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Mr. Balouch with his grandson———– with his beautiful family

What I am going to share today is a long time back true happening.

I was working as Headmistress in a school. Let me write the name of the school so any teacher or student in that period reads will remember it.

Mr. Dost Mohammad Balouch (late) managed the school transport and looked after the school accounts after he brought children to school. He was a man of substance. He was very dutiful, witty, devoted and respectful jolly fellow. Nobody ever saw him worried or frowns on his forehead. He was a friend of one and all. He had a friendly smiling face. Everyone was his friend and he very cooperative with everyone.

The owner of the school, Mr. Maroof Ali Khan, was a man of principles, composed, serene and caring farsighted man.

The school had good repute in the whole area. Baloch sahib was very punctual and dutiful. He never got late to school neither he grumbled at parents if they didn’t pay his fee on time.

He had a very compromising nature. He made the environment pleasant with his prompt witty answers and light jokes. He had a family of one daughter and 3 sons. His children were well mannered obedient and outstanding students. The entire family was very courteous and civilized.

Years passed working together.  We were all like a family. We shared relief and grief with each other.

One day he brought children to school like daily routine in his coaster van, his children also attended their classes as usual. Nothing strange or noteworthy was there in his behavior. Baloch sahib smiled as his was born with a smiling face. Nobody knew that his father had died the night before and his dead body lay at home. Baloch sahib did his duty religiously like always. After dropping the children back home after school closed, then only he informed Maroof sahib, the owner. Maroof sahib was all care and concern with him.

We came to know about it the next day. This act of his dutiful and loyal nature impressed us all. He was a commendable man.

Baloch sahib attended every happy or sad occasion of known and unknown equally.

One gloomy night he had gone to offer prayers for his deceased parents. His daughter Sadaf was very dear to him and she too loved and cared for him dearly. She called him to know how long he will take more to get home as it a religious feast in their home and every one waited for him to celebrate. Balouch sahib replied that. “My dear I’ll be with you within 10 minutes.”

Minutes passed, but, he was nowhere. After a short while Sadaf received a call from some person saying that Mr. Balouch met an accident. His sons rushed to the hospital. Mr. Balouch lay in emergency department. He had a wound at the back but his face was relaxed and calm as ever.  He had passed away when his children reached hospital. Doctors announced his death.

A very humane human treaded to the highway to heaven within no time. His good nature will always be remembered. People like him are rarely born.

May his soul rest in eternal peace!

Bhai Akbar
Bhai Akbar was a simple honest and God fearing man. He lived in our house officially as a cook but we all respected and cared for him as a family member. He joined us when he was in his thirties and stayed until he got fifty. He had low I.Q so he did what and when pleased him. No one could force him to do anything. In short he was never treated as a servant. He used to drink left over tea and eat left over curry in plates no matter how much he was asked to eat fresh when he came to our house.
He loved children. He was very fond of my youngest nephew Adil. So he carried Adil on his shoulders when went to market. The market was quite far from our house in Peshawar . The guests always left before Akbar Bhai returned.
Akbar would leave everything and anything he was busy in for Adil. Adil was hardly 3 years old then.
Adil’s girl friend had come with her parents. Adil would never go to sitting room unless he wore his best suit and polished shoes. So he asked Akbar to polish his shoes instantly.
Akbar was making roti but as obedient servant he left the roti on the stove and started polishing Adil’s shoes grinning all the time. Roti burnt to ashes. No body could say anything to Akbar Bhai for he wouldn’t listen to anybody but Adil.
He served tea at 5 p.m. every day. Akbar Bhai asked Saba without fail if she will take tea though she refused every day.
My brother’s new bicycle was stolen from outside his office. Though he was an officer in Pakistan Air force but in those times riding a cycle had nothing to do with status. Well, after 20 years the cycle was found by the police—– don’t laughJ the police was honest to dutiful too then.
Surprisingly the cycle was in good running condition.
Children were small. They had their own cycles. So it was decided to gift the lost n found classical cycle to Bhai Akbar. Akbar when told this news he smiled shyly as if a bride was arranged for him. He did not know to ride a cycle so when he went to market he would walk with it. Even if he had to bring ice for the party, he would unshackle the cycle first then walk with it and came back walking with water in the bag instead of ice.
We had a very big house so bought a goat. Children loved to play with it.
It was winter season. Akbar Bhai tied the goat under the shade of a tree where charcoal was dumped. As it was winter so charcoal was not visible.
Next day the goat kept sitting all day. Children came and told this. It was surprising so we elders went to see. The poor goat sat still staring at us. Actually she had wedged in the charcoal. Its body melted the charcoal but the cold night again froze it so the goat was jammed too. It was sheer depressing to see the poor animal in such agony due to Bhai Akbar’s foolishness. Cans of kerosene oil were poured on the goat to let loose it. Then it was taken to shave off her body hair. After that it looked so funny. Akbar Bhai felt it too and abundantly fed her.
Akbar went on his annual leave to his village in Murree. He had saved his one year’s salary to marry during his stay there.
When he came back after one month we asked him about his marriage n bride. What he told us was depressing. His father married the same girl whom Akbar wanted to marry. They spent his savings too.
Akbar was very fond of watching movies. I used to write application on his behalf asking permission from my brother J
Once when going to see movie he dropped his wallet somewhere and lost all his money. So after that incident he promised and asked forgiveness from Allah not to see any movie again. He did keep his promise. He became very religious and prayed 5 times regularly no matter what. Once he made a beggar sit in the sitting room when he was going to offer namaz. Poor beggar was astonished too. On inquiring he said simply that since it was very cold so he made him sit inside. It’s difficult to find such pure innocent people like Akbar Bhai now. His character was unmatched. He was dead honest. May his soul rest in peace. Amen.


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