The funeral of Pakistan's greatest novelist and the author of "Sad Generations".

There were only fifty or sixty people at the funeral, greetings were exchanged, Maulvi Sahib prayed and people started looking left and right in search of relatives for condolence.

The deceased had only one son, he was in London, and he could not reach Pakistan in time, so there was no one to be separated from, people waited for a few moments and then left one by one due to the heat. felt,

When the burial time came, there were only six people in the cemetery, including Mustansar Hussain Tarar, who were the dearest friends of the deceased. They were there, the other person was the deceased's publisher, who had been publishing his books for the last two decades, so it also stopped there, and the other four were domestic workers, who wanted to support him till the end.

The body was placed in the grave, Gurkin sprinkled the grave and thus the journey of the greatest writer, the greatest novelist of the country came to an end.

Who was it? It was "Abdullah Hussain".
Abdullah Hussain About whom we can say, Pakistan produced only one novelist of international level in 68 years and that novelist was Abdullah Hussain.

Abdullah Hussain was born on August 14, 1931, in Rawalpindi, their real name was Muhammad Khan.

In 1952, he took up the pen and created a masterpiece of the Urdu language called "Adas Naslon".

"Adas Nasleen" is the most wonderful novel in Urdu to date. This novel was written by Abdullah Hussain at the age of 32. The President of Pakistan Ayub Khan gave him the highest honor of literature "The Adam Ji Award" at the age of 34. 'Given

He shifted to Britain, stayed in Britain for 40 years, wrote two more novels during his stay in Britain, created two novels, and also wrote dozens of short stories, Abdullah Hussain also wrote a novel in English, all these short stories, all these short stories. And all these novels are masterpieces.

He was suffering from blood cancer, and he continued to fight the disease until he died on July 4, 2015, at the age of 84 in Lahore.

Relations with Begum were strained, she remained in Britain.

The son lived in London, he could not come to the funeral, Attaul Haq Qasmi informed his friends, thus fifty-sixty people attended the last rites of the greatest writer of the country, this tragedy is also related to the tragedy of the death of Abdullah Hussain. It was a big tragedy.

We can learn two lessons from this tragedy, one for us common people and the other for the state. We, people, are very unfortunate, we always leave family behind in the pursuit of work, fame, and wealth, we continue to build careers, and gain fame, and the sun of this race continues to melt the wax of our family even when When life comes to an end, we have nothing but a few memories of melted wax in our niches.

I know countless people who couldn't enjoy their children's childhood because they were saving money for their children's future.

When the children grew up, they invested their entire savings and sent the children out for higher education. Wherever the children went, they did not return from there, and so their funerals were read by the employees and the employees buried them.

I also know people who died after collecting fame all their lives and they had no loved ones, relatives or friends at their funeral, nor those who in life used to kiss their hands and have their hands on their palms. He used to take autographs.

I have also seen people who took their family out of the country for peace, justice, happiness, and contented life, finally came back on their own, the family stayed there and when they died, the children got no leave and no flight...

And I am also aware of such people who were full of pride in their lives, who lived their lives as a symbol of power and fame, but when they died, no one came to their grave for ten years. No one even lit a lamp on his head

Therefore, the first lesson is, you should never keep your children, and your family away from you in the name of education, employment, work, fame, power, and security so that they cannot attend your funeral and your graves. Follow their footsteps for ten years, and you will know the reasons for your intellectual decline and the intellectual rise of the western world.