On my 70th birthday last year, our son Saqib gave me a gift. And I just finished putting finishing touches to my next book. Don’t be impressed. It is a book anyone can write, and by that I mean anyone: your spouse, your siblings, your children, your anyone.
Read moreA Military Father's Gift
A cadet at the Pakistan Military Academy
“Daddy, Javed hit me,” I said to my father… I was six, or not quite. Javed was the neighborhood bully, a skinny, wiry boy, probably just a year older than me. .. “Don’t come crying to me. Go back and hit him.”
Read moreA Keepsake From My Father
“When I am gone, you can publish them,” Daddy said to me.
“I want to publish them in your lifetime….There is no benefit to you if they are published afterwards.” I choked on the word ‘afterwards.’ So began the work of organizing Daddy’s memoirs