Beautiful smile, beautiful soul. Rest in peace Baraka xx

Baraka Your life was a blessingYour memory a treasureYou are loved beyond wordsMissed beyond measure

My beloved niece, My love,The one I adore,I love her so much more,Someone to play with,Someone to cheer up,I watched over her through good times and rough,She made me happy,She made me smile,She made me want to stay with her for a while.I count the days till’ I see...

I was working with Baraka’s father when she was born and can remember the joy of her parents on her arrival. I last saw Baraka when she was about 7 in Bahrain with her beautiful head in a book and explaning to me how different it was from London. I have kept in...

Dear Baraka, I knew you through your father. Through him, we developed a bond and i would often ask about you. You were a source of inspiration for me.God bless you.

I have not had the privilege of meeting Baraka but have had the pleasure of knowing her loving father. However from what I have heard about her and the words that her father shared tell me that she is the kind of spirit that brings joy to those around her even in...

To all who loved Baraka, I include an excerpt from a book by Victor Hugo that I hope it will give you some comfort: I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads he white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of...

Dear Baraka,We have met in very special circumstances… we have had difficult but important conversations… I am very grateful that we have had that opportunity. I am sorrowful I have not said goodbye. I am keeping you as a very special...

It’s hard to sink in with the news when I first read about it in an email. I thought this must be a different Baraka. But this page confirmed it. MashaAllah, I only met her for a short period of time during her first year in Cambridge yet she has already left a...

Reading all these messages, from familiar names and not so familiar names, makes me really emotional. You touched so many people’s hearts Baraka. But you did even more than that for me. You picked a spot and engraved your name, making sure i’ll never forget you....

I didn’t know Baraka well – we met in Sixth Form and we shared a politics class. From the very first day, her shining intelligence was evident; whilst much of the class was rowdy and disruptive, she sat at the front like a beacon of calm and brightness. She always...

In Islam Baraka is the continuity of spiritual presence from God. Although i have never met you i have known your Father for some time and i know you have been a Baraka to him. He has and always will love you and i know we will all never forget you. May the...