The Struggling Devotee
From the Blog sonyarehman *By Sonya Rehman* I’ve always had a bit of a shaky relationship with faith. While I don’t come from a very conventional family, I do remember this one particular Qari saab who’d visit our house a few times a week to teach my brother and I the Quran. We would call him Maa Saab – he was a small, petite man, very fair and clean shaven with small features. He looked Parsi. Maa Saab was from Delhi, his family had moved to Lahore after partition. He was very different from other teachers, infact he was quite mild, well-mannered and soft-spoken. Also, he wasn’t a creep. My grandmother really liked him, and since she was from Pune, and like him, Shia, she thought he’d be the perfect teacher for her grandchildren. Maa Saab always carried a little cloth pouch with him. Seated at our dinpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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