ANIS GONE TOO SOON

Know, verily, that the soul is a sign of God, a heavenly gem whose reality the most learned of men hath failed to grasp, and whose mystery no mind, however acute, can ever hope to unravel. It is the first among all created things to declare the excellence of its Creator, the first to recognize His glory, to cleave to His truth, and to bow down in adoration before Him. If it be faithful to God, it will reflect His light, and will, eventually, return unto Him. If it fail, however, in its allegiance to its Creator, it will become a victim to self and passion, and will, in the end, sink in their depths. — Gleanings from the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh, LXXXII ================================================================================================================================================== The purpose of God in creating man hath been, and will ever be, to enable him to know his Creator and to attain His Presence…Whoso hath recognized the Dayspring of Divine guidance and enter...

This pictures was taken without Anis 's knowledge while he was distributing food supplies during the COVID pandemic. In a moment of kindness, he also helped a very sick man by taking him to the hospital."

Anis was not just a son, a brother, or a friend—he was a soul in constant search of truth, a heart attuned to the mysteries of existence. From an early age, his deep spirituality set him apart, as if he carried within him the wisdom of ancient souls. His words, often profound and unexpected, would leave us in awe, revealing the depth of his contemplation. He was an awakened soul, one who sought the light beyond what the eyes could see. Night after night, he would find solace by the seaside, letting the rhythmic whispers of the waves accompany his silent meditations. In the stillness of the night, when the world was asleep, he remained awake—his heart and mind reaching beyond the veil of the material world. But the ocean was not his only sanctuary. The quiet embrace of the forest also called to him. Alone in the woods, under the vast sky, he would delve into the infinite, contemplating the mysteries of creation, the oneness of all things, and the essence of divinity. His thoughts of...

Anis had a deep love for travel, and from a young age, he explored many places: • 1985 – Traveled to France with the family, where he celebrated his first birthday. • 1985 – Also visited London during this trip. • 1990 – At age 6, traveled to Réunion Island with the family for a Bahá'í Inter-Island Conference. • 2002 – Accompanied the family on Pilgrimage to the Holy Land (Israel).and France • 2003 – Traveled to Rodrigues Island as a traveling teacher for three months. • August 2003 – Moved to France to study at Université Paris 10. • During his time in France, he frequently visited his brother Brian in Strasbourg, and I know they had a lot of fun together. • During university holidays, he often visited London and Germany. • 2005 – Visited us in Mauritius before returning to complete his studies. • 2007-2008 – Returned home after completing his BA in Law. • After completing his MBA, he took a job at a company named Cote Ouest dealing with film and media. Anis’ career too...

Anis – A Generous Character Anis was a soul whose generosity knew no bounds. He gave not only with his hands but with his heart, always ready to offer kindness, understanding, and support. His presence was like a warm embrace, a reminder that love and selflessness are the truest riches one can share. One of his greatest gifts was his ability to counsel others. Whether in matters of work or personal life, Anis guided many souls with wisdom and sincerity. He listened with patience, offered sound advice, and always sought to uplift those who came to him. He did not merely speak—he understood, he empathized, and he gave freely of his time and energy to help others find their way. His generosity was not merely an act—it was his nature, flowing effortlessly from the depths of his being. He helped without hesitation, advised without judgment, and shared his knowledge and experience without expecting anything in return. Though his physical presence is now absent, his generous spirit remains,...

Anis' Life – Education ------- Anis was born on July 11, 1984, weighing 5 kg at the former Jeetoo Government Hospital. From the very beginning, he was full of vitality and life. A highly intelligent boy, he often complained that he wasn’t learning anything at school. I still remember the day he came home early, having skipped school. To my surprise, I had to take him back myself. He argued that he went to school for nothing. Later, we discovered that he had been avoiding school for several days. Je lui ai donné une fessée that day, and he never forgot it—he would often remind me of it later, though I always felt sorry for it. Despite these early school struggles, Anis excelled in his studies. He passed his CPE exams successfully, ranking 49th in the country and placing among the top 100 students in Mauritius. He then attended the Royal College of Curepipe, where he passed his SC and HSC brilliantly. Pursuing higher education, Anis moved to France to study Law and later return...

With deep sorrow, we share that our beloved Anis has departed from this darksome night to the world of light. His soul now rests in divine embrace, and his memory will forever shine in our hearts. Due to the cyclonic weather conditions, we will convey the time and date for a last tribute to our dearest son as soon as possible. Henri Virasamy Courage a vous josian ====== Chase Gold May his memory be a blessing. ===== Elishah Languila My deepest sympathy uncle Josian ===== Mes sinceres condolences a la famille Modeline Bernard ===== Rip Anis mes sympathies à la famille courage parrain ou et matante Silvana ====== Vanessa Nursoo Mes sinceres condoleances ===== Shidan Chinapiel Deepest sympathy ==y Christelle Patrick Mes sympathies a la famille Courage josian ===== Carver Thierry Cedric Deepest sympathy to all Families 2w ==== Táhirih Reddy Appadoo J Deepest Sympathy to the whole family 🙏 =========y Mary Sylvana Pellegrin Dholah Gone too soon my beloved son Anis Dholah Love...

Prions pour l’élévation de l’âme d’Anis dans le royaume d’Abhá. Mes pensées et prières vous accompagnent 🙏🙏j'ai demandé des prières pour vous et Anis dans l'appartement du Maître. Love you both

From Amanda Je suis profondément attristé par la nouvelle de ton départ. Je ne m'y attendais pas, et je suis sans mots. Merci pour tout ce que tu as fait pour moi. Tu étais comme un grand frère, toujours là pour m’aider, me guider et m’enseigner des leçons précieuses. C’est avec toi que j’ai appris ce qu’était un téléphone portable, et c’est toi qui m’as offert mon tout premier téléphone. Pour cela et bien plus encore, je te suis infiniment reconnaissant. Veille sur tes parents, Mika et tous tes proches. Tu resteras à jamais dans nos cœurs. Repose en paix.

Eulogy to Anis from his classmate, Chetan Ramchurn, at Royal College Curepipe In memory of Anis Dholah 11.07.1984-26.02.2025 We were destined to be friends. my father, late Vijaykumar Ramchurm and Anis's uncle, Mr. David Pellegrin were colleagues and mates at St Andrews School. Anis's brother, Brian was my father's student in high school We were both at the Royal College of Curepipe and in the very same class for 7 years. I was born on the 10th of July and Anis on the 11th of the same month in 1984. Still, although all the stars were aligned, while we were always on friendly terms, we only bonded in the latter years of our high school journey. Anis has travelled to Israel and had returned transformed. He was kinder; more profound in thoughts and words. Later in our professional lives, we met again and collaborated on a number of flagship projects. He had grown into a thoughtful and compassionate man. I've read that in the Bahai faith the soul does not die, it pro...

Anis send this to his brother "In His Tablets, Bahá’u’lláh says that were we able to comprehend the facilities that await us in the world to come, death would lose its sting; nay rather we would welcome it as a gateway to a realm immeasurably higher and nobler than this home of suffering we call our earth. You should therefore think of their blessings and comfort yourself for your momentary separation. In time, all of us will join our departed ones and share their joys." (From a letter written on behalf of Shoghi Effendi to an individual believer, January 13, 1932)

La tradition mystique dit qu’en fin de compte, l’obscurité suivra toujours la lumière. Mais peut-être que notre égarement hors du sentier droit fait s’éloigner le jour de nous... Ainsi, lorsque l’Étoile était sur le point de se coucher et que les ombres commençaient à s’infiltrer à travers les derniers rayons de lumière, je suis resté là, observant tout se dérouler sous mes yeux. À cet instant précis, peut-être qu’avec juste assez de courage et d’amour, j’aurais pu traverser les ténèbres et émerger à nouveau dans la lumière. Mais hélas, je n’ai pas bougé d’un pouce. Je n’ai pu invoquer le Soleil. Maintenant, dans les décombres, je me vois rejeté encore une fois. J’avance dans la boue à côté de visages souriants, tous ignorants de l’illusion. Je tourne en rond, les mains tendues vers le ciel, mais dans la terre natale de la poussière, je demeure. Ô gravité du Soleil, me tireras-Tu enfin vers Ton feu ? Y aura-t-il une fin à cette errance perpétuelle, cet exil et retour incessants ? ...

Mystic tradition say that ultimately the dark will always follow the light. But perhaps our digression from the straight path causes the day to move away from us... So when the Star was about to set down and the shadows were beginning to creep in through the last remaining light, I stood there and watched it all unfold before my eyes. Right there and then, maybe if I armed myself with just enough courage and love, I could have paced through the darkness and emerged back into the light. But alas, I would not move a limb. I could not summon the Sun. Now in the wreckage I see myself thrown again. I wade through the mud next to smiling faces, all ignorant of the fiction. I pace in circles as my hands aim to the skies but in the homeland of the dust I remain. O Sun's gravity, will You pull me closer to your fire now? Will there ever be an end to this egress and regress for me? Is there a way to never depart again and, by the same ingenuity, never have to come back? Perchance one...

"Dans Ses Tablettes, Bahá’u’lláh ditque si nous étions capables de comprendre les possibilités qui nous attendentdans le monde à venir, la mort perdrait son aiguillon ; bien au contraire, nousl’accueillerions comme une porte ouvrant sur un royaume infiniment plus élevéet plus noble que cette demeure de souffrance que nous appelons la terre. Vousdevriez donc penser à leurs bénédictions et vous réconforter face à cetteséparation momentanée. Avec le temps, nous rejoindrons tous nos êtres chers disparuset partagerons leurs joies." (Extrait d’une lettre écrite au nom deShoghi Effendi à un croyant, le 13 janvier 1932)

Anis, My Beloved Friend 11.07.1984 - 26.02.2025 Anis, my dear friend, my spiritual brother —your passing was so sudden and unexpected, and this contingent world now feels ever so different without you in it. You were a seeker, a dreamer, a soul who yearned to pierce the veils of existence, to grasp the mysteries hidden beyond sight and physical senses. With questions and reflections too deep for most to fathom, you walked this earth in quiet wisdom, in search, in contemplation, in devotion, in love with life and its mysteries. You were an enigma to most but to me, you were in many ways a reflection to the hidden yearnings of my own soul. You were a creature of utmost rarity, unique, timeless and grand, more than words can ever contain—more than any measure could define. Whether near or far, you were always near. We have always felt connected beyond time or space; beyond flesh, beyond the miles of this earthly plane... Like you said yourself: "...our shared origins, a bond ...