Muhammed Maigari “Major”: Laughter, Loyalty, and a Heart That Gave Everything
It took me days to sit down and write this. I am still praying I will wake up from this dream of his departure. Losing Muhammed Maigari, Major, does not feel real. He was my younger brother, but life made him my senior friend, my host in Minna, and my guide.
Major was a man of the heart. Jovial, full of laughter, and always concerned about those around him. No day passed without him checking on his loved ones, especially his sisters. He loved them deeply and equally, and made sure they were okay. He told me often, “My family are assets, especially my children, my sisters, and my wife.” And he lived by those words. He was a man of integrity, honesty, and respect. You would hardly see him quarrel or fight. When there were issues, he went straight to the point, without pretense or hidden feelings. Blunt, yes, but never with malice.
His love for his three daughters was boundless. Every seriousness, every joy he had, went to them. His wife will never forget a man who never joked with anything about her and their home. His friends will miss him dearly — a man who loved to share, who was never stingy, who never denied anyone what he had. Only God knows how heavy this loss is for his boss and special brother the Executive Chairman of the Niger State Internal Revenue Service (NGSIRS), Muhammed Madami Etsu and for the entire Niger State Revenue House where Major was a humble and beloved friend to all staff. Both senior and junior.
Major’s devotion extended beyond his immediate family to the very root of his home. His mother was his pride and his constant prayer point, and he honored her with the same care he gave everyone else. To his other brothers, he was a pillar — always present, always ready to listen, advise, or step in when needed. He treated brotherhood as responsibility, not just blood, and made sure none of us ever felt alone. The bond he shared with them was one of loyalty, respect, and quiet sacrifice.
I cannot say enough of my experiences with him as a brother who became a senior friend. He could not go two to four hours without checking on me. Whenever he was going out or heading home, he made sure to tell me. Even when he was out of town, his first question was always, “What’s going on?” So many parts of his life were exceptional and excellent to share, but for now, these few words will have to carry the weight of my grief and my gratitude.
May Allah forgive Major, grant him Aljannah Firdaus, and give his mother, wife, children, sisters, brothers, and all of us the patience to bear this loss. We love you, Major. We will miss you, always.
Deep from my heart ❤
Ahman Baba Makama
Comments
Post a Comment