My Nana Aba is a retired Urdu Professor. He has written some published books, Ghazals, articles and essays. His life is full of adventures. He has met many famous Urdu writers. He is really an idealist. He sacrificed a lot for the sake of Urdu Literature and expects to be acknowledged for that. He is the person who calls himself one of the "revolutionary" minds starting from 1950's when Pakistan was struggling through things. I also agree that he did a lot for Urdu Literature but there are people who did more than him. I will call him really simple because of his idealistic approach. Throughout his life, when people were collecting money from corruption, he stayed against corruption. He is the founder chairman of our local university. For all these things, he is really proud. (that's what angers me)
When he was three or four years old, a doctor told him that his eyes had a defect. He would not be able to see very clearly. His mother, father and siblings thought that he would become a farmer in his local village but he was the first one from his siblings who went to the city, got education and became a Professor and his older brother spoilt his parents money by amusing himself and in the company of flattering friends. My Nana Aba went to the city and educated himself and all of his younger brothers. The person whom people used to call "Bahra" (a person who can't see) although he could see a little fullfilled the wishes of his parents, the wishes his parents had from his eldest brother.
Although with his eyes little defect, he read many books. Along with Urdu literature, he had interest in other English Literature, Philosophy, Psychology, Politics, Sports as well as in Sciences. He has recently told me that he has read HG Wells, TS Eliot...etc..
With all his good aspects, I believe that he has his character's flaws. One of them in my opinion is his believe in social system of classes and the other is his very idealistic approach. He want to see a world full of truthful and honest people. The other thing is that he can't stand without talking. (which is also my flaw which my brother say that I have inherited from him) He has so many friends, lots of friends. He know lots of people which astonishes me a lot.
So that's my Nana Aba. I love him but sometimes I gets very angry at him specially because he is really cares about "social classes" (castes) a lot. He has told me lots of stories about his childhood. I will like to collect them and write a novel but I think that I am not so good at languages yet so I will not be able to describe each and everything.
SleepyWitch, Thanks though I dare say that my novel about Mughal Empire will ever be published but it might....after all it is not impossible.

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