This Letter by a Son to his Kashmiri Parents is Quite Heart Touching

As he is going to complete his Masters in Business Administration (MBA), ‘SYED TAJAMUL IMRAN’, a well known Students Activist, writes a letter addressed to his Parents miles away from his home. He resolves to make his dream come true soon In-Sha-Allah.

Dear Beloved ABBU & AMMI,

With your prayers and my hard work am doing my best in my final exams of my Maters in Business Administration (MBA) I feel a little proud while writing this letter to both of you.

I know writing a letter in this day and age seems a little too old fashioned but sometimes, penning down words seem easier than standing in front of you and telling you how much you mean to me.

At this point in my life, I’m considered an adult. Yes, maybe sometimes I don’t completely act like it, but that’s part of life, right? As I’m growing up, I realize just how much you did for me. And, for that, I need to truly thank you – something I don’t think I’ve appropriately done to date.

I don’t know you fully but yes I know something little about you, I know a Couple who has always been on my side in every circumstances of my life whether I was in Kindergarten, school, college, during moonlight or sunlight, during immaturity or maturity, with you and without you I mean in separation with you especially in my worst times. Everything has changed, Time has changed, but throughout my life I have seen no change in your love and support.

Abbu you are the first man that I ever loved. You are my hero. Your arms were the first place where I felt so safe and protected. The smile that comes upon your face when you reckon me makes me feel so cherished and adored.

Ammi, thank you for listening, being able to share with you and show you my vulnerability has been so important for my development as a woman. You have known when to offer me advice and when simply to wipe my tears.

Abbu, thank you for being so strict with your rules that I missed out on some aments that could have led me down the wrong path. For standing your ground when I begged to go somewhere or do something that, in hindsight, could have introduced me to things that would jeopardize my future forever.

Ammi, thank you for laughing at my kindergarten teacher when they said I was going to struggle in life because I couldn’t gallop – for seeing through this bullshit and recognizing I was more capable than what acting like an animal in the hallways “proves”.

I know the movement when I left home before two years with some dreams in my eyes, some goals in my mind, the tearful eyes and pain of separation of my Ammi, the encouraging advices of Abbu, in the hope of a good tomorrow, a rich life, a good name, a well fame and a kind heart.

I know the color of your hair’s has been turned to gray now, you are now among old persons of society and you hope that your son will become the stick of old-age, yes dear you both are right I will become and will never let you down in anyway.

I know the movement when their was a big economic mess, the muddy hut, the nights of sorrow, Abbu’s ill job, Ammi’s support like a wall to whole family, even I know the circumstances in which most of the parents fail in building the career of their wards but you both where their always like the wall behind me and my brother and sister. Apart from shaping my career as being my parents it was your duty you did a lot which I will never, even I can never forget.

Ammi I know you always have told me, “why you have nourishing your old school uniform,” today let me answer as far as I know I was going to school while wearing the same school uniform in the same times when you worked in farms, when ABBU has to travel near about 45 km’s every day to earn a sum of Rs 5000/ month.

I know you both always sacrificed a lot of things including your own comfort for my favorites and that is enough to get that I have been your all time first priority. For me it is simply impossible to estimate or recount the countless blessings you have blessed me with. Yet I remember my childhood days in your lap. I remember all the outings and visits to relatives, friends with you. I remember how I used to follow you to school.

How can I be so grateful unless it is you ‘ABBU & AMMI’! I have seen both of you healing all my pains without summing your gains. I have seen tears in your eyes running down your bewildered eyes. Those are heart breaking Aments for me.
When I was on the cusp of choosing a career, you held my hand and told me to do what I wanted to. The day I got my first job, I still remember you proudly telling everyone about it even though it wasn’t a fancy one.

As days pass by and we grow older, I know deep down inside that no matter how old I get, I will always be your little prince. It took me 23 years to realize that inside that hard, strict exterior, there’s a lovable man (Abbu) who would do anything to see me smile. And it’s only after 23 years, that I realize that in you, I have a best friend.

As I grew up, my needs changed but you understood them without revealing. You bought me a laptop with the best configuration, got me the best mobile phone available in the market, had a bank account opened in my name and had it overflowing with funds, provided me with loads of pocket money for my college and other expenses, were ready to send me to any corner in the world that provided me with the best, held your breath when your son had to attend a job interview and cried with me when I failed in my first interview, ultimately it comes to the fact that you spent your time and money on me, for my well-being.

Well appreciated! Hats off to you! I understand your self-sacrificing nature and an overwhelmed my gratitude for you. In fact all this recollection brought tears to my eyes. Those were wonderful days. I love you loads… I am sure there are other instances that you cherish with better remembrance. You were the ones who showed me what “to love and being loved” meant. You paved my way so well that I wouldn’t be taken by surprise when getting myself exposed to the true world which I believed to be decorated with colors during my childhood.

Abbu, Thank you for telling me what I’m capable of, for giving me the support that I needed to build a dream to chase after. and for believing that I have the talent to reach my goals.

Ammi, thank you for making me realize that I’m worth everything in this world. That I must be treated like a King, and that I should never settle for less than what I deserve.

Abbu, thank you for getting mad at me when my report card didn’t have high enough grades. For making me realize that I can put more time into my work and improve my performance as a result.

Ammi, thank you for getting to know my friends – all of them – to make sure that I was choosing them wisely. That I was continually surrounding myself with respectable and responsible people through each and every phase of my life.
I know as you both look upon me you think that Imran has grown taller but I know that I would never be taller than both of you. Your attitude, love are Unmatchable as well as unbelievable.

I Promise I will do everything to make your dreams come true. Your dream is to see me clambering heights, but Abbu & Ammi my dream is to make your all wishes fulfilled, and provide you every kind of happiness and peace.

If I failed in Reaching to my goals, or if I fail in the journey of my life but I promise that I will be at least a best and a caring son. If I can’t infuse new colors to your life yet I won’t let you down any way.

Yes… yes, I promise, I won’t die till I will give you some big happiness in return to your big sacrifices.

Sincerely,
With endless love from your number-one fan.
Syed Tajamul Imran.

The author is a Student activist, President at All J&K Students Union (AJKSU), Pursuing MBA, With the Dream of Breaking the Status Quo. He can be reached at [email protected].