‫‪In loving memory of our dear friend and brother‬‬
‫‪FAHAD AL-JEFAIRI‬‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺭﺯﻗﻪ ﻟﺬﺓ ﺍﻟﻨﻈﺮ ﺍﱃ ﻭﺟﻬﻚ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﻮﻕ ﺍﱃ ﻟﻘﺎﺋﻚ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺭﺟﻊ ﻧﻔﺴﻪ ﺍﻟﻴﻚ ﺭﺍﺿﻴﺔ ﻣﺮﺿﻴﺔ ﻭﺍﺩﺧﻠﻪ ﰲ ﺟﻨﺘﻚ ﻣﻊ‬
‫ﻋﺒﺎﺩﻙ ﺍﻟﺼﺎﳊﲔ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻧﺰﻝ ﻧﻮﺭﺍ ﻣﻦ ﻧﻮﺭﻙ ﻋﻠﻴﻪ ﻭﻭﺳﻊ ﻣﺪﺧﻠﻪ ‪..‬ﻭﺍﻧﺲ ﻭﺣﺸﺘﻪ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺭﺣﻢ ﻏﺮﺑﺘﻪ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻧﻘﻠﻪ ﻣﻦ‬
‫ﺿﻴﻖ ﺍﻟﻠﺤﻮﺩ ﺍﱃ ﺟﻨـــﺎﺕ ﺍﳋﻠﻮﺩ ‪.‬ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﻧﺴﺄﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﻔﺮﺩﻭﺱ ﺍﻷﻋﻠﻰ ﻟﻨﺎ ﻭﻟﻪ ﻳﺎﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﳌﲔ ﻭﺍﺟﻌﻞ ﻣﻠﺘﻘﺎﻧﺎ ﰲ ﺍﳉﻨﺔ‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﻭﻻ ﲢﺮﻣﻪ ﺷﻔﺎﻋﺘﻚ‪..‬ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﻭﺍﺿﻠﻪ ﲢﺖ ﻇﻞ ﻋﺮﺷﻚ ﻳﻮﻡ ﻻ ﻇﻞ ﺍﻻ ﻇﻠﻚ ﻭﻻ ﺑﺎﻗﻲ ﺍﻻ ﻭﺟﻬﻚ ﺍﻟﻜﺮﱘ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ‬
‫ﺑﻴﺾ ﻭﺟﻮﻫﻪ ﻭﳝﻦ ﻛﺘﺎﺑﻪ ﻭﻳﺴﺮ ﺣﺴﺎﺑﻪ ﻭﺛﺒﺖ ﺍﻗﺪﺍﻣﻪ ﻳﻮﻡ ﺗﺰﻝ ﻓﻴﻬﺎ ﺍﻻﻗﺪﺍﻡ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺟﻌﻠﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﺑﺮﻳﻦ ﺍﻟﺴﺮﺍﻁ ﻛﻠﻤﺢ‬
‫ﺍﻟﱪﻕ ﻭﺍﻟﺒﺼﺮ‪ .‬ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺳﺘﻘﺒﻠﻪ ﻋﻨﺪﻙ ﺧﺎﱄ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺬﻧﻮﺏ ﻭﺍﳋﻄﺎﻳﺎ ﺑﻌﻔﻮﻙ ﻳﺎﻛﺮﱘ ﻭﺍﻧﺖ ﺭﺍﺿﻲ ﻋﻨﻪ ﻏﲑ ﻏﻀﺒﺎﻥ ﻋﻠﻴﻪ ‪..‬‬
‫ﻳﺎ ﺑﺪﻳﻊ ﺍﻟﺴﻤﻮﺍﺕ ﻭﺍﻻﺭﺽ ﻳﺎ ﺃﺣﺪ ﻳﺎ ﺻﻤﺪ ‪ ,,‬ﺍﻋﻄﻲ ﻣﺎﺟﺪ ﻭﻓﻬﺪ ﻣﻦ ﺧﲑ ﻣﺎ ﺳﺎﻟﻚ ﻣﻨﻪ ﻧﺒﻴﻚ ﳏﻤﺪ ﺻﻠﻰ ﺍﷲ ﻭﻋﻠﻴﻪ‬
‫ﻭﺳﻠﻢ‪.‬‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻏﻔﺮ ﻟﻔﻬﺪ ﺍﳉﻔﲑﻱ ﻭﻣﺎﺟﺪ ﺍﳊﻤﺮ ﻭﻋﺎﺋﻠﻪ ﺍﳊﺎﻳﻜﻲ ﻭﳉﻤﻴﻊ ﻣﻮﺗﻰ ﺍﳌﺴﻠﻤﲔ‪..‬‬
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‫ﻢ ﻭﺧﻄﺎﻳﺎﻫﻢ ﺑﺎﳌﺎﺀ ﻭﺍﻟﺜﻠﺞ ﻭﺍﻟﱪﺩ‬‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺃﻏﺴﻠﻬﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺫﻧﻮ‬
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‘A truly remarkable
young man’
I have many fond memories of
Fahad. He was a truly remarkable young
man. Fahad visited my office on average
three to four times a week. He would
usually pop in with what became his
standard greeting "What do you think
if..." or "How about...." or what was to
become my favorite "I have an idea!"
Fahad had many good ideas,
plans and projects for his school and his
community. He envisioned and imagined
big. More importantly, Fahad had the
courage of his convictions and was unafraid to embrace life and learn from it.
If he had an idea he would go after it and
find ways to make it happen.
I often marveled at how he extended himself and opened his mind to
new ideas and new learning. Even if he
didn't agree, he always listened attentively and was willing to engage in
thought provoking conversations, no
matter how tough.
Our loss is great, however we
must all take comfort in the legacy of
this exceptional young man and draw
inspiration from the profound impact he
has had on all those who have had the
privilege of knowing him.
May his soul rest in peace.
Gloria Khoury
Assistant Dean for Student Affairs
‫ﻼ ﺧﲑﹰﺍ ﻣﻦ ﺃﻫﻠﻬﻢ‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺃﺑﺪﳍﻢ ﺩﺍﺭﹰﺍ ﺧﲑﹰﺍ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺍﺭﻫﻢ ﻭﺃﻫ ﹰ‬
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Farewell dear brother
He walks around with his long steady
figure, blooming with cheerful liveliness. He
engages your eyes by a simple act like smiling.
He never passed a group without greeting
them. His humble look, graceful smile and
blushing face make up his friendly aura. He
was a guy who blushed. I’ve always wondered
what makes him blush! I would make fun of
my students in class. Not that this is a recommended method of education, but I’d rather
make my students laugh about their mistakes
than get them upset. I caught him once nodding off, and made fun of him several times
since. Each time he would blush slightly more
than the previous.
He was outspoken when it came to
his beliefs. He wouldn’t hurt anyone’s feelings
but he would certainly make his point. He was wise, mature, and diligent for his age. He told
us once that he was planning to get married. We showered him with our disapproval; the girls
in specific made fun of the whole topic. He took our joking with a timeless and an unstinting
smile. In a rare moment when he talked about himself, he said: “Do you know that I work,
study, and still have enough time for family commitments?” He silenced us with that one statement. How can a 20 years old student manage to do all that and still be good at each and every
responsibility? He amazed us. Since then, we knew that the sky is the limit for him. He was an
extraordinary guy.
He was one of my first group of students. I taught him the writer’s craft, how to be
effective on paper, how to present himself and others as three dimensional real people, people
who breathe, love, hate and get hurt. Little did I know that he taught my students and myself
the craft of living, the ability to be a three dimensional human being in life, one who would
touch us all forever
Dear Fahad -- We’ll always feel fortunate that we got to know you in your short- very
short- life on this earth.
So long Fahad, you’ll always be the person who will make us laugh and cry at the
same time.
“While the tree dies standing up, its shadows stay alive
Winds of the years cry each time it hits its fringes”
-Khalid Al-Faisal
Amal Al Malki
Visiting Assistant Professor
..‫ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻛﻔﻬﻢ ﺿﻤﺔ ﺍﻟﻘﱪ‬..‫ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻛﻔﻬﻢ ﻓﺘﻨﺔ ﺍﻟﻘﱪ‬..‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺛﺒﺘﻬﻢ ﻋﻨﺪ ﺍﻟﺴﺆﺍﻝ‬
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My older brother
“You know Fahad Al-Jufairi? He died!” I collapsed on my bed as I heard the shocking news. I kept on repeating, “Our Fahad Al-Jufairi? Carnegie Mellon’s Fahad Al-Jufairi?”
my reaction was very cold as the news seemed unreal to me. Sorrowfully, the news did not
strike me until I heard my own voice saying “Mama, Fahad Al-Jufairi died,” as warm tears
came rolling down my cheeks.
I cried for several days thinking of all the significant accomplishments that Fahad had
completed in his life. I remembered how he competed for the president position, how he
smiled when he received it. I remembered the days that I spent, working with him on activities
for the Student Government. Other memories such as, the trip to Pittsburgh, and the several
hours we spent talking about life, the small talks as we passed each other in the hallways and
the farewell before I traveled to the United States. Most of all, I remembered the last day I saw
him, as he entered City Center’s theater, just a couple of days before his death.
Fahad had a smile of gold, a charming laugh that cheered me up every time I heard it,
and a face I shall never forget; especially when he played a prank on me in Applebees. I was
sitting one day, enjoying my dinner with some friends, when suddenly, I saw some waiters
with a cake over my head singing a birthday song for me. I was extremely embarrassed that I
covered my face looking around for a suspect. However, as soon as I saw Fahad’s face as it
got red from laughter I knew he did it, his expression that day, puts a smile on my face every
time I remember it.
When I think of Fahad, I think independent, truthful, religious, and presidential. He
was a man of action; he stood by every staff, student, friend, family, whither in Carnegie Mellon Qatar or outside. Though I find it hard to express in words what Fahad was in people’s
lives, our how much he meant to me, I
know that he was more than a friend; he
was the older brother I never had. I used to
always tell him “God never gave me an
older brother, but he gave me you”.
Fahad had enlightened me a lot
about life; he will always be a role model
for everyone that ever met him. I shall
never forget his sister’s reaction when I saw
her at his funeral; she squeezed my arms
asking me to take care of myself and as I
hugged her, she whispered, “Its ok Fahad is
in a better place.” Deep down inside me I
know she is right, he is in a better place. I
would like to end by saying “Allah
Yarhmk, Ya Fahad. You’ll always have a
significant place in people’s hearts.”
Maha Obaidan
Staff Writer
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺟﻌﻞ ﻗﺒﻮﺭﻫﻢ ﺭﻭﺿﺔ ﻣﻦ ﺭﻳﺎﺽ ﺍﳉﻨﻪ‬
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Fahad AlAl-Jefairi: A great loss to our community
It has been almost a month through our first semester without Fahad’s presence, adding to our experience in Carnegie Mellon Qatar as he used to. Though we are all rapped up in
our personal and academic lives, I am sure not a day passes without us remembering him.
Sometimes it’s by us talking about a past event that he had organized, a club or an activity that
he was actively involved in, or a religious conversation, which was one of his favorite subjects.
Ramadan is approaching fast, which reminds me of the several Iftars he had organized
throughout the past two years. Memories of all the Jama’ah, group. I can still hear his tender
voice as he beautifully read different verses from the Qura’n during the prayers. He would always bring us Dates, reminding us of how Profit Mohamed used to take a sip of water or Milk
and pray Al Maghreb, sun set, before having breakfast. We used to all wine like children telling him “Fahad we are all hungry, we have been studying all day and we are so tired”; he
would reply with a warm answer and a cheerful smile, reminding us how this would add to our
Ajer, balance of good deeds.
No one can deny the fact that our community has lost a dear friend, a colleague and a
great leader. Many of our colleagues have always been fascinated at the range of activities that
he participated in while at the same time holding a good academic record. He was, and will
always be a great role model as a religious, hardworking, active, and caring person. I hope that
his motivation towards life and Allah never be forgotten by any of us. He should always be
remembered and prayed for in our daily prayers.
”‫ﻭﺍﺩﺧﻠﻪ ﻓﺴﻴﺢ ﺟﻨﺎﺗﻚ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﻧﻘﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺬﻧﻮﺏ ﻭﺍﳋﻄﺎﻳﺎ ﻛﻤﺎ ﻳﻨﻘﻰ ﺍﻟﺜﻮﺏ ﺍﻻﺑﻴﺾ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺪﻧﺲ‬.. ‫“ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺗﻘﺒﻠﻪ ﺑﻮﺍﺍﺳﻊ ﺭﲪﺘﻚ‬
Yasmine Abdelrahman
Managing Editor-In-Chief
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻧﺎ ﻧﺴﺎﻟﻚ ﺑﺈﲰﻚ ﺍﻷﻋﻈﻢ ﺍﻥ ﺗﻮﺳﻊ ﻣﺪﺧﻠﻬﻢ‬
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‫ن‬%&'‫* را‬+,‫ ا‬-.‫ وا‬0 -.‫ا‬
No words can explain how
much I miss him as a classmate and a
dear friend; Fahad Al Jufari. Although
we had our differences, was and still is a
significant character in my life. I didn’t
realize how special he was until he was
gone. I hate to say gone, because it implies that he is not here anymore either
physically or emotionally, which is not
true. He might have parted away from us
physically, yet his memory will always
be fresh in our minds.
Fahad was an inspiration as I
always wondered how he could have it
all in the same time. He had an amazing
social life, an outstanding academic record, and a real motivation for different
activities all at once.
I remember him telling me after
seeing my panic over an exam that “all
what it takes is time-management”. He
was a very intelligent persona with a
broad knowledge in various fields. He
always sought after new experiences,
was never afraid of making mistakes, but
at the same time very concerned about
learning how to get it right.
I miss his sense of humor and
optimism and his commitment to his work
and studies. It hurts when I see his pictures
around. It’s even worse when I remember
that I won’t see him ever again.
What happened to him makes me
ask why, when I know that I shouldn’t.
God’s will is the answer to all mysteries
including this subject. I wish Fahad is in a
better place and may God rest his soul in
peace.
I ask of you to take a minute and pray for
him faithfully saying:
‫ﻪ‬ ‫ﺰﹶﻟ‬ ‫ﻧ‬ ‫ﻡ‬ ‫ﻭﹶﺃ ﹾﻛ ِﺮ‬ , ‫ﻪ‬ ‫ﻨ‬ ‫ﻋ‬ ‫ﻒ‬
 ‫ﻋ‬ ‫ﺍ‬‫ﺎ ِﻓ ِﻪ ﻭ‬‫ﻭﻋ‬ ‫ﻪ‬ ‫ﻤ‬ ‫ﺣ‬ ‫ﺭ‬ ‫ﺍ‬‫ﻪ ﻭ‬ ‫ﺮ ﹶﻟ‬ ‫ ﺍ ﹾﻏ ِﻔ‬‫ﻬﻢ‬ ‫ﺍﻟﻠﱠ‬
‫ﻦ‬ ‫ﻧﻘﱢ ِﻪ ِﻣ‬‫ﻭ‬ ‫ﺮ ِﺩ‬ ‫ﺒ‬‫ﺍﹾﻟ‬‫ﺞ ﻭ‬
ِ ‫ﺍﻟﺜﱠ ﹾﻠ‬‫ﺎ ِﺀ ﻭ‬‫ﻪ ﺑِﺎﹾﻟﻤ‬ ‫ﺴ ﹾﻠ‬
ِ ‫ﺍ ﹾﻏ‬‫ﻪ ﻭ‬ ‫ﺧ ﹶﻠ‬ ‫ﺪ‬ ‫ﻣ‬ ‫ﻊ‬ ‫ﻭﺳ‬ ‫ﻭ‬
‫ﺍ‬‫ﺍﺭ‬‫ﻪ ﺩ‬ ‫ﺑ ِﺪﹾﻟ‬‫ﻭﹶﺃ‬ , ‫ﺲ‬
ِ ‫ﻧ‬‫ﻦ ﺍﻟﺪ‬ ‫ﺾ ِﻣ‬
 ‫ﻴ‬‫ﺑ‬‫ﺏ ﺍﹾﻟﹶﺄ‬
 ‫ﻮ‬ ‫ﻨﻘﱠﻰ ﺍﻟﺜﱠ‬‫ﻳ‬ ‫ﺎ‬‫ﺎ ﹶﻛﻤ‬‫ﺨﻄﹶﺎﻳ‬
 ‫ﺍﹾﻟ‬
, ‫ﻭ ِﺟ ِﻪ‬ ‫ﺯ‬ ‫ﻦ‬ ‫ﺍ ِﻣ‬‫ﻴﺮ‬ ‫ﺧ‬ ‫ﺎ‬‫ﻭﺟ‬ ‫ﺯ‬ ‫ﻭ‬ ‫ﻫ ِﻠ ِﻪ‬ ‫ﻦ ﹶﺃ‬ ‫ﺍ ِﻣ‬‫ﺮ‬‫ﺧﻴ‬ ‫ﻫﻠﹰﺎ‬ ‫ﻭﹶﺃ‬ ‫ﺍ ِﺭ ِﻩ‬‫ﻦ ﺩ‬ ‫ﺍ ِﻣ‬‫ﻴﺮ‬ ‫ﺧ‬
‫ﺎ ِﺭ‬‫ﺏ ﺍﻟﻨ‬
ِ ‫ﻋﺬﹶﺍ‬ ‫ﻭ‬ ‫ﺒ ِﺮ‬ ‫ﺏ ﺍﹾﻟ ﹶﻘ‬
ِ ‫ﻋﺬﹶﺍ‬ ‫ﻦ‬ ‫ﻩ ِﻣ‬ ‫ﻭﹶﺃ ِﻋ ﹾﺬ‬ ‫ ﹶﺔ‬‫ﺠﻨ‬
 ‫ﻪ ﺍﹾﻟ‬ ‫ﺩ ِﺧ ﹾﻠ‬ ‫ﻭﹶﺃ‬
Noor AlAl-Athirah
Executive Editor-in-Chief
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.. ‫ﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﺬﻳﻦ ﻻ ﺧﻮﻑ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﻢ ﻭﻻ ﻫﻢ ﳛﺰﻧﻮﻥ‬.. ‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﺭﲪﻬﻢ ﰲ ﻣﻦ ﺭﲪﺖ ﻭﺍﺩﺧﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﳉﻨﺔ‬
Dear Fahad...
Writing the following lines was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my
entire life. I still can’t believe that you are not with us any more. I am not yet over the fact
that it had happened, your death made a significant change in my life. I am glad this change
took place, but I wish that something else triggered it without losing you.
When I learned of your death I thought it was a lie. I tried to convince myself that it
was not true, regardless of how much the person on the phone cried. I told this person that it
must be a mistake and I hung up. The next morning I read the newspaper to find what I was
denying. I still thought to myself; “it is a mistake or maybe it is someone else who has the
same exact name.”
It was not until I went to your house to give your family my condolences that I
broke out of denial. I shed tears for the first time on a dead person. It wasn’t because I knew
you very well, but because I did not have the chance to know you very well.
Your death brought back some humanity into my personality. I will never forget
when we were discussing first impressions with a group of other students and said the following about me: “You are a big headed, selfish and very stubborn person” you also added that if
I continue acting that way I will end up living alone for the rest of my life. On that day, I
justified all my actions, but now I regret almost every word I said. You were right and I am
sorry that I did not have the opportunity to apologies for my response. I also want to apologies for the way I treated you. It is true that we rarely spoke, but I remember every single
conversation we had.
I really want you to know that your death had a very big impact on me. Ever since, I
have tried to change various aspects of my life. I am trying to be less stubborn, talk to more people and be down
to earth as much as I can. I am doing that because I have
realized how short life is and that there is nothing more
valuable than the relationships we create.
When I die I want people to remember me as
much as they remember you. This might sound selfish, but
this is the greatest lesson I have learned from your death.
It is not a matter of how many people respect us for our
looks, it’s rather how many people will remember us for
being truly human and being there when ever they needed
help
If you were here, I would ask you for forgiveness
for being the big headed, selfish and very stubborn person
I was. I deeply hope that you are in a better place.
God bless your soul.
Noora AlAl-Ansari
Collection Editor
‫ﻛﻤﺎ ﺑﺎﻋﺪﺕ ﺑﲔ ﺍﳌﺸﺮﻕ ﻭﺍﳌﻐﺮﺏ‬.. ‫ﻢ ﻭﺧﻄﺎﻳﺎﻫﻢ‬‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺑﺎﻋﺪ ﺑﻴﻨﻬﻢ ﻭﺑﲔ ﺫﻧﻮ‬
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‫ن‬Gl^ q‫ آ‬oz ‫م‬kl‫ن ی‬G‫ آ‬,‫ء‬oL q‫ آ‬oz q…\]‫ِ ا‬hU ‫ب‬kƒُ‫ن ی‬G‫ وآ‬RH‫ا‬NZ]‫ ا‬TI\D b^ ‰DGH
‫ت‬G‫رآ‬Gs\]GU ‫م‬G| ,‫ًا‬CU‫ح أ‬GZi]‫ ا‬EO‫اﺹ‬N^ by oL h€|N‫ ]‚ ی‬,kp| ‫رج‬G‫ ﺥ‬h‫ﺕ‬G‫ﺡ‬GZH h[O‫ووﺹ‬
b^ EI\IOr[]‫ ا‬Ei‫ی‬C\]‫ ا‬q‫ی‬NF‫ رأ`‚ ﺕ‬xOy‫ و‬,‚[IyN‫ب وﺕ‬G{s]‫ ا‬EI‫ﺡ‬GiU ‚[‫ ﺕ‬o[]‫ة ا‬kI…l]‫ا‬
o^_`a‫ك ا‬NO]‫ ا‬E\IO]‫دات ا‬Gr]‫ ا‬ksi] Er‘‫ را‬E’IU x]‫ إ‬GƒrU xOy EF‘G`‫ و‬EpO[K^
.hU ”J[H ‫ أن‬GirI\D RZ‫ي ی‬v]‫ ا‬o|‫ا‬k]‫ا‬
‫ار‬C|•GU bIi^–^ bFH‫ و‬bI‫ ﺡ‬qD‫ أ‬ql] bl]
..‫ك‬Gi‫ ه‬b^ qD‫ ر‬fHšz ›‫ﺡ‬N\S ُhr‫ن œ ی‬Gl\U ..Gi‫ن ه‬GiZ]‫وا‘‰ ا‬kU —{r‫ر ﺕ‬G‫ ™ﺙ‬f‫آ‬k‫ﺕ‬
f|G[L‫ ا‬oz GI]‫ إ‬frD‫‚ ر‬rH ..o‫رك أﺥ‬G‫ دی‬x]‫ إ‬frDkz ..xOy•‫دوس ا‬k€]‫ن ا‬Gّl` b^
..Gi‫ ه‬b^ k…‫ه‚ أآ‬Ciy o]GŸ fHšz ..›] GO‫وأه‬
..EFDGi]‫ ا‬EIUG{s]‫وة ا‬C ]‫ت ا‬C [z‫ ا‬..›‫ﺕ‬C [z‫ ا‬oH‫ا¡ أ‬Nz ›IOy o€‫ œ أﺥ‬bl]
..xOr]‫ﺕ› ا‬G€‫ وﺹ‬xiF]‫‘› ا‬G\`šU ›IDGH‫ أ‬oU‫ر‬
..hH‫ا‬C z xOy k{J]‫ ا‬oi\O‫ وﺕ‬o{O| xOy ‰\‫أن ﺕ‬
..‫ك‬Ciy COK]‫ن ا‬GiD oz uGI OU oiIy k|‫ وأ‬hU oi F]šz oU‫ ر‬..o‫ﺕ‬N‫ آšﺥ‬oOy o]GŸ hH‫أ‬
Fatima AlAl-Missned
Qatar University History Student
The friend we will never forget
Fahad's death was a life changing event. It made me think a lot about life and death. I
realized that my own existence on earth is brief. It made me much closer to God and made me
appreciate every single moment in my life.
One of the things that I immediately did after Fahad's death was get in touch with my
distant relatives and friends. Expressing my feelings was always a difficult task for me, which
some didn’t understand. Maybe I inherited this from my father, who seems to have a similar
characteristic. I have always been too shy to hug him and him as well. After Fahad's death,
whenever I feel like I need a hug from my father I approach him instantly.
Losing a friend is tragic. I still grieve Fahad's death. I will never forget him, especially because he had a great impact on my life.
God bless his soul.
Fatima AlAl-Mansoori
CS Junior
10
‫ﻢ ﻭﺧﻄﺎﻳﺎﻫﻢ ﻛﻤﺎ ﻳﻨﻘﻰ ﺍﻟﺜﻮﺏ ﺍﻷﺑﻴﺾ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺪﻧﺲ‬‫ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﻧﻘﻬﻢ ﻣﻦ ﺫﻧﻮ‬..
*4bJg -?‫ي آ‬J+3h,‫ ا‬12b
qls]GU ‫ا‬kI…‫ œی[‚ آ‬.. x‫ﺽ‬N€]‫ ا‬RF‫ œی‬... ‫ا‬CD E‘‫د‬G‫ ه‬EIJKL h‫ﺕ‬GiD ‰Iz hil`‫ وا‬x]Gr‫ ا¡ ﺕ‬h\‫ي رﺡ‬kI€Z]‫ ا‬b‫ ﺡ‬Cz
oz b‫ی‬vO]‫ء ا‬G|C‫ اœﺹ‬b^ k…‫ اآ‬fHk[Hœ‫ ا‬k{y ‫ء‬G|C‫ اœﺹ‬b^ h] ‫ن‬G‫ا آ‬v]‫ و‬... h‫ واﺥ_ﺹ‬hO‫ داﺥ‬b^ k…‫ن اآ‬GH_] oD‫ر‬GK]‫ا‬
!!! T|‫ا‬N]‫ا‬
‚{F‫ ی‬...kI…l]‫ء ا‬G|C‫ اœﺹ‬b^ h] ‫ن‬G‫ آ‬... h‫ﺕ‬Gz‫ و‬CrU ‫ت‬GI[€]‫ب وا‬G{s]‫ ا‬b^ ‫ت‬G’^ oz k‫ اﺙ‬،‫در‬G{^ ‫ح و‬N\S ، k\r]‫ ا‬q{[ ^ oz ‫ب‬GL
hil] ...oiŸ ...‫ي‬k {y hil]... §IU ...‫ق‬k[F‫ ی‬hil] ...‫دئ‬G‫ ه‬... ‫زم‬G‫ ﺡ‬hil] ...‫ف‬Npy ... ‚‫ه‬C €[‫‚ وی‬iy ‫ل‬G‫ ی‬...hHN{F‫وی‬
‫ة‬CyG^‫ف و‬kr[]‫— ا‬sr‫ ی‬...fHk[Hœ‫ ا‬oz ©F{]‫ وا‬u‫ءا‬k ]‫ ا‬RF‫ ی‬...‫د‬G[Dœ‫ وا‬CZ]‫ وا‬q\r]‫ن وا‬GiF]‫ وا‬RF]‫ ا‬h{O| ¨\‫ ی‬...T‫اﺽ‬N[^
E^CK] EI]Gy E\‫ ذو ه‬GHGH‫ ا‬...hZH xOy kIO] ‫ب‬G{s]‫ت ا‬G’\] Grz‫ دا‬h[\‫ﺕ‬G‫ ﺥ‬fHG‫ آ‬...‫م‬NI]‫ب ا‬G{L b^ C‫ی‬kz ‫ذج‬N\H ... b‫ی‬k‫اœﺥ‬
.hiS‫ وو‬Ei‫دی‬
ªs]‫ ا‬bl‫ ]‚ ی‬h|‫ا‬kz bl] ...o‘_^‫ وز‬o‘G|C‫ واﺹ‬oH‫ا‬N‫ اﺥ‬b^ Gzky‫ ا‬o[]‫اد ا‬CyœGU EH‫ر‬G ^ ‫ا‬CD EpIU ‫ة‬k[z vi^ h[zky C ]
‫§ !؟‬I{]‫~ ا‬Ks]‫ا ا‬v‫ ه‬oz k]‫ ا‬N‫ ه‬G^‫؟ و‬kI{l]‫ ا‬k‫ﺙ‬G[]‫ا ا‬v‫ذا ه‬G\]‫؟ و‬C‫ی‬Cs]‫ ا‬RF]‫ا ا‬v‫ذا ه‬G\] ‫ى‬k‫ ﺕ‬.. ! o{O|‫ و‬o€H xOy §I{]‫ا‬
...~OK^ hH‫!! ا‬...h|‫ا‬kz CrU G[€s[‫ واآ‬h‫ﺕ‬GI‫ء ﺡ‬Gi‫ اﺙ‬G[zky ‫ل‬GJ‫ ﺥ‬ueI\‫ ﺕ‬fHG‫ آ‬-C‫ ا¡ اﺡ‬xOy o‫]› وœ ازآ‬v‫ آ‬h{‫ اﺡ‬-‫ا‬Cz ‫ان‬
‫ة‬N‫ اœﺥ‬G‫ ای‬hH‫ ا‬...h{O| oz ‫ا‬kI{‫ آ‬GHGl^ uCiy ‫ن‬GiFO]‫ و‬...h‫ی‬G®O] ‫ف‬Npy‫‚ و‬I‫ رﺡ‬hH‫ ا‬...‫ا‬CD ‫ا‬CD ‚­i^ hH‫ ا‬...q\r‫ل وی‬N ‫ ی‬hH‫ا‬
o]Gy‫ح و‬N\S hH‫ ا‬...u‫ء‬GHk| by ‫م‬C [^‫ و‬C[Z^ hH‫ ا‬... ‫ا‬CD ” …^ hH‫ ا‬.. h\Ol]‫ ا‬xir^ qlU ...‫م‬e[O^ ‚rH !!...‫م‬e[O^ ‫ات‬N‫واœﺥ‬
...¡‫ وا‬kI…l]‫ ا‬hH‫! ا‬... ‫ي‬CF‫م اي ﺕ‬G^‫ا ا‬eDGy ” ‫ œی‬... h{ r]‫‚ ا‬F[ ^‫ و‬q^Gy hil] ...‫م‬N\^ hH‫‚ ا‬rH ... ‚‫ ه‬R‫ﺡ‬G‫ ﺹ‬hH‫ ا‬...‚\]‫ا‬
!! ‫ار‬k`‫ ا‬hU‫ ر‬bIU‫ و‬hiIU ‫ œن‬hHGF{` x]N\]‫ ا‬u‫ر‬G[‫!!! اﺥ‬... h€i] Cr‫ن ی‬G‫ذا آ‬G^ ‚OrH ‚] ‫ي‬v]‫ ا‬o€K]‫ ا‬hil]
!! ...kI[DG\]‫ ا‬E`‫را‬C] C\‫ن ی‬G‫ آ‬... h[‫آ‬ks] Cr‫ وی‬h‫رﺕ‬GZ‫ ﺕ‬oi{‫ن ی‬G‫ آ‬... h‫ﺕ‬GI‫ ﺡ‬El‫ی‬kL by ©F{‫ن ی‬G‫ آ‬... hO{ [^ ‚`k‫ن ی‬G‫آ‬
G^Ciy fO‫ وذه‬fIlU C ] ¡‫* !!!! وا‬4+5‫ و‬647‫ن ی‬-‫ آ‬...................hil] ... hIHk€]‫ ا‬h®O]‫ ا‬E`‫را‬CU ‫دم‬G ]‫ ا‬qJ€O] h€H Cr‫ن ی‬G‫آ‬
Cr‫ ان ی‬hIOy G^‫ا‬eOz .... ‫د‬G[Dœ‫ وا‬kI\s[]‫ وا‬CZ]‫ا ا‬v‫ ه‬q‫ رŸ‚ آ‬.... !!! "o[IU q‫ œه‬EIyks]‫ ا‬o[I‫ان " وﺹ‬NirU ”O^ f‫رای‬
...u‫ء‬G{‫ واﺡ‬hO‫ اه‬o‫ﺹ‬N‫ وی‬hU‫ء ر‬G O] h€H
‫ق‬C‫ ﺹ‬b^ ! q\y‫‚ و‬Oy b^ !‫ح‬N\S‫م و‬N\‫ ه‬b^ ‫ن‬GHœ‫ا ا‬v‫ج ه‬e\‫ ی‬G\] h‫ﺕ‬G\^ CrU hU oUGZy‫ وزاد ا‬...hU f{Zy‫ا‬
...h`‫ا‬kz‫ء و‬G‫ ذآ‬b^ ... kl€‫ ﺕ‬f\‫ ﺹ‬b^ ... ‫ط‬GsH‫وء و‬C‫ ه‬b^!!... ‫واﺥ_ص‬
!!... TI\Z]‫ ا‬T^ q^Gr[]‫ ا‬b [‫ ی‬hH‫‚ ا‬rH ...b‫ی‬k‫ﺥ‬±] h{‫ب آ‬NO`‫ وا‬... hO^Gr‫ ﺕ‬bz ›]v‫ آ‬oi{Zy‫ا‬
!!.. C]N]‫ وا‬fi{]‫ا‬... ‚O\]‫ ا‬kIŸ‫‚ و‬O\]‫ ا‬...R‫ی‬k®]‫ی— وا‬CJ]‫ ا‬...q‫ه‬GZ]‫]‚ وا‬Gr]‫ ا‬...kI{l]‫ وا‬kI®J]‫ا‬
... u‫ء‬G|C‫ اﺹ‬h\‘G| b\‫ن ﺽ‬Nl‫ وی‬h{l‫” ی‬I‫ آ‬o‫ ه‬...uC‫ واﺡ‬hZI[H x]‫ ا‬qJ‫© ی‬IFU !...‫ف‬Gi‫ اœﺹ‬q‫ آ‬T^ GUNO`‫ ا‬h] ‫ان‬
hipz h] ‫ب‬Gs]‫ا ا‬v‫ ان ه‬C‫ ی–آ‬ql]‫ ا‬... hr^ q^Gr‫ ﺕ‬b^ TI\D b^ ‫دة‬GL uv‫ وه‬...u‫ء‬G‫ وذآ‬h[­‫ة ^_ﺡ‬N|‫ و‬h[ipz ‫ا‬kI…‫ آ‬oi[{Zy‫ا‬
"!!”`N‫ ی‬xOy G€`‫ " و™أ‬... hIOy ‫م‬GZ]‫م ا‬G\]‫ء ا‬G ]‫ وا‬h[{FJU ‫ظ‬N­F^ h]N‫ ﺡ‬b^ ‫ي‬v]‫!! وا‬... orI{S kIŸ ‫ء‬G‫وذآ‬
o[]‫ ا‬hD‫و‬e]‫ت اا‬G€‫اﺹ‬N^ o‫ه‬G^ : fO| -!! h{‫ی‬k®]‫ وا‬hI‫آ‬v]‫ ا‬h‫ﺕ‬GUGDGU T[\[`‫ ا‬ol] hIOy GD‫ أو‬o[]‫ ا‬hO’`œ‫ ا‬b^ ‚‫ – وآ‬G^N‫ ی‬h[]G`
‫ة‬-+@,‫ ا‬.. E,-F‫ ر‬EG<-‫ ﺡ‬.. =‫* ه‬C‫ﺡ‬-5 -‫ه‬1‫= <&; !!! اری‬2,‫ ان ﺕ@?> ا‬: ‫ل‬G| . ‫د‬GD GH‫ ا‬: fO| ...‫œت‬G` : h‫دﺕ‬Gr‫‘_ آ‬G| ‫د‬kz ‫؟‬C‫ی‬k‫ﺕ‬
fi‫ل آ‬G z .Rr‫ ﺹ‬hH‫ ا‬: fO| .. IJ+K‫ح و‬J<‫ و‬J‫ه‬-M<‫ و‬NC, O< ‫م‬%+,‫ت ا‬-R‫* ﺏ‬+R&‫ي ی‬U,‫ ا‬VR&?,‫ي ا‬U,‫ ا‬J+K WX -2, ;R&‫ﺕ‬
!!!...bi^ kI…‫ آ‬CDN‫ ی‬hH‫ ا‬Ti[ ^ oiil] : ›]‫ا‬v‫آ‬
oi€‫ﺕ‬G‫ !!! وه‬bI€´N\]‫ؤن ا‬NL k‫ی‬C^ q{| b^ h€O^ ”|N[`‫ ا‬... ‫د‬GI`œ‫ ا‬EiZ] oz q\rO] ‫م‬C ‫ ﺕ‬G^Ciy ...!!!!hO{ [^ ‚`k‫ ی‬Cz
Er^GZ]‫ ا‬oz oiU‫ ا‬qI^‫ ز‬hH‫ ا‬: ‫ل‬G| !! oz ‫ء‬q\U ‚rH fO| ‫ ؟‬hzkr‫ ﺕ‬:C‫آ‬G[^ fH‫ أا‬:‫دد‬kz ‫ ذا؟‬G^‫‚ و‬rH : fO| ‫ب؟‬Gs]‫ا ا‬v‫ف ه‬kr‫ اﺕ‬:_‘G|
›]‫ ذ‬b^ k{‫ا اآ‬v‫ه‬.. hzkr‫ œﺕ‬fH‫ ا‬fO| !!!C]N]‫ ا‬kƒ‫]› ﺕ‬vU fH‫ وا‬bI|N€[\]‫ ا‬b^ N‫ وه‬h[`‫ درا‬xOy k‫ﺙ‬G[` h€I´N]‫]› ا‬N{ U fH‫وا‬
!!! f|N]‫ ا‬k\…[‫ ی‬N‫ وه‬...kI[DG\]‫ت ا‬G{Op[^ C‫ اﺡ‬GHœ q\y ‫ة‬k{‫ ﺥ‬h] ‫ن‬Nl‫ ان ﺕ‬C‫ی‬k‫ وی‬kI[DG\]‫ ا‬E`‫را‬C] §pK‫ ی‬hH‫ا‬
‫رد‬.. hyG` CrU .. h‫دﺕ‬Gy fI]‫د و‬k‫ ]‚ ی‬.. h[€‫ﺕ‬G‫ ه‬... 2:30 EyG]‫وام ا‬C]‫ ا‬b^ GiI[H‫ ا‬... "‫اغ‬k€]‫ ا‬f|‫ " و‬h\`‫ ا‬oL ‫ف‬kr‫ œی‬Cz
u‫د‬G^ ‫ي‬Ciy ‫ل‬G| "‫د‬GI`œ‫ " ا‬q\r]‫ ا‬b^ GiDk‫ ﺥ‬N[O]‫” و‬IJ]‫ ا‬oz fH‫ ؟!! ا‬u‫ واي دور‬fO| !!!u‫ دور‬oz fi‫ آ‬o] ‰\`‫ ا‬:_‘G|
!!!G] C^‫ ا‬GH‫ وا‬...oHG{`œGU ‫دم‬G ]‫ ا‬qJ€]‫ا‬
b‫ی‬ksr]‫ة وا‬C‫اﺡ‬N]‫ ا‬oz ‫ب‬Gs] G€‫ت وﺹ‬G\Ol]‫ ا‬uv‫ن ه‬Nl‫ ﺕ‬b]‫ و‬... hiy ©‫ی‬CF]‫ ا‬oir‫ ی‬b]‫]‚ و‬
...uk\y b^
EIy‫ا‬C]‫ ا‬G‫ رﺡ\› ا¡ ای‬... ozN]‫ی— ا‬CJ] G‫ رﺡ\› ا¡ ای‬.. o]G®]‫— ا‬Izk]‫ ا‬G‫رﺡ\› ا¡ ای‬
Grz‫ ودا‬G‫آ‬kF^ fi‫ آ‬b^G‫ی‬... ›‫اﺕ‬N‫› واﺥ‬H‫ا‬N‫ف اﺥ‬N€‫ ﺹ‬oz ‫ا‬C‘G| fi‫ آ‬b^G‫ ی‬... ‫ب‬Gs]‫ا‬
Gi] GH–^ fi‫ آ‬b^G‫ ی‬... kIK]‫ ا‬q\r] ‫درا‬G{^‫ و‬GF‫ﺹ‬GH fi‫ آ‬b^G‫ ی‬... ‚SG`‫ او‬oz kIKO]
!!!...Ei‫ﺕ‬G€]‫ ا‬EIHG€]‫ ا‬GHGIH‫ د‬oz
-.-_‫ ا‬-‫ ی‬Y4'‫ در‬abJ‫ وی‬... YC.‫ ذ‬J3^‫ وی‬... Y4‫ﺏ‬JK =‫ﺡ‬J‫ وی‬...Y4Z‫ وﺡ‬N.[‫رﺏ; ی‬
J?@,‫ ا‬1'-< Yc+b‫ ور‬d.‫ا‬...;,-^,‫ا‬
‫ي‬1‫ویـــــ‬f,‫ ا‬1?‫اﺡ‬
‫ ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺃﺣﺴﻦ ﻧﺰﳍﻢ ﻭﻭﺳﻊ ﻣﺪﺧﻠﻬﻢ‬..
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A few memories of our loving brother...
“It is a challenge to say a few words about Fahad… However, the thing that I will always remember about Fahad is that he was full of grace, eloquence and had utmost respect for all those
around him. He has impacted so many, by simply being himself, and with that, he has left a mark
on all who knew Fahad. May he rest in peace.” -
Jumana AlAbdi
“He was someone you aspire to be”
- Noor Al Madeed
“For me he would always be Mr. President, the only one I
would think of as a real president, in school he was the president, in the ABP he was the president, and in the university
he was the President”
- Ibrahim Hassan
“Fahad… His quiet strength of character” -
Marion Oliver
“He is a role model, as he has all the great attributes, decent, respectable, he had
great intentions about everything, he is a big loss to Carnegie Mellon and the Qatar
society” -
Maha AlAl-Henzab
“What will we do without him” -
Benjamin Reilly
“Fahad was an outstanding student and a leader. He had a lot of impact on CMU’s
community, which was very beneficial to his fellow classmates and to the faculty and
staff who were still new to the country… I remember how generous he was when he
brought me Zamzam water, which I still have, from Hajj during his freshman year…
Personally, I miss Fahad; he was a likeable guy with a great future. He’s a great loss
to us and Qatar.”
- John Robertson
“He was the perfect guy, he was religious, at the same time social and fun”
“I just miss him, we all miss him” -
- Bayan Taha
Amal Al Malki
‫ﺿ‪‬ﻴ ﹰﺔ )‪ - (28‬ﺳﻮﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻔﺠﺮ‬
‫ﺿ‪‬ﻴ ﹰﺔ ‪‬ﻣ ‪‬ﺮ ِ‬
‫ﻚ ﺭ‪‬ﺍ ِ‬
‫ﺲ ﺍﹾﻟ ‪‬ﻤ ﹾﻄ ‪‬ﻤِﺌ‪‬ﻨ ﹸﺔ )‪ (27‬ﺍ ‪‬ﺭ ِﺟﻌِﻲ ِﺇﻟﹶﻰ ‪‬ﺭ‪‬ﺑ ِ‬
‫ﻳ‪‬ﺎ ﹶﺃﻳ‪‬ﺘﻬ‪‬ﺎ ﺍﻟ‪‬ﻨ ﹾﻔ ‪‬‬
‫‪Fahad will live on in the hearts of those who‬‬
‫‪knew him and in the spirit of Carnegie‬‬
‫‪Mellon University‬‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﻏﻔﺮ ﻟﻔﻬﺪ ﺍﳉﻔﲑﻱ ﻭﻣﺎﺟﺪ ﺍﳊﻤﺮ ﻭﻋﺎﺋﻠﻪ ﺍﳊﺎﻳﻜﻲ ﻭﳉﻤﻴﻊ ﻣﻮﺗﻰ ﺍﳌﺴﻠﻤﲔ‪..‬‬
‫ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﲨﻌﻨﺎ ﻭﺍﳌﺴﻠﻤﲔ ﲨﻴﻌﺎ ﰲ ﺩﺍﺭ ﻛﺮﺍﻣﺘﻚ ﻭﺍﴰﻠﻨﺎ ﲨﻴﻌﺎ ﺑﺮﲪﺘﻚ ﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﺬﻳﻦ ﺍﻧﻌﻤﺖ ﻋﻠﻴﻬﻢ ﻣﻦ‬
‫ﺍﻟﻨﺒﻴﲔ ﻭﺍﻟﺼﺪﻳﻘﲔ ﻭﺍﻟﺸﻬﺪﺍﺀ ﻭﺍﻟﺼﺎﳊﲔ ‪.‬ﺍﻟﻠﻬﻢ ﺍﱐ ﺍﺳﺎﻟﻚ ﺑﺎﲰﻚ ﺍﻻﻋﻈﻢ ﺍﻥ ﺗﺘﻘﺒﻞ ﻣﻨﺎ ﺩﻋﺎﺋﻨﺎ‬
‫ﺑﻘﺒﻮﻝ ﺣﺴﻦ ﻭﲡﻌﻠﻪ ﺧﺎﻟﺼﺎ ﻟﻮﺟﻬﻚ ﺍﻟﻜﺮﱘ ﻭﺍﳊﻤﺪ ﷲ ﺭﺏ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﳌﲔ ﻭﺍﻟﺼﻼﺓ ﻭﺍﻟﺴﻼﻡ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﺷﺮﻑ‬
‫ﺍﻻﻧﺒﻴﺎﺀ ﻭﺍﳌﺮﺳﻠﲔ‪.‬‬