Dadicate to Abba (Dad)
So many events of saints I have read & heard but till the date I have not mate someone like that in this earthy nations.
Through my father was very respectable & honorable I will not enlighten him in that category due to his clean shave.
He never dressed colorful costume… far away from intoxication… Smoking & chewing the tobacco.
He never denied needy questioners. He supported seekers of supports as well as possible to him. My mom was also his mission partner.
He never casted his students, so he did not apart them to raise private tuitions, risking the discontent of other eminents.
His modesty deal with women & also with his wife was so chaste full as an ancient Islamic culture was.
His tolerance to plains peak of her wife was remarkable.
His salary was little but we were unacquainted to appetite. He himself avoided to eat but fade us again & again by graceful morsels. So it was very easy to use of strike weapon against him to keep him more near.
I don’t remember that he missed conflagration on our first & ultimately last call of asking water to drink.
He regularly covered us at night & sewed the mosquito nets broken into pieces due to our sleep kickings.
Every heart was respecting him so naturally we got respect. No one call us with only plain name. We were enjoying lordship due to his generous behavior.
But…
As I feel, so many times he was improper… no… no… it is my worse opinion.
When my mother rebuked me for want of my study he advised not to scold me. He assure that my son himself will achieve all morals required.
It was binding by conditional promise that he will show me two film shows weekly & when the day of fulfilling arise, my father, a primary teacher, as a righteous bounded to prayer & fast gave me the money, and if not available, after namaz-e-Asr he tried to get a loan & if not got he handed over me his lovely books to sold to dealer of wastage.
There is so difference between the heaven & the earth. Difference between my father & I is more than it.
But…
It is very graceful to me that I am begotten by him… my abba… my dad… Sagar