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Tribute to Muhammad Anver Beig, USA May God be pleased with him. Ameen!
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In Commemoration of

Muhammad Anver Beig

 

 

 

 

 

  Tributes by Relatives 

Ajmal Beig Naz
Amna Butt
Aqsa & Usman Beig (Poem)
Nazish, Somaya & Sami Beig
Salman Butt
Yousaf Kashmiri

     
     

Relatives...


By Yousaf Kashmiri With CT Family;
Ziauddin Butt, Shakaib, Shanawar, Shuaib
(Nephews who miss you)

“A Man With Many Names”
Roofa uncle, Anver uncle, Chanda Maamu, Kaka Maamu or simply Maamu. Maamu, you have planted the roots in America and from those roots came the tree branches which we are. By looking at these branches it appears that you planted a good seed. I am honored to be related to someone like you. You have been labeled a self-made “God Father” like individual. However, with your self making I never saw selfishness. You have made all of us become better people in society financially, economically, and most importantly, Islamically. Being related to you carries an Islamic label that we automatically inherit. By giving all of us what we have today you have left behind “Sadaqa Jaariyya”. May Allah give us the strength to make sacrifices like you and follow what you have taught us.

I sometimes wonder what life would have been had this red-headed man not come to America and then later thought about sponsoring my family to the USA. I wonder if my father’s 700 rupees per month salary could even afford to send me to college or for any education at all. I am forever thankful foe what you have done and will never forget and I will make it a priority to tell the future generations to come of what you have done for my family. This is just a needle equivalent “thawaab” that Anver Beig has done on this earth among many. He was an asset to this world and I will never forget him.

The following are some “Naseehaas” that he gave me when I was growing up:-

During college he helped me get the Muslim Students’ Association started. Then stopped me from going to an out of state college by saying “Ghar ki aadhi roti bahur ki 2 roti say behtar hain”. Today I think back at it and it was the right move. He was so happy when he knew I was getting married. He personally attended and was the first guest to arrive because he knew this meant a lot to me to have the blessings of my elders. Finally as he laid on his death bed in pain and agony and as I visited the room he could not utter the words out but winked at me and made a hook with his hand and moved it from side to side to illustrate “where is my new born?” Responding to his request, I brought my son “Adam” closer to him and he blessed him over the head. These moments are just a few that stick out in mind among many of this person’s love towards his family and friends. I along with all of my family in CT will always be indebted to you for as long as we live. May Allah give you a house in Paradise. Ameen!

Published in “Weekly Mirror International” (May 4, 2005 issue)

By Amna Butt

Red Hair and Red Beard:
As I was growing up, the first thing I noticed was his red hair and red beard. As I was growing up, I started to understand that the red hair and red bearded man was my uncle. As I grew older, I started to understand why he read so much. He read so he’d be able to teach his wife and children sabr and imaan. As I grew older, the red hair and red beard started to fade and became white. Illness started over-taking him. He became more sick and very weak.

But now that I have grown, he has gone to a better place where he’ll be roaming in the gardens of paradise (insha-Allah) reading and looking young again with red hair and a red beard. *Uncle Anver, I will always pray for you, and I never told you this, but ‘I Love You’*

By Salman Butt

Though I may not be able to create beautiful poetry like the rest of my family members, my remembrances and thoughts are hopefully worthy. Out of the 20 years of my life that I have lived, there are very few individuals I met that have dedicated their whole lives to the way of Islam. We all do our daily Islamic duties that are prescribed to us, but to do them with the utmost sincerity is what it truly means to be a Muslim. I remember when I was younger I came to my uncle’s house and he would be at the computer typing away or reading a book. He would stop to say salaam, give a hug and a kiss then carry on with his work. My cousins and I would go out and come back a few hours later and he would still be doing the same activity. If he were typing something, than you knew it had to do with Islam and if it were a book he were reading, then you knew it was an Islamic book and not the nonsense we read today like Harry Potter or Stephen King. This pattern was repeated every time I went to his house and saw him. That is definitely devotion to one’s work. Men like this are few and rare and when I say rare I mean like striking oil in your backyard type of rare.

He showed his care towards friends and family through his trademark items, a hug and a kiss. I can recall that he was one of the only individuals in the family that did that. That signature bear hug and kiss made you cheer up because it let you know that someone out there cares for you. Some of us needed that because we all have a bad day, week, month, or for some of us a lifetime.

When the Doctors gave the final say on his frail condition, I knew that I should visit him every chance that I could because family support is more important than a lot of things in this world. The first Sunday I saw him my mind became very clouded with anger, pain, and confusion. Here was an individual who dedicated every single bit of his time that he had towards Allah’s work. Yet there I sat beside him and questioned Allah’s doing “Why would you do such a thing to one of your own men? Of all the people in the world why would you have him battle this disease? Why even this one of all others?” Through my anger and frustration I heard but one thing. “Allahu Akbar!” I looked up from my disoriented thoughts and it hit me like a cold shower. The same God that I was questioning, this man was praising in the little bit of time he had left. In my astonishment I had the realization that I should not question Allah ever again. What happens is for the best and to Allah do we belong and to Allah do we return. Here is a man, on his deathbed, and yet he did not have a doubt in his mind even for a second to alter from the path of righteousness. Though I have a heart of stone I did something that I haven’t done in years. I did something a textbook can not help you do or make you understand in any way possible...I cried. When I left that final Sunday before his passing, I made sure I returned that lifetime of a favor that he gave to all of us…a hug and a kiss.

Published in “Weekly Mirror International” (April 27, 2005 issue)

By Aqsa Beig & Usman Beig
A Poem for Our Uncle

Everyone who can make it to the mosque is here.
Reality hasn’t set in
As I stood there 10 feet away
I hear a soft voice but did not hear it well
I feel pain
Tears roll down my face
I hear a scream
I find myself surrounded by mourners
I recognize everyone
They are family and friends
Reality has just set in
I feel pain
I hear someone say, “remember”
Of course I remember.

He had brought his siblings and his wife’s siblings to the “Land of opportunity”
I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for him
I hear a soft voice but did not hear it well
I remember him donating hundreds of Qur’ans,
Trying to unify the local Muslim community and to reach Muslims all over the US,
By publishing the Mirror and Window to Islam.
I remember when his children were in speech competitions
He did not only give his children but also his nieces and nephews the tools to achieve his dream. To make the Muslim ummah stronger
I approach to see his face
The pain is unbearable
I hear a voice again its much clearer
“And as to those who believe and do good deeds, He will pay them fully their rewards; and Allah does not love the unjust.” [Qur’an 3: 57]
The pain has diminished.

Published in “Weekly Mirror International” (April 27, 2005 issue)

By Nazish Beig, Somaya Beig, Sami Beig
My Beautiful Peace Loving Uncle (A Poem)

Whenever I look in the sky, all I see is you face, smiling down at me.
Countless days.
Countless nights.
Go by and I see you in my dreams.
Tears flow down my cheeks as I see all the good things you have done for the Muslim community and the Almighty Allah (SWT).
You went to every convention possible.
You donated money to many mosques.
You made peace between the Muslim community, in our hearts, for each other.
You have made many accomplishments for everyone that everyone will remember you by.
May Allah (SWT) give you your own house in paradise.
You will always be in our hearts!
We love you, our beloved uncle!

Published in “Weekly Mirror International” (April 27, 2005 issue)

By Muhammad Ajmal Beig Naz
Lahore, Pakistan.

A Tribute to “BIG BROTHER”
He was our most senior cousin, which is why I called him “Big Brother”. He was the most brilliant, adoring, well-developed, and well-educated character in our whole family. He was the first (and perhaps the last) individual who was awarded with the gold medal in L.L.B for his remarkable approach toward “Mohammedan Law”. He proved this approach practically later in his life. He was the man of “taqwa”, “eeman” and “sabr” throughout his entire life and he transferred these qualities to his family members too.

As a pious, sympathetic, lenient, devoted, soft-hearted and well-mannered person, he was the ideal of hundreds. He was an unseen helping hand to many orphans, widows, students, patients, and needy persons. He was always willing to help poor parents to marry their daughters and never claimed appreciation in this respect. He was constantly respectful and attentive to everyone – young to old. As he was soft-spoken by nature, he successfully handled every situation wisely and tactfully. He loves reading books. His only request (and wish) to have something from Pakistan was Islamic books and Qura’an sets with English translation.

I remember the day when he flew to New York on Thursday February 17, 1972 with great spirit and enthusiasm. He was a self-made person with immense qualities and no doubt a rare example of struggle, efforts and hard work to achieve his goals. He done a good job for the cause of “Deen-e-Islam”, his efforts to preach Islam in a non-muslim country were marvelous and shall never be forgotten. He has completed his mission on earth with distinction and excellence. May God Almighty shower His blessings upon him and reward him the “Jannah”. Ameen!

As he was a popular personality in his circle, every person; known to him directly or indirectly has commended good words for him here at Lahore and pray for the departed soul. Certainly they do have sweet memories in their minds about him.

I am proud and feel honour that he was my “Big Brother” – Muhammad Anver Beig. May God be pleased with him. Ameen!

 Published in “Weekly Mirror International” (April 27, 2005 issue)

Everyone have to taste the death. (Al-Qura'an)

No one have to live forever, even Prophets of Allah doesn't exist eternally. May God shower His blessings upon "Big Brother" and rest the departed soul in the "Jannah". Ameen!

Let us try to mould our lives in such a way that after our death;
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omeone will dedicate a tribute-page like this for us.

 

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Tribute
The fame of heroes owes little to the extent of their conquests and all to the success of the tributes paid to them.


Muhammad Anver Beig

(Died on April 13, 2005)

Grave Marker of Anver Beig


The dread of something after death, the undiscovered country, from whose bourn. No traveler returns. (William Shakespeare)

"To fear death, is only to think ourselves wise, without being wise: for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For anything that men can tell, death may be the greatest good that can happen to them: but they fear it as if they knew quite well that it was the greatest of evils. And what is this but that shameful ignorance of thinking that we know what we do not know?" (Socrates)

  Highlights from Tributes 

He was truly an amazing person, always giving the right advice, doing things for others, respecting elders, and showing love to his children. One amazing talent he had was in keeping the family together. For instance, every now and then, he would have a family gathering just to keep the family close together. He loved his mother very much and all he wanted was for her to sit in front of him. He would then lovingly say to her, “This is my Hajj.”

(Rehana Kausar Beig- wife)

The most influential person to touch my life holistically from within and out. His handsome, ever-smiling face brought an amazing aura of brightness in his beautiful eyes. He was a very soft spoken and humble man who was a role model to everyone's lives he touched. A man of many qualities that showed his nurturing side.

(Ayesha Baig- daughter)

‘To Him do we belong, and to Him shall we return,’  [2:156]

Reflecting back at the time I shared with my beloved father, I can only remember his immense strength, patience, and Imaan. His passion for Islam, his unsurpassed courage, trust and fear of Allah are qualities that certainly defined his personality.

(M. Umar Farooq Beig- son)

He was such a good role model for them, as well as all the other people he met. He always made du'aa for all of the Muslim youth to stay strong in Iman and Islam. He used to say that our boys and girls are lighthouses, to guide people to Islam in the future.

(Nighat Fahim- sister)

Maamu, you have planted the roots in America and from those roots came the tree branches which we are. By looking at these branches it appears that you planted a good seed. I am honored to be related to someone like you. You have been labeled a self-made “God Father” like individual. However, with your self making I never saw selfishness. You have made all of us become better people in society financially, economically, and most importantly, Islamically.

(Yousaf Kashmiri- nephew)

As a pious, sympathetic, lenient, devoted, soft-hearted and well-mannered person, he was the ideal of hundreds. He was an unseen helping hand to many orphans, widows, students, patients, and needy persons. He was always willing to help poor parents to marry their daughters and never claimed appreciation in this respect. He was constantly respectful and attentive to everyone – young to old. As he was soft-spoken by nature, he successfully handled every situation wisely and tactfully. He loves reading books. His only request (and wish) to have something from Pakistan was Islamic books and Qura’an sets with English translation.

(M. Ajmal Beig Naz- cousin)

Such people are shining examples for generations to come. We should share his example with others who did not know him and especially to the new generations of Muslims so they can get inspiration from his life and works.

(Dr. Mohammad Yunus- friend)

His strong faith in God and the obvious love of his family certainly got him through his ordeal. Heaven surely has another angel now.

(Karen Olivers, RN- Oncology Clinic)

Mr. Beig was a very gentle man with a gentle heart. He was always appreciative of what we did and never complained even when he was having pain. I could see the love he had for his wife and children. It was my pleasure to serve him and take care of Mr. Beig. I know for sure he is in a much better place.

(Iris- Oncology Clinic)

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"Big Brother" - M. Anver Beig
New York, USA.

 A humble presentation by


Muhammad Ajmal Beig Naz
(4th in male cousin line)

Lahore, Pakistan.

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July 10, 2014