MY STORY…
MY STORY…
Ever since I was very
little creativity, has been part of my existence, passionate existence. The
other was reading, and writing. I would be daydreaming travelling in my
thoughts to far, away places.
Clouds as my vehicle
and my pillow! I would be transported into my magical utopian world of imagination.
The drudgery of homework and daily monotonous affairs of the days was put aside
to escape through the secret door of my dreams.
These fascinating
journeys of imagination derived its inspirations from the classic’s story book
of my childhood who can forget those classical Hans Christian Andersen classics
fairy tales of long-gone days. They kept me mesmerized with their wonderful
colorful illustration, interesting tales, beautiful princess charming dashing
heroes and perfect …. ending quote and
“They lived happily
ever after.”
Making us want to
believe that one day after a hard time living. The Cinderella’s, Snow Whites’,
Sleeping Beauty’s, Rapunzel’s, of real-life would be rescued from getting lost
in the wicked world.
The end pages of our situation
in dilemma could bring chivalrous knight, the wise king, the handsome Prince
charming riding the perfect horse in shining armor to rescue us from the
danger, for that happily ever after effect.
Other all-time favorites
stories were from the book “One Thousand and One Nights”, sometimes known
as The Arabian Nights…. The unforgettable Aladdin and his lamp and that smiling
Genie….and many more.
We all go through our
childhood enveloped in the world of love and protection of fairy tales, and
make-belief world… Only to grow up and realize that in real life is a lot
different!!!
Prince’s charming has
lost their charm, hair, and gallant ness in their youth due to pressure, stress,
and competition in today’s world. Princesses of nowadays
need Botox treatment to keep up with Barbie look.
Wolves are not seen in
the forest anymore they are living a lifestyle in real-world garbed as human
beings living among us, driving, and wearing designer clothes and car. The
queens and stepmothers are not the only one who are cruel mean wicked ….and
tyrant in nature.
Sometimes make us wish
that we had never grown up…. the magical days of our childhood would stay with
us forever.
Some Historical Facts
About Me!
Excerpts from my book ‘Home is where your Desi Dil is’
My great, great
grandfather from father side travelled from the Arab world through the Khyber
Pass in caravans…millions of moons ago.
History tells us how
Caesar crossed the Rubicon with his men, how Muhammad Bin Qasim crossed the
Arabian Sea.
Hazrat Gareeb
Nawaz [Rahmatul Laah
Alaieh] the famous Sufi Saint of
India travelled on foot from India to Madinah to make his famous spiritual
journey.
Sultan Muhammad Fateh
of Turkey crossed with his armada the strip of land to reach the Famous Bosporus
and conquered Constantinople [Istanbul]
Tariq bin Ziyad sailed
across the Strait from Ceuta landing at the southern point of the Rock
Gibraltar the famous rock on the Spanish mainland which still bears his name
Jabal-at-Tariq in Morocco.
Ibne Battuta a
Moroccan scholar, traveler who is known for the account of his travels and
excursions whose journeys lasted for a period of nearly thirty years. These and
many other migrations and journeys are recorded in the diary of history pages.
My father side of the
family known as ‘The Saadat’ migrated from the Arab world travelled in caravans
through the mountainous route of Afghanistan, hundreds of years ago and settled
in “Uch Sharif” located 75 km from Bahawalpur in Punjab province, of Pakistan.
After briefly staying
in Sind, they later settled down in Uttar Pradesh state of India, Muradabad in
a place called ‘Saadat Colony’ for ‘Saiyyids’ After the 1947 war of
independence my ancestors migrated to Karachi. My mother side
ancestors migrated from Afghanistan/Iran area to settle in Datia Jhansi near in
India. During 1947 war of independence my great, grandparents migrated to
Karachi Pakistan where my parents got married and settled here.
I was born in Karachi
and after spending my early childhood in exotic Ceylon [Sri Lanka], beautiful hilly
Chittagong and the great historical Lahore Punjab. I migrated to the United States to settle in Crown Point, a
small town in Indiana minus the crown…to add the favorite quote to my life
chapter…and they lived happily ever after.
The told and untold
unexpressed dilemmas we have all faced and continue facing the challenges we
have to live ..as immigrant is what this sharing all about.
The distance covered
by these migrant ancestors were no doubt great…and no comparisons as the
travelling those days was strenuous, tiring, and challenging.
But migrant like me
and many others who, crossed seven oceans, couple of continents, in a different
civilization religiously, culturally and literally alone to settle deserve, at
least an acknowledging nod if not a notable place in history, along with other
historians…. excerpt from my book.
Home is where your
‘Desi Dil’ is…
Presently living in
Virginia …musing the moods of life as life goes on…









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