Delhi Terror Attack: Emotional Rift Over Victim Mohsin’s Funeral — Mother’s Grief, Wife’s Plea, and a Heartbreaking Compromise

The funeral of Mohsin, a Meerut native who lost his life in the Delhi Red Fort blast, turned into a heart-wrenching tale of love, loss, and human emotion. When Delhi Police brought Mohsin’s body to his home in New Islamnagar, Lohi Nagar, on Tuesday morning around 7:30 a.m., grief quickly gave way to a painful standoff between his mother and his wife.

It took nearly six hours before the final rites could be performed — not because of formalities, but due to a clash of emotions. On one side stood a grieving mother who wanted her son buried in Meerut; on the other, a devastated wife, Sultana, who wished to take her husband’s body back to Delhi — the city where they had built a life together.

Thirty-two-year-old Mohsin, son of Rafiq, had moved to Delhi two years ago with his wife Sultana and their two young children, Hifza and Ahat. He drove an e-rickshaw near Jama Masjid to support his family. But on Monday night, fate struck cruelly — he was killed in the blast near the Red Fort. His identity was confirmed through his driving license, and police informed the family soon after.

Funeral Procession Halted Amid Tension

When the police brought the body to Meerut, the entire neighborhood was engulfed in sorrow. The mother insisted on burying him in his hometown, while the wife pleaded to take him back to Delhi for burial. Tempers flared, and by afternoon, the situation became so tense that when the funeral procession began, police had to stop it midway due to the wife’s formal objection. The standoff turned chaotic, with relatives and locals confronting the police, forcing them to return the body home.

A Mother’s Heart Yields to a Wife’s Love

Later in the evening, Sultana arrived from Delhi, inconsolable and drenched in tears. Standing before her mother-in-law, she spread her dupatta and pleaded, “Ammi, please let me take my Mohsin back to Delhi.” Her emotional plea moved everyone present. Overwhelmed with grief, Mohsin’s mother, Rafiqan, finally gave her consent, whispering through tears, “Go, my daughter. Take him.”

Around 5 p.m., Sultana left for Delhi with her husband’s body. The lanes of New Islamnagar fell silent as the hearse disappeared from sight. Inside the house, Mohsin’s two little children kept asking one question over and over again — “When will Abbu come home?”