Our love for the father gives us support for every day of our lives for a long time even after they have gone for years.
Prof Dr Zaeem Jaffery of LUMS, who left this world a few years ago, surprised me when he told me in 2000-01 that his father (Syed Hasan Jaffery) passed away six years earlier, and not a day passes when he does not remember him. I could not comprehend the enormity of this till I lost my father (Ahsan Hyder) in 2003.
Matriculation of my father Ahsan Hyder: From L-R: Sitting: Syed Ikram Hyder(great-grandfather), Syed Ab Ghani Hyder (grandfather) Standing: Sultan Hyder (Rummi)-Rasheed Hyder- Ahsan Hyder-Zaheer Hyder-Jarrar Hyder |
It has been 11 years now and not a day passes that I do not remember him. Initially, this remembrance was accompanied by a piercing pain, a pang in my heart and a lump in my throat. However, now this remembrance is more mellowed and contains warmth, softness, and support, as explained below:
Picture Legend:
Picture Legend:
My father Ehsaan Hyder (standing in the middle) with his degree from Aligarh University in 1935 (or was it after his matric?). (b. 1917- d. 2003). Sitting on his right: My grandfather Abdul Ghani Hyder (d. 1967). Sitting on his left: My grandfather's father Syed Ikram Hyder Naqshbandi (d. July 1942 at Siharanpur). All those standing with my father were graduates of Aligarh University. They were his cousins and brother: Standing from left to right: Sultan Hyder (my father's younger brother aka Rummi d. 2001), Rasheeduddin Hyder (my father's cousin and brother in law, d. 2002), Ehsaan Hyder (my father), Jarrar Hyder (my father's cousin d. ~2000s (?)), Zaheer Hyder (Achhay d. ~1952?).