Mother: A word that can’t be described even if you transform all the wood in the world into a pen and the oceans into ink. You will still go out of words while listing down the characteristics and qualities of this unique angel on earth. On 8th September, 2018, during 4:30 PM in late afternoon, I heard my wife screaming: “ Mustafa rush up, Ammi is not responding! ” That was the time when I was talking to a friend on phone and was asking him to pray for my mother as she was in great pain. When I approached this beautiful angel, all I could see was a lady sleeping peacefully facing Qibla with her eyes closed. Hearing my cry and the cry of everyone in that room, my father and elder brother rushed towards us and they were too taken by surprise. What followed next is something you can all imagine… —-***—- I was about 10 years old when our family migrated from Quetta to Karachi in search of a better living. My father was a hard working lower middle class man with cash of no more than