Pa (Abba)

There was a flame of sun in my pa........

So ma used to melt every time by his hot temper.

No escape was to her waxy nature.

I had heard from Grandma...

a bit of tiger's flesh was given as medicine to pa in his childhood. 

That's why mountains stepped back on his bawl.

Even after retirement pa always wore his uniform shirt. 

Neighbours called him 'Havildar sahib'. 

He was a cool shade to all but sweltering noon for ma.

He spent most of his pension on needy fellows but ma kept mum. 

As if ma had placed her heart under the rock. she lowered all time 

her head before pa and I was frightened. 

Pa was beyond my approach. 

A winter night was floating as iceberg........ 

I huddled with myself on a cold bed. Snow was began to freeze inside me. 

Pa was sitting near the ashes. It was so cold that none was in sleep.

At random I felt that someone had changed the weather. 

I saw...................., 

'Pa was covering me with his cape.'

Written By- Parveen Qamar.(in Urdu)

Translated By- Timsal Qamar (son)