Our grandmother was the youngest and only sister of eight brothers. But none of his brothers reached a long and natural life, some died in infancy, some in childhood or boyhood, some in adolescence. In the end, there was only one brother left, so he too left at a young age. Only grandmothers reached old age, so in the same environment of death and funerals and being the only daughter, she was very fond of her parents. When she was ten or eleven years old, according to tradition, their relationships began to come, some of them from remote areas. The grandmother's parents wanted a son-in-law to be found at home so that the daughter could be in sight at all times. But since this was not possible, they were also rejecting very good relationships. He could not afford to marry his daughter, at least in the neighborhood. Then luckily a suitable relationship came from the neighborhood and thus the marriage of the grandmother was arranged at the age of twelve and the parents breathed a sigh of relief that the daughter did not go far.
Nana Abba was a matriculate of his time but he preferred his personal work to his job. He was a very good and skilled tailor and later over time he became an expert in Sherwani. Well, when the marriage was just a few years old and they had four children, they had a great opportunity to try their luck in the far-flung city of Karachi to earn a good income in their own field. He did not want to deny it and decided to go. He wanted to take his wife and children with him, but Nani's parents made a fuss, "Why do you need to go so far?" Your work goes well even in a small space here and we married our daughter to you because she will be close to us and in front of our eyes. If we had to be sent somewhere far away, what a lack of relationships we had that were better than you. If you have to go, go yourself. We will never send our daughter with you. And the quarrel escalated so much that the parents brought the grandmother and their children home. Nana was also a bit stubborn and angry. He didn't listen to anyone and left alone.
And then the situation became such that Nana could never come back again. Deleting all these details, we end our writing by mentioning the tragedy that Nana and Nani remained separated from each other for about eight or nine years. Even more tragic was the fact that one of their daughters died of a contagious disease during this period, while a son was born eight months after Nana's departure. Eventually, Nani's parents sent her to her husband. Whose unjust and unjustified stubbornness had ruined the life of his own daughter and had orphaned the children in the life of the father. In this whole case, of course, the most oppressed character is Nani Aman, who was not even asked what she wanted. Every woman wants to live in her house with her husband, but neither men nor parents understand this. Well, now there is no one in the world. May Allah have mercy on the drowned?