The dawn of July 27, 2017 brought us the least expected news that Parveen baity is no more. Though she was not well for some time after successful transplant, she developed some complications which proved to be fatal.
Our much adored sister Parveen baity or Parveen Zaman was born to Marhum simuddin Ahmed and Marhuma Maksuda Ahmed of North Lakhimpur. She was married to Safique Zaman of the Zaman family in Jorhat. After spending major part of their life in the tea gardens of upper Assam, they settled at Lachit gar, Guwahati with two sons and a daughter.
The untimely demise of Parveen baity has dented deeply the heart and soul of the whole family. It is impossible to reconcile with the fact that our dearest Parveen baity is no more in this world, leaving all of us behind disheartened, dismayed, shattered and heart broken. It is perhaps the own design of great Allah that we are left to feel and live with the bereavement.
She was too dear to all of us. Her amiable ture, softness in her speech, miracle in her hands of doing anything so impeccably will be a lasting imprint in everybody’s minds. Parveen baity was a very talented and good organizer. She took keen interest in social and club activities while living in the tea gardens. She won many prizes in different flower shows and other activities and also turned out to be a fair judge in different club events. Parveen baity was a truly distinguished lady.
She was an accomplished mother in all aspects in bringing up three children with decent values. Grace and dignity in her perso was to be seen to be believed. She left an indelible impression on whoever came in her contact. Her concern and compassion for anybody in suffering was always genuine. Her culiry skills added a unique taste to whatever she prepared. She was jovial and had proper sense of dressing, wit and humour.
Now we miss her and feel the void every moment. The fun that we had together, the family outings, get-togethers, combined journeys that we undertook, celebrating each other’s birthdays, visits to different exhibitions, her sudden visits to our place and family picnics on New Year will never be the same anymore. We pray that she be in the eterl communion and comforting lap of our Abba and Amma in their Jant ul Firdous.
Today on her chalisa, we beseech before Allah, the most merciful and most benevolent, for the eterl peace of the departed souls along with Parveen baity.
— Ashma Ahmed