Enjoyed many visits from beloved Mrs Vaezi during our Intensive Program of Growth at Onkaparinga. She offered her unwavering love of the Faith, sharing prayers, and full support every time,  before we ventured on our outreach in neighbourhood. 

She not only was supporting Onkaparinga Baha’i community with community building activities, but also tutoring Ruhi books at Marion, where my family and friends were attending & no doubt much more. Many precious memories with her for  all of us.

Her enthusiasm and energy was exemplary. She is much loved & will  always remembered for her dedication and love of the Faith and her gentle smile.

Praying for the progress of her beloved soul and for the comfort of family. ❤️❤️

Rarely have we met a person so detached from this physical world and so committed to service to the Cause of God. She was already an experienced pioneer when we came to Cameroon in 1976 and 78 respectively, and we followed her lead as she organized teaching activities of various forms. She was tireless and totally devoted. We admired her husband Kiumars too as he supporter her with equal devotion and commitment. Together they made a team that was truly divine. Their departure from Cameroon was a true loss to that beloved country, but she continued to serve tirelessly in her new home as we knew she would. She was truly Baha’u’llah’s heavenly angel on earth.

I met Vajiheh a few weeks after arriving in Cameroon in January of 1975. From the beginning she embraced me as a younger sister. At that time she lived in Mamfé or nearby (I can’t remember), in a very small, humble house. I remember once when I visited her, colorful lizards ran in and out of her front door, but she didn’t seem to be bothered!

In July of that year a few of us, young female pioneers decided to take a road trip through Nigeria, Benin, and Togo to attend the International Baha’i Youth Conference in Ghana. That was over 50 years ago and you can imagine what the transportation system looked like! That trip was an experience that I will never forget. During all the years I knew Vajiheh, she was a great example to me. She radiated the love of Bahá’u’lláh in her demeanor, smile, and her gentle voice with total humility and embraced all who crossed her path.

Our prayers accompany her noble soul on its journey in all the realms of God🤍🤍🤍🤍

As a fellow Baha’i pioneer in the Cameroons, I would occasionally meet Vajiheh at teaching conferences, the National Convention or when our families visited each other , as we lived in different cities of Cameroon. I was particularly struck by the way she expressed her thoughts when teaching the Faith. It was done with complete humility and utter kindness, as if she was offering a precious gift to everyone. She followed to the letter the following words from the Holy Writings of the Baha’i Faith,

“Consort with all men, O people of Bahá, in a spirit of friendliness and fellowship. If ye be aware of a certain truth, if ye possess a jewel, of which others are deprived, share it with them in a language of utmost kindliness and goodwill. If it be accepted, if it fulfill its purpose, your object is attained….. A kindly tongue is the lodestone of the hearts of men. It is the bread of the spirit, it clotheth the words with meaning, it is the fountain of the light of wisdom and understanding.” – Bahah’u’llah

May God envelope her in His mercy and grace as she makes her eternal journey in the Heavenly Kingdom.

Around the mid 1980s, I and a team of many young students, (Bongayi Justice, Ngum Christopher, Abongwa Gabriel, Kiven Sheidu, Martin Fusing, Masanje Elijah, Eric Barah, Edward Wirsiy, etc) meet the Vaezis in our village, Tobin, situated in the building division NW region of Cameroon. The family was composed of Khanum Busurg, Kiumars, Vagiheh, Martha and Lessan. Khanum Busurg was commonly known as Grandmother Tobini. She spoke little English but was very communicative in her manner and approach.

This family incorporated us young students all into there daily routines. Some of us were privileged as our homes were in the same neighborhood as their residence. We had morning devotion with the family before going to school. On Wednesdays there was the best ever moral education classes in Government Technical College the school Mr Vaezi served as a mathematics teachers. On Fridays youth gatherings were program from 6:00 to 7:30 PM. This was a type of weekly fireside meetings with thrilling topics for study and discussion. Weekends were spent visiting near by villages on teaching trips. During such gatherings their living room was always full of students. Mrs Vaezi Vagiheh thought chemistry in GBHS Kumbo. Her teaching method assisted many students to succeed in chemistry during their final examination. This family introduced a table tennis game for distractions.

Mr Vaezi built my capacity in running a cycle style machine in their home. We used it to produced great quantities of documents needed by the Provincial Teaching Committee (PTC) and other activities we had in the North West. This helped me to even know my village better.

Mrs Vaezi Vagiheh was an ABM and appointed me as one of her assistants. She greatly assisted the assistants to the ABMs in building their capacity for service. During some school vacations we went to Bamenda the provincial headquarters for Baha’i meetings.

This family settled in Ngaoundere afternoon teaching the Faith in Nso. From there they went to Buea before leaving for Australia. They have settled in several villages in Cameroon for the seek of teaching the Faith.

We will miss her so much and pray for the progress of her richly blessed soul in the all the worlds of God

Isaac Leh

Vajiheh lived a full life devoted to God, kindness, family and people. She lived an interesting life and she clearly had life transforming skills that had a positive impact on the people she came in contact with.

I didn’t know Vajiheh for long, however I have the privilege of having spent time with her in her last few months cleaning her home. 

Before me I saw a frail, gentle, kind and always happy lady. When I asked “how are you today Vajiheh”, without fail her reply would be “today is a good day”. She was a glass half full person who oozed with love for people and deep appreciation for anything I was able to do for her and Kiumars. No matter the illness, Vajiheh always declared her love and respect for her husband Kiumars and God to me during my visits.

This world would reflect heaven on earth much clearer if we just had a whole lot more people like Vajiheh around us to say “Khoda hafez” (God protect you), as we kiss each other’s hands goodbye when we say our farewells.

Goodbye dear Vajiheh, rest in peace. You have lived a meaningful and good life filled with purpose. You will be remembered lovingly by your family, friends and the community.

May the gentle soul of Vagiheh, who taught and inspired us and grandma (my mother), and supported us in our physical, material and spiritual education, from our childhood/primary school age, rest in perfect peace; and, may her soul continue to progress, as she meets with grandma (my mother) in the world beyond, in Abha Kingdom.

I remember her so much from presents she always brought to us, as children at the time, and to the family as a whole. She gave me an additional name “Mashiyat” (which is the translation of my first name, and happens to be one of the Baha’i Months, “The month of” Will”, that is “God’s Will”

She wrote my “New Name”, on a new exercise book, which she offered to me as a present, along with some writing materials. This I can never forget. May God bless her, as we say prayers for the progress of her soul in the Abha Kingdom.

Vajiheh, a lady whose life evolved around the The Faith that brought her out of her native country, Iran. The cradle of the Baha’i Faith.  The latest Religion of God to Mankind.  

In the eighties God in His infinite mercy guided me to this wonderful World Religion through the all loving family of The Vaezis. I got nurtured spiritually by this family that eventually became my family. I spent Two years plus with them and became a son to them. 

To illustrate how Vajiheh’s thoughts and actions were always to see how the message of Baha’u’llah could be shared with others, I like to share one thing she told me that I will never forget. She was so moderate in her life that she will go to the the market for second hand clothing and select some clothes from there. One day she came back with some and called me to measure some and take if I like them.  While there she showed me some, saying « this is for visiting authorities ». This was the garment she will wear to go and talk to the authorities about the Faith. That was Vajiheh. Even buying food she will think of what contacts will eat when they come for a Baha’i meeting. 

Their relocation to Australia kept us out of sight but not out of mind.  I had to name my son Kiumars, if I had had a girl she could have been Vajiheh,so that this union remained forever.  As Baha’is we know that death is a messenger of joy. Now that you are with the  Concords on high. We will pray for the progress of your soul and supplicate God to grant you infinite mercy.  For Kiumars, Martha and Lessan, we share in your (our) loss. A Dieu mama.

Prior to our wedding, my opportunities to get to know Vajiheh were brief. At the time, her son, Lessan, and I were living in Haifa, Israel, serving at the Bahá’í World Centre. I spent a good amount of time with my soon-to-be father-in-law, Kiumars, when he visited us shortly after we decided to marry, but with my future mother-in-law, Vajiheh, I had only a few video calls and one short meeting in person. I remember feeling a little nervous—people often say you “marry the family,” and there is no shortage of jokes and horror stories about mothers-in-law. But my worries were completely unfounded.

From the very beginning, Vajiheh embraced me wholeheartedly as her daughter-in-law. She made me feel that she was proud of me and genuinely happy that her son had married a white Australian. Her joy, I believe, came from her deep conviction in the oneness of humanity. While many Persian families hope their children will marry within their own culture, she delighted in the fact that both her children had chosen partners from different backgrounds. She was especially proud that Lessan and I met at the Bahá’í World Centre—the spiritual and administrative heart of a Faith she cherished and had visited many times. Even as her memory began to fade, she would recount the story of how we met and married with such pride and happiness, as though discovering it anew each time.

Although she would have loved for her family to live close by, she always understood our reasons for living elsewhere at various times—whether it was our desire to continue serving the Bahá’í Faith or the need to be nearer to my own family. She supported us with a generous and gracious spirit.

By the time I truly had the chance to know her, her memory was already beginning to decline, and so our conversations were sometimes halting or difficult. At times she would say things that were unexpected or confusing, and she found it hard to connect with our children, her grandchildren, though she tried and genuinely loved them. But through it all, I could always feel the purity of her intentions. Her kindness, her pride in her family, and her loving heart were never in doubt.

Although I didn’t know her in her prime, I am deeply grateful for the legacy she leaves—her joyfulness, her sincerity, and her prayerful, devoted heart, as well as her courage and determination. We will carry her stories forward and share them with her grandchildren, whom she loved so dearly, so they may know the beautiful woman who helped shape the family they belong to.

This is beautiful prayer chanted by Dear Vajiheh

https://youtu.be/XQIdjBreavE?si=YsccwlKGXYzRJ64U