Pappa was in his twenties when he immigrated to Pakistan in search of a better life. Like millions of other Muslims he too left everything in India and settled in East Pakistan. Over the next few years he worked hard to become an assistant manager in the Adamjee Jute Mills. Little did he know that he would lose everything once again and become a refugee after the 1971 war. But he was a man of strong character and worked very hard to provide for our family. After release from the camps he struggled hard and took many jobs that were below his qualifications just to provide sustenance to our family. The publication of my book on the day before Father’s Day 2020, is my humble tribute to my father. Happy fathers Day!
My Father, Khawaja Qumarduddin
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I was born in East Pakistan, a place far away in the land of rolling hills, green pastures and lazy rivers. But underneath this idyllic