enthusiasm than many of us do…and with an innate wisdom, she distinguished the truly important and meaningful aspects of life, giving them priority over superficial, trivial things that many of us relentlessly pursue, often forgetting to take time out for the things that really bring happiness, beauty and serenity to our lives. Hana did things from her heart and the world through her eyes is a beautiful one…
She found bliss on the beaches of Zanzibar, serenity, trekking through the woods in Nairobi, experienced wonder at the ruins of ancient forts in Bahrain, as she took pictures oftrees, the sunset, the sea, people and buildings, creations of nature and those manmade, which moved her with their beauty. She spent cherished moments with her family and friends…she continued to study and to make new friends, friends which she had from all walks of life…and all this while she was courageously battling cancer…and not one instance do we recall when she might have complained about life…her attitude was always positive and strong. She did not worry about what the future held, she lived each moment, the way it is meant to be…
An extract from Nima’s message puts this beautifully… “Because from what I can tell Hana just didn't live her life like that. It always surprised me, how open she was, to new people, experiences, to travel and uncertainty. Most of us live our lives with such closed fists--trying to grab a little something for ourselves, and then keep it far from anyone else. And we consider this 'settling down' and 'growing up' but that's such a poor, miserly life. Hana couldn't control how all of this ended--none of us can. But she lived such a full and fantastic life. I saw those photos of her in Cuba and Zanzibar and on hikes in woods, and realized that she couldn't have done it better.”
Yes, this is so true for Hana…she could not have done it better….she embraced life with all its ups and downs, with its uncertainities, the good and the not so good, and made the best of it all. She is truly an inspiration.
Her disease affected her body but her soul grew stronger, and it is to her indomitable spirit and the most wonderful person that she was, that we pay our tribute to…to our very dear friend Hana, whowe will hold dearly forever in our hearts, with the precious and cherished memories of the time spent with her…
Sonali and Nima
Hana Malik - A Lively Person
I had an opportunity to work with Hanna in Bahrain, She was a real lively person. When i got news of her Cancer its was real hard to believe, kept on asking Why? of all the persons Hana.
Few days back when i got news from my friends, I didnt know how to express my feelings. Sad as she had left us. Happy as she was relived from suffering.
My memory will always treasure Hana as a lively, bubly person.
May God Rest Her Soul In Peace.
From
John Fernandes
Kuwait
You are not gone
Hana, i cant believe this. For me its not true. It never will be. I have so often remembered you and talked to you in my thoughts, which i will continue to do. For me, you will always exist, as a source of pure loving energy which just engulfs me whenever i think of you.
We spoke or met each other very occasionally but whenever we did, it was like there never was a gap. It will be like that this time too.
Goodbye for Now
Dear Hana
Initially when you passed I had a lot of regrets about not spending more time with you while you were here with us, but from reading some of the other tributes I am happy that my loss was other's gain. So many people got to know you and were touched and influenced by your grace. Devoting time being selfish and regretting not having more time to spend with you is not time well spent, and you would be disappointed in me if I indulged in that. I am very happy that we reconnected again in september and that I got a small dose of your tremendous spirit through that interaction. I will always remember your great smile and boundless optimism and cherish all the fantastic memories I have of you as my protective gentle older cousin who lived with us in Brandon, and who I got to see on a fairly regular basis while we both lived in Ontario as children. For me you were always quality over quantity and I always felt that we were close.
You leaving earth too soon is a big loss to everyone who was fortunate enough to know you but part of me is happy for you because you are in a better place and no longer suffering.
Until we meet again
Love and Hugs Naseem
A True Inspiration-Hana Malik
How Hana Malik inpired others though her keen, careful & selected 'bests' in others characters/personalities is an envious trait;may we all attain the same heights of human nature as she did.Amen.
Rasool,Andaleeb,Kamayar & Michael
On Death
Kahlil Gibran
"You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance."
Hana's Gift
There are a lot of things one can say about Hana but selfishly I can remember only the wonderful gifts she gave me - gifts of smiles, inspiration and empathy. There was nobody who understood how I felt about the city of Delhi as well as she did - the beauty, the ugliness, the romanticism and the inextricable ties arising from pain and alienation. Both of us were permanently only visitors to the city no matter how much we wanted to belong - and that was something we both recognized in each other. I can only remember how she left me with questions rather than answers for my script: Do people have to die for other people to live? do we have so little ability to take initiative and is all our initiative circumstantial? These questions were specific to my script but they were also the most profound questions that I had heard in a long, long while. There was a wonderful walk that I took with Hana in the Botanical Garden at UBC and everytime she seemed to recover, I thought of how we might repeat that walk and how much she would enjoy it. I like to think that the next time I walk there she will be walking too.
it's difficult for me to express myself. all i can say is that you were a wonderful person with the most beautiful smile, so intelligent and cultured. i can't believe that you, someone i've known since i was in diapers, are no more. it's like a chunk of my history has disappeared.
i will always remember you and your brave example. even in passing, we have so much to learn from you.
love always
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