Anjali Jasmine Gosine

In the sacred light of Hindu faith, we remember her as a soul of gentle flame, A heart that moved with kindness, and a spirit worthy of honor and name. She walked this world with tender strength, with selfless care in all she gave, And in the lives she touched, she planted hope as steady as a wave.

Anjali was loving in the truest sense, with warmth that welcomed every day, Courageous when the road grew hard, she met each trial without dismay. Selfless in her thoughts and deeds, she gave her light without demand, A rare and radiant soul whose goodness blessed the hearts she held at hand.

She was born beneath the skies of Tampa, where her journey first began, And through the years she carried forward with a bright and purposeful plan. In Plantation, Florida, her earthly path came softly to its close, Yet in the sacred rhythm of remembrance, her spirit surely grows.

Her beloved mother, Dr. Vitra Nishi Gosine, remains with cherished memory near, And in the name of family love, Anjali’s presence will forever be held dear. Her brother, Avi Gosine, carries forward the bond that time cannot erase, For love endures beyond the veil and time cannot diminish grace.

Within the Hindu way, we trust the soul is never truly lost from sight,

For atman journeys onward, guided by divine and eternal light.

May Anjali’s soul be led with peace along the path that sages know,

Where sacred truth and mercy dwell, and endless rivers gently flow.

She found delight in basketball, in motion, focus, and the grace of play, And in blue butterflies and pink roses, she saw beauty in the day. These simple joys reflected well the wonder she could always see, A mind that cherished color, life, and all that lives in harmony.

As one who was loving, courageous, and selfless, she became a blessing to behold, A story written in compassion, more precious than pure gold. Though grief may visit those who love, and tears may fall like evening rain, Her memory will rise in prayer, and in that rising ease the pain.

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail,” said Ralph Waldo Emerson, and in her own bright way, Anjali did just that. She left a trail of tenderness and strength, a living witness to the sacred and the true. Her life, though brief in years, was rich in meaning, and her light remains among us still, A blessing carried in the heart, a prayer fulfilled by divine will.

May Om Shanti rest upon her soul, and may her journey onward be serene, May every memory of her life be wrapped in peace and holy sheen. For Anjali Jasmine Gosine, beloved daughter, cherished sister, and treasured light, Will live forever in the hearts of those who knew her love and saw her spirit bright.