Mahnoor Shabir's Sister Sammar wrote Heartbreaking Story of her sister who lost her life battling with cancer. Mahnoor was 21 years old young Student of LUMS !
Few Days back 21 years old girl Mahnoor Shabir student of LUMS University lost her life after a long battle with cancer her last facebook status went viral on Social media few weeks ago and it was heart breaking but after few days of her status she died .
Here is her heartbreaking facebook Status:
" Won a battle but the war against cancer isn't over yet. Fortunately or unfortunately, it relapsed just a few days back. I am a 21 years who should be worrying about my quizzes and if I made it above the average, but instead I have to worry about my blood counts being in the normal range. I am 21 years old who should be worrying about my GPA, but instead I worry about the result of my biopsies. I am a 21 years old who should be searching for the best post grad universities abroad, instead I am searching for the best cancer clinics abroad. I am a 21 years old who should be rejoining her university again this week, instead I am getting hospitalised again. I am a 21 years old who should be worrying about a chipped nail, instead I worry about the effects of chemotherapy. I am a 21 years old who should be worrying about relationships, instead I worry about emotional attachment with almost anyone. I am a 21 years old who should be the one making trips to the hospital for her parents and wheeling them around, instead they are the ones doing it. But none of that upsets me, it makes me only more grateful that I am an extra ordinary 21 years old. I am a 21 years with incredible strength, willpower, resilience and courage to face one of the most deadliest maladies again. A second attempt may be frustrating but I believe it can be easy too. And it makes me grateful to have the most amazing and supportive parents out there. But I am a 21 years old who is nothing without Allah or the prayers that He answers. So I would request you all to keep me in your prayers as much as you can. No one knows when one of it might get accepted! "
Today Her Sister Sammar Wrote heartbreaking Story of Mahnoor which left everyone in tears and saddened.
For everyone who was asking about Mahnoor. This is Mahnoor's story by her sister. 😢
"I think I owe the world and Mahnoor this eulogy. I've gotten thousands of msgs throughout the journey of Mahnoor's battle with cancer and upon its end. Everybody wants to know more about the courageous 21 year old who serves as an inspiration to many. So i'll tell you all about Mahnoor. Mahnoors relapse was discovered only 2 days before she was due to return to lums to continue her studies and while last time she didn't shed a single tear, this time she wept inconsolably. Regardless, she was admitted and she fought to her last. A cycle of chemotherapy left her depleted of her immunity and her lung contracted pneumonia. She was admitted into the icu and then put on ventilators. She survived for 10 days then. Her lung collapsed first and then organ failure happened and finally a cardiac arrest took her life. I know that she fought till the end for when my father excused himself when asked to sign the ventilator consent form, I got to spent minutes in private with her. I told her what was happening and that she had to fight a little longer. Lying there gasping for breath, she gave me a thumbs up. She fought but then the fight became too much to ask of any human being.
What can I tell you about mahnoor? For once i'm at a loss for words. She was like that. She could render the gushing of the river to silence. Her laughter was loud, he emotions intense, her personality extreme. Her charm was her polarity. Her laugh could set birds to flight and her temper could ebb lightening. She was smart and intuitive and before the diagnosis she knew she had cancer and before reports, she knew she had replased. What can i tell you about that girl? She was magic with the frame of a fawn and the strength of ten men. She fought for what she believed and acquired everything by pursuit and not privilege. She bore the burden of this infliction with grace and dancing at her cousin's wedding she didn't look cancer sticken. She endured of the side affects of treatment with ease and confidence. Her goodness and sense showed in her reclusiveness. And she was the beloved of God. She was my baby sister. Our little Mahnoor.
This day all I hear is white noise and nothing anyone says makes sense. I can only hear the rustle of poplars at Kakul road and the din din of cars. But any words of sense I can't register. Sometimes I go to your whatsapp, hoping to catch you like I would when you wouldn't reply. Sometimes I call your name to hear how it sounds to the ear but all I can hear is ringing. I know it'll get better. We'll learn to endure. Your parents are happy your suffering is over but they miss you. We all miss you. You've been coming to me in my dreams sometimes asking about Shahmeer and sometimes telling me to feed the fish. I hope you're not lonely. I hope you've met Abu. And I hope you're together happily forgetting the pains you've both endured. But remember us. We're sick with grief. Your parents are sick with grief but they're trying to be brave like you. You're the bravest person i know. It's been an honour to know you. Meri jaan. Mera bacha. Who used to come to me and talk about the things you could say only on the opiods they gave you for pain relief. When I'd tell you the way of the world you'd say 'No sammy, I want to know what you think. What's your opinion' and that made me feel so special. Mahnoor all our childhood flashes in my mind in a vague blur and when I see your friends, i feel your presence amongst them laughing with your mouth open and clapping your hands. I wish you could know how the entire world took your story so personally and wept for you. I wish you could know how much you're loved. I wish you could tell Shireen that it's okay. That she's still a hero for giving you her cells. I wish you could tell Daud and Ismail how brave they are. And I wish you could kiss baba and ami goobye. Your versace noir still lingers in the air. It's a smell we'll never forget. I wish you could tell Ami you'll tell her every little thing that bothers you and not bear in silence. I wish you could tell Yousaf our suicide squad is still intact but most of all, I wish you know how special and beautiful and magical you are.
Shahmeer asks about you every night and he still prays you'll get better. I don't know how to tell him his favourite is gone. I will miss our late night movies and fodpanda. I love you my dearest, darling. You're my child. I wish you could still root for Tender Heart. Your friends come to see you everyday. And they came to say goodbye. Like we all did. I guess it's goodbye. You'll forever live in our hearts. I wish we meet again someday.
Mahnoor, wherever you are, I hope you're happy and peaceful. Snuggling with me under the blankets you told me you didn't want to die but you've left nothing incomplete. But there is one dream that you dreamt the past one year, of a cancer foundation to fund treatment of poor cancer treatment
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