Abbu Nasar!

Human relations are very difficult to understand right since the times of our prophets to today’s time. Starting with jealousy of Cain for his brother Abel, who ended up killing him, first murder in the history of mankind. Be it the betrayal of Judas to Christ (AS), Musa’s (AS) disciples not desired behaviour after the revelation of the Ten Commandments, the cruel and inhuman killing of Mohammad’s (AS) grandson Hussain (PBUH) in Karbala, and many more… It is never easy to understand what is deep inside the every person you keep a close relation with. The passing of time makes you feel that you can see through flesh what is underneath one person, but actually time will tell you that you are wrong.

My father Pir Nasar Ud Daulah since the age of 4 was raised and brought up by his uncle Pir Hakeem Rashid Ud Daula (Abbaji) who was the younger brother of Pir Amin Ud Daula. Now once you are brought up in a house by default people around you will end up either liking you or getting use to the idea of having you around for some years, and create a kind of fondness toward your personality. In theory this is very much true. Again nature of human relation came across, and destroyed the theory of family, tears apart the main concept of unity breaking every member of the family to different paths. Nowadays, when I think back I realize that my Dad was only loved by his Abbaji, most of the people of that household saw him as an intruder or enemy who is going to take over the heritage left behind by his father. Not actually giving value to the real golden message given by the head of the family at the point in time Abbaji, which was to be united. In the unity is the strength of every family. Think as one and you will be successful.
My dad, who was pressured by the daily life style; and the responsibility of bringing up a family, went to find a better way of life in different horizon, disregarding the values he was brought up with. He did encourage us brothers to follow the path shown to him. We did try to come to get to a point where we could meet with our grandparent and dad’s dream of living together, to a great extent we have a achieve partially the dream of my dad. Unfortunately due to circumstances known to everyone who is familiar with fact of not having a job or a secure future near the one you love, has live on their separate ways.
Today life is not easy for our household. Three of us living our way in London together and our older brother foundation of our family is far doing his life in Venezuela. Even though, we are apart from each other I can write for all of us that the principles giving by our Dad and Mom are intact. We maintain if not a perfect relation, we keep a very healthy communication between us. One day the dream will come true when we all can sit together under one roof and talk about relations without any kind of sorrows at all. Remembering Abbaji a lot.
Love to all.

DiL