Anecdote from life with Abdul Haleem Brohi
On a day like any other, we the girls
were all busy studying as if that was what we were created for. Mummy came
inside the room and told me to make two cups of tea and give them to Baba who
was sitting in the drawing room with his ‘friend’. Willy nilly, I made the tea
and knocked on the drawing room door. The door was open leaving me partial view
of the insides. Baba came to the door, said “Thank you ma.” and took the tray
back in the room. By default, I saw the profile of
the guest as I turned towards the kitchen. The glimpse of the guest piqued my
curiosity and I ran to mummy to ask her about Baba’s guest.
The profile of the guest was beautiful: Fair in color, chiseled
jaw line and short, graying but well trimmed hair. I was so impressed by the
sight that I believed my famously infamous father had a foreigner woman
interviewing him. So, confident about this new happening in our life, I admired
my modern Ma who was so undisturbed by all this interaction going on in the
drawing room.
Mummy was not amused at my question, “Who is Baba sitting with?”
Her reply was just a name, “Zaffer Ali Shah”.
I went back to my studies and that was that.
Recalled by Romana Shaikh
(Brohi)
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