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Dedicated to,

Babaji,

his sons & grandsons

&

All his followers

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THE AUTHOR
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PRELUDE

I had voluntarily taken off on this arduous but migh ly interes ng voyage of

documen ng family history in the last two months, relying on family tree of

Zafaruddin Khan signed by him on 7.7.1965 at Darul khair and the book 'Taming

Rivers' of KB Abdur Rehman Khan's first few chapters and as I went along, many of

my fellow viewers showed tremendous interest and excitement and widely

appreciated my effort, which egged me on to accomplish the task now today. The

work really involved plenty of research work and going out an extra mile looking for

facts and figures.

There is no doubt that since I took the ini a ve on my own and chose to write

it in a story telling format, many viewers enjoyed it tantalizingly, yet did comment

that I was wri ng it in my own surroundings, which I could not deny and did admit,

was true. Therefore, I have formally tled it as history seen through my eyes.

I guess, this should give enough room and liberty for few scep cs to think as

they want.! or go ahead and write it as they see it!

In some cases, I have had to logically work out ages or some events in terms of

me through reference of an actual known figure of me and age and men oned it

as probable/approx.: me of the year.

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Last but not the least, I have no regrets and solemnly submit to The Almighty, to

wholesomely thank Him for enabling me to arrive at the last of the work in hand, as

best as was possible.

MQK

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS:

My thanks to Anushey Samad Khan for forma ng, applying grammar check and

designing the E-book and front tle cover and choice and placement of pictures.
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Sources of informa on

Family tree signed by Zafarudin Khan at Darulkheir on 7.7.1965

First four chapters of Taming Rivers by KB Abdur Mahmooda Begum-Daughter of

Rehman Khan Ferozudin Khan who passed away in
2018 on a aining 102 years in age
and privy to many family elders.
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Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE.......................................................................................................................... 7
SULTAN MOHAMMAD KHAN-FAZALDIN KHAN (1745-1845) ................................................... 7
CHAPTER TWO ....................................................................................................................... 11
KHAIRUDDIN KHAN (1864-1937) ...................................................................................... 11
CHAPTER 3 ............................................................................................................................ 15
EARLY LIFE AT DARUL KHAIR .............................................................................................. 15
CHAPTER 4 ............................................................................................................................. 24
FEROZUDDIN/ZAFARUDDIN LEGACY MOVES ON .............................................................. 24
CHAPTER 5 ............................................................................................................................. 32
SOME HAPPY OFFINGS, SOME SAD MOMENTS ................................................................ 32
CHAPTER 6 ............................................................................................................................. 39
THE FAMILY GOES PICNICKING & THE YOUNG GO ............................................................ 39
CHAPTER 7 ............................................................................................................................. 49
LAST OF THE 'KHAIRUDDIN KHAN' SEGMENT ................................................................... 49
CHAPTER 8 ............................................................................................................................. 52
MOHAMMAD DIN KHAN(1870-1913) AND HIS SUCCESSORS ........................................... 52
CHAPTER 9 ............................................................................................................................. 59
DAUGHTERS OF KHAIRUDDIN KHAN ................................................................................. 59
CHAPTER 10 ........................................................................................................................... 64
PICTORIAL .......................................................................................................................... 64
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CHAPTER ONE

SULTAN MOHAMMAD KHAN-FAZALDIN KHAN

(1745-1845)

The first known elder of our family was Sultan Mohammad Khan, who was born in

1745 and he belonged to AseelKhel Mohmand tribe of Barang area of Bajaur

Agency. When he turned 22, he joined the troops led by Shah Ahmed Abdali

coming from Afghanistan in its march to help dying Mughal empire in their fight

against Marathas in 1767. On return, he stopped at a village called "Islam Garh" in

Gujerat district and took to agriculture as his business. In 1770, Mohammad Hayat

Khan was born to him, who then fathered Qadir Bakhsh khan in 1790. When he

a ained maturity, he decided to leave Islam Garh and migrate to Sialkot in pursuit

of be er livelihood. This is where Amir Bakhsh Khan was then born to him in 1815,

who took to property sale and purchase business. It was then that Fazaldin Khan

was born to him in 1840 at Sialkot. This man was widely known as BABAJI in the

family.

The source of above informa on is the Family tree wri en by Mohammad

Zafaruddin Khan S/O Mohammad Khairuddin Khan(1890-1968) who le it wri en in

his own hand duly signed by him on 7.7.1965 at Darul Khair and further
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authen cated by Khan Bahadur Abdur Rehman Khan(1891-1980) in his book '

Taming Rivers' first few chapters which has been published in 2022.

Both these sources are silent on the years of death of these genera ons, as well as

how they looked and what they did, except the last one. Babaji who died in 1920 in

Abbo abad, and is buried in Kehal graveyard, Abbo abad as DK grave yard was not

yet built.

From the foregoing facts, it surfaces that KB Abdur Rehman Khan(1891-

1980) and his first cousins Ferozuddin Khan(1885-1971) and his brother Zafaruddin

Khan(1890-1968) spent about 30 years of there lives, in the company of their

grandfather Babaji(1840-1920) and they can quote of there at least 15 years of

adulthood to remember how Babaji was like and what he did in his life. The above

cousins did not leave much in wri ng to latch onto except the family tree by the

younger of the two cousins. But KB Abdur Rehman Khan le a whale of a lot of true

facts about Babaji, and I quote him:-

" My grandfather Fazaldin Khan was born in 1845. He was of medium stature with a

ruddy fair complexion. He had a wisp of a beard and thick bobbed hair, dyed in

henna. His most prominent feature was a large aquiline nose under a pair of

dreamy eyes set deep under somewhat prominent eyebrows. He had a dignified

bearing and was o en seen talking to himself with hand gestures reproducing the

dialogues he had had with prominent personali es, during the hey days of his

career.
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Even though he was illiterate, he had an impressive career. From a small beginning

as a labour contractor, he rose to be one of the biggest masonry contractors of the

North Western Railway(NWR). The construc on contract for masonry work of the

famous Lansedowne bridge at Sukkur had got underway. Large and bustling labour

camps were set up in construc on sites. Grandfather was a religious man but was

fond of poetry and music and occasionally invited well-known poets and singers

from nearby ci es to evening soirees. During that period, shiny silver rupees,

packed in sacks, were regularly received at home and stacked away for days in

strong rooms. He had built a double-storeyed mansion in Sialkot town, built many

mosques, purchased serais, and vast tracts of agricultural lands and he had loaded

his wife with jewellery. Grandfather’s eclipse in his fortune was equally drama c.

His next two undertakings were in Jammu and Kashmir and the bridge over river

chenab. They proved financially disastrous, rendering him in heavy debt He had no

choice but to declare himself solvent and lost everything, even his wife’s jewellery

had to be auc oned."

Here KB Abdur Rehman Khan almost concludes Babaji's rest of life with

following words in his book before moving on to his illustrious career in his personal

life in his autobiography.

"Grandfather usually sat on a charpoy facing the lane and would be found

talking to himself. A fakir was his constant companion. Grandmother would laudly

scold grandfather for his idleness demanding that his holy companion.

Grandmother would laudly scold grandfather for his idleness demanding that his
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holy companion leave the house forthwith, whereupon the grandfather would look

on with a tolerant smile ' Leave him alone, he is a man of God'.

Later on, as heard from some other elders in the family, Babaji spent some last

months in Abbo abad with his son Khairuddin Khan before breathing his last in

1920. He is buried in one of the oldest graveyards in Abbo abad at Kehal.

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CHAPTER TWO

KHAIRUDDIN KHAN (1864-1937)

KB Abdur Rahman Khan in his book 'Taming Rivers' at one point writes that

misfortune had befallen Babaji, for him to lose all he had honestly earned, his two

sons were then just ready to take on college life for further studies but were

compelled to leave that dream and instead took to training in engineering design

and go do overseering jobs in Kohat and Hazara. This was just around the year

1884-85 when Khairuddin Khan had just been married and his brother Mohammad

Din Khan(1870-1913) too, both ge ng there first child Ferozuddin Khan(1885-1971)

and Abdullah Khan(1888-1935) resp. Both were just about agesakes while so were

the younger brothers KB Abdur Rehman Khan(1891-1980) and Zafaruddin

Khan(1890-1968). He con nues in his book that In 1899, he went with his father to

Abbo abad, where he stayed with his uncle Khairuddin un l 1904 who was a

District Engineer working directly under the deputy commissioner of Abbo abad

and busy in the construc on of schools and other buildings and embankments. He

got into School along with his two cousins.

Drawing reference from his book as above, lest I falter in mings,

Khairuddin Khan had married in 1883-84 in Sialkot to Bebeji, his wife from Sialkot

whose real name was 'Buddy' because her siblings would not survive and the
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parents in their wisdom named her buddy and yes she did survive and outlived her

husband in living to 1960's while he had died in 1937. This fact is well in my

witness because I have seen and played hands-on-hand games with her as her

hands had a lot of wrinkles and she would prompt many of us to play this game and

turn the spectacle into a funny looking hand on top of hand sight and then she

would giggle and laugh with us.

She had delivered the first two sons Ferozuddin Khan and Zafaruddin Khan in 1885

& 1890 at Sialkot and therea er, the five daughters one a er the other Noor

Khanum, Noor Fa ma, Noor Zainab, Jamila and Aisha and lastly Badruddin who

came in 1907. At the me of Badruddin Khan's birth Khairuddin Khan was 43 years

old, meaning he had good enough years on him. The author of the book 'Taming

Rivers' says that his uncle was a man of sturdy build and sported a thick, bushy

beard. He was a pious man and regularly said his five- me prayers ll the end of his

life. He was of a somewhat impressive temperament like his mother and was

extremely fond of good food. He had used his wisdom in making sure to select both

daughters-in-law from Sialkot to come from families with taller men to improve

upon his genera on to be taller and the ploy had worked well.

I looked intently into the book to read if somewhere there is a men on of where

exactly Khairuddin Khan actually lived in Abbo abad in the mes 1899-1904 but

was disappointed not to find it. However, relying on my mother-in-law, the

daughter of Ferozuddin Khan (1916-2018) who lived for 102 years once told us that

her grandfather Khairuddin Khan lived a long me in the thick of the main bazar of
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Abbo abad not far from where the present sabzi mandi is. It had few rooms above

the shops on the first floor, where a large family with a lot of children all lived

together and at prayer mes, mats over mats would get laid out in all the rooms

and corridors where Mianji(Khairuddin khan’s family nickname) used to lead

prayers and all big and small could dare not miss the same. KB Abdur Rehman Khan

at another place in his book writes of a second visit he had to make to Abbo abad

where his two cousins had opened a general store in the main bazaar and their

business was going well while talking about himself as less privileged he men ons

of his two cousins wearing beau ful wrist watches. He says his elder cousin was 16

then and In fact a married man and then a father already of a daughter Hameeda

born to him in 1905 and a son on his way, Abdul Hamid Khan in 2007. In fact, in the

same year Badruddin was born to Mianji. Both the grand mother and the mother

were in family way in the same year, a no ceable event in the family.

Before Khairuddin Khan turned 60 in 1924 and hung his boots, his both sons now in

their thir es had since the me they had crossed their teens had taken strong hold

of their responsibili es. Especially the elder of the two had steel nerves and was a

true go ge er and had run around to raise a fair bit of capital through one way of

trading or another. He was as strong willed as his grandfather, possibly having

acquired the same posi ve genes. He had pressurised his father to send them both

for engineering as they had the intelligence but not the resources. So a er ge ng a

no for the answer they had set about trading, where they met considerable success

and thus brought their ageing father lot of comfort. They changed residence from
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that house in main bazar to a house called 'Laal Kothi' on the hill behind where

Saifullah Khan is situated. They lived there not for very long. Then he bought a land

on a very prized place on civil lines and made a good sturdy house against severe

odds, as the then Bri sh Raj existed and that road was considered sacred. But his

insistence succeeded and they shi ed in fact to the two numbers of houses they

had built. The two brothers had lot of affinity, care and love for one another and

one day decided to try poli cs for a start and has ly joined Congress and took off

for Bombay to a end a session. On return, they were apprehended and put into jail

but got bailed out and that was, the end of poli cs for them. This, however, gave

the chance to the DC Abbo abad to vacate their residences at civil lines. So they

moved to purchase land on a small hillock at lower Malikpura but someone reached

the court claiming they could not for not belonging to NWFP, having come from

Punjab. The court case was decided in their favour sta ng they belonged to the

Aseelkhel Mohmand tribe of the Bajour agency. So the two brothers paid off for the

land and equally divided among one another, and started to name it Darul Khair.

They shi ed in 1929/30.

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CHAPTER 3

EARLY LIFE AT DARUL KHAIR

Life in Darul Khair in the start was a bit rocky in the hands of a few local

miscreants, living in its near surroundings who begrudged the new arrivals, for no

par cular reason except for their fear of insecurity, mischief or/and hegemony of

establishing an upper hand in communal life. It did not take them much longer to

se le their restlessness and come to peace of mind to end their unnecessary

skirmishes. In later life, as many in the family got into pivotal posts that the dwellers

in the surroundings started to rely and bank on the family references for their

wants and needs and the miscreants slowly began to take the back seat.

Both Abajis in the meanwhile, had not wasted any me in erec ng 4 jointed

rooms in a square form almost in the centre of the land and demarcated the total

property line with almost a six foot wall. Just around the four rooms there were

unploughed fields, up and down with big grass and weeds and a few big and small

trees...with two significant chinar trees close to the centre where the rooms with

n roofing had been built, two each to belong to barre and chote abajis families on

Mount Sarban and mount Shimla sides respec vely. They had a common kitchen on

shimla side and the two families always dined together. Nano( My mother in law’s

close family nick name) told us that they used to be very scared to step out of there
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rooms to go cook food in the kitchen in the dark of the night, such was the vastness

of open land around about. Barre Abaji was fond of ferocious Afghan breed

watchdogs and had one called 'Bagyaru' in those days. The dog used to be let loose

at night as the last thing of the day, a er which everyone knew not to step out, and

the dog masterly marshalled the en re area at night and would be ed up all day

long in the shade of chinars, only handled by barre Abaji. Those mischief mongers

occasionally threw stones from outside and would run away when seen.

My father had told me in many of his stories of those mes that at about

22-23 years of his age around 1930-31, when he was an ace footballer, a wrestler

and a boxer of his me, used to be called up by Abaji to go sort the intruders out,

and he used to happily oblige with the technique of 'dhobi Patra' he had mastered.

With his strong build and agility and being so fast on his feet, he would catch hold

of the swinging arm of the adversary and throw him down from over his shoulder

by kneeling on quick feet, that he would repeat the same with others and no one

could get up from the ground and thus he would take them all and come home. My

father told me he was 148 pounds in weight on his height of five feet eight, and

would put off or put on 1 pound if he would need, for about 30 years at a stretch of

his life...and o en would call me a sissy and a flabby. Of course, he had grown

bulky in later life like how I saw him in most of my life.

At the same me, Barre Abaji had built a tennis court on the ground which

currently houses Sultan Masud khan’s double-storey house, where the brothers

played tennis with friends from outside.

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Shi ing to DK marked the start of many even ul happenings, some very happy

some not so.

Chote Abaji had just married a third me with a very graceful lady who as I recall

gave me special love in the early 1980s when I got posted in Mansehra when she

was pu ng up alone in DK and I used to call on her for long hours and take a lot of

blessings and prayers from her and I always thought that in my subsequent

successful career in life, her prayers, wishes and blessings had a great part to play.

She had told me to recite a dua' Fallaho khairun hafiza, wahuwa arhmr

Rahimeen.....' that I recite even today. She was actually wonderful with everyone

around. Her first child and second, both daughters came in early 30's., followed by

four more daughters and three handsome sons The last was a girl born in 1952.

One very no ceable, dis nct and significant trait that probably travelled way down

in genera ons very strongly from somewhere top of the line, has been the clear

division of one personality and another, way different. One, is the talka ve kind, the

highly sensi ve and roman c with the tendency of inborn poetry in their blood and

prac cal arts also with a love for music and the other category is the almost

opposite, hard core materialis c, few words, quiet and very pragma c.

The year 1935 to 1940 was a very significant period in which a lot of weddings took

place in the families of both the brothers and the en re kith and kin saw a lot of

family extension along with construc on that expanded beyond the original four

rooms. Mainly the centre line of the four rooms extended from either side from
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east end to west end, on either side now dis nctly divided the property to belong

to the two brothers almost in half separately and construc on of rooms to

accommodate newly wedded couples of the three Abdul brothers in the line of

children of Barre Abaji with the three daughters of chote Abbaji namely Sakina,

Saeeda & Ameena in simple ceremonies inside DK premises was solemnised,

bringing first of the line of grandchildren namely Jehanzaib Khan, Farhat and Nighat

into the arena before 1940 was over and the real hustle and bustle had begun. The

construc on of six garages in the outer periphery alongside the road going down

had begun while only yet one car an orange-coloured Dodge with a white top,

owned and used by barre Abaji to and back from the bazaar or a rare trip to

Peshawar. Some rooms had been added that began to house some families with

some passages called ' gallies', which had also begun to emerge. This included the

main galli that made a perfect round between the two por ons, which remained

our imaginary motorway to self-pose as the best cars in town and ran around

recklessly and relessly round and round without rest or respite the whole day. This

was back in the 1950's -60's. We loved that exercise and we were more than a

dozen doing that motorcade gala almost every day and without fail....we love to

remember it even today ( being 70 & beyond in age) when we get together and

remember it in hindsight. ( woh bachpan ke din, kitne ache the din..jo ab yaad

agaye.....!).

Abdul Hamid Khan (1907-1971) known as Aghajan in the family, was a six-footer

graceful man, who would occasionally make an ironic comment at something or

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someone to cause wry amusement..He joined and remained in Batapur Company,

Lahore for a considerably long me a er gradua ng...and returned to DK a er

re rement somewhere in the ‘60s, to start Khan Mining business, that lasts to

today. Sakina (Bajigul in family) a very cutely loving person made his ideal life

partner and both of them were seen as an ideally loving couple. A er the first son,

they got a daughter and two more sons. Bajigul had gone for Haj and on return got

very sick and passed away, while aghajan a er remaining a widower, one day le us

while sleeping in his daughters house in Tarbela.

Abdul Majid Khan (1909-1975) known as Aghaji in the family. Stockily built

like Khairuddin Khan his grandfather. Was a triple Master in Mathema cs,

Educa on and Psychology of children...one of which was from the UK in 1947 and a

gold medalist. Remained a prominent educa onist star ng from a teacher, a third

master and then in the NWFP educa on dep , ended his career as Director of

Educa on. He wore a beard, therea er 1956 or so and was inclined to religion, very

religiously all his life. His name, in verba m linked with iqbal (Bibigul) for marriage

on some earlier mes, was interrupted by KB Abdur Rehman Khan, whose wife

Khanum Phupi had expired about five years ago and he was now too keen to marry

bibigul. When Aghaji was told, he had a care least a tude to the proposi on and so

Saeeda came to mother Qasim Khan as her 4th child a er 3 sisters in January 1950,

with the first child a daughter in 1938...a er there marriage in 1936 or so. Aghajis

demise was very sudden and unexpected and died of one massive heart a ack, that

he could not survive and le us in january 1975. While his wife who was asthma c
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remained almost bed ridden in his life me suddenly as if she had read the situa on

that she had to live especially for her son, became an iron lady and lived long a er

Aghaji had died and ul mately departed in March 1988 while pu ng up with her

son at Haripur.

Abdul La f Khan (1913-1981) known as Aghagul in the family, a five foot ten

inch was the only among the six sons who had no passion to study long and mainly

stuck to business in a le over shop of the two brothers name as 'Khan Brothers' on

Jinnah road in main bazar. His marriage took place with Ameena chote Abbajis

youngest daughter around the same me as Abdul Majid Khan and they got there

first child Nighat before 1940 followed by five sons, the last arrival around 1965.

Ferozuddin Khan had two daughters, The elder one was the eldest among

the siblings. Hameeda (1905_1992) known as Karachi wale Bajigul in the family, was

a classic example of a most simple, sweet and humble person. Her marriage took

place in1929 or just about, with Mian Abdullah (1908-1985) known as Bazda by

every one around. He was son of Mian Ikhlaquddin Kakakhel who was posted in

Abbo abad Police in those days and got acquainted with Barre Abaji and he asked

for her hand in marriage. Abaji obliged. Bazda remained posted in IB, later in ISI ,

Ministry of defence re ring as GSO 1, in Karachi and so Bajigul remained much in

karachi to become known as karachi wale Bajigul. I recall, whenever she would

come to spend some summer months in Abbo abad, she would come loaded with

small gi s for every one. She got her first child, a daughter who died young,
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therea er three sons and two daughters, the eldest a son in 1933 about and

youngest a son again in1945. This daughter preceeded three Abdul sons.

The other, Mehmooda (1916-2018) known as Boboji by most in the family

and Nano by her own children and grand children. She broke all records as the first

and only in the family to cross a century mark. She was very tallented and had a lot

of prac cal Arts in her. She had three daughters and five sons, the eldest a

daughter(1941) and youngest a son (1960). She had the misfortune of enduring the

loss of two young sons, the eldest and the youngest at there ages of 32 and 24

years respec vely, yet spent a very pious and contended life. She lived long enough

to be the heart beat of all her children and grand children. She got into wedlock

with Abdul Hafeez Khan, the only son of Zafaruddin Khan from her first wife

somewhere around 1939/40 in usual Wata Sata style...between the two brothers

Barre and Chote Abajis. She preceeded the three Sultan brothers.

I have always wondered, how Such was the precision in consistency in the

mind of Barre Abaji as if he already knew that 3 Sultans will now come. He looks so

proud si ng in the centre with three on either side in the pics of those days in so

many smart combina ons. The Sultan brothers certainly looked more modernis c

than the oriental Abduls, in there going abouts a bit.

First of them Sultan Mehmood Khan (1917-1989), was stockily built and

medium height five feet and seven or so, who liked to walk as a habit with lted

head, had a very laud voice and was the most outspoken and fairly blunt at mes.
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He had somehow taken on a job as an overseer and finding his younger two

brothers overtake him in engineering studies and landing jobs as SDO's, he shunned

the job and moved to Ceylon(Now Sri Lanka) to do his senior Cambridge where he

le for No ngham in the UK to do his four years engineering. Before going to UK,

he was engaged with a sister of Mohammad Said Khan, the husband of Zubaida

D/O KB AR Khan. However when in England, he fell for an English lady. His and her

parents would not agree for a long me but finally succumbed to the two on

condi on that she will come to Pakistan with her parents, become a muslim and

they agreed. I heard that barre Abaji then sent her a gold ring by simple post and

she got it in England. They came and they were married in a simple ceremony of

Nikah with her new name as Sulma to replace Marjori. We, however s ll called her

Marjori aunty. She was very polite and a very typical Bri sh in her habits and took

very li le me to learn Urdu and also some hindko words. His Walima ceremony as

i heard was jointly held with that of Sultan Daood Khan. Abaji had made his por on

in DK with a speciality of a bay window. In due course of me, he landed a job as

Sdo in Irriga on dep . His first child a son was born in 1951 then four daughters

and lastly a son in about 1970. He died of heart a ack in 1989 and Sulma Marjori

a er protracted illness, in 2015 or so. Two of their daughters and the last son also

expired, unexpectedly rather young.

Sultan Masud Khan (1921-1998) and Sultan Daood Khan(1924-2002), the

last of the two Sultan brothhers chased one another in educa on and one a er the

other wound up with doing civil engineering from the then Mclagen engineering
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College , Lahore (Now the famous UET Lahore) and then took jobs in the C&W dep

of NWFP, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa (KPK) of now, as SDO's both rising to the level of

Secretaries C&W (Top of the line) and going up further as Member federal public

service and chairman Lamec, Vice Chancellor Engineering University Peshawar

respec vely, finally hanging there boots in mid 70's. Sultan Daood Khan was good in

academics and was tutored by Aghaji at Thana, Swat. Both the brothers had

successful arranged marriages with cousins Nigar and Shireen daughters of KB AR

Khan and Zafaruddin Khans resp. Nigar Khala had contracted TB a er the birth of

her second child, a son in 1947 and remained admi ed in Dadar sanitorium but

with treatment of Dr Ramzan(Husband of Zainab phupi) she had recovered fully but

then expired due to natural cause in 1986. Sultan Masud Khan had two daughters

and three sons and Sultan Daood Khan had three sons and one daughter. Aunty

Shireen is living at 92 years of her life at the me of this writeup. Sultan Masud

Khan however lost his younger daughter in 1997., a year before he passed away

himself.
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CHAPTER 4

FEROZUDDIN/ZAFARUDDIN LEGACY MOVES ON

I have managed to cover mainly the sta s cal aspects surrounding the six brothers

this far while overlooking the emo onal side of it, although there has been plenty

of fact spilling at its seems, in a very overwhelming and overbearing way in about

the thirty years star ng from almost the mes of shi ing to Darul Khair, down to

about 1970's.

The brothers uniquely shared one or two things strictly in common. They were very

serious and at any me of day or night, absolutely the no-nonsense kind and very

self centred at the same me. Cannot say they were extroverts but neither

introverts. Something in between. Few but good friends, especially if one brother

had, he quickly became self-centred. Three brothers had dis nctly greater

inclina on towards religion and prac sed it rela vely more also. They were highly

perfec onists with whatever they did and very obsessive and rigid to stand by their

own opinions and have their logic and reasonings. They were hard taskmasters each

of them and dedicated achievers and accomplishers of assigned tasks in there

official domains and remained very well organized and focussed on whatever task

they took on or were given in hand. They had an uncanny knack of doing this

ceaselessly when in job and this promised them mely promo ons, apprecia ons
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and raises. Most of them were very obedient and down to earth sons to there

parents. I recall, those func ons where they were invited and where they used to

enter together, an awe and an aura would set in and they would leave every one

agape, as they stood to welcome them. There such demeanour le a very

overbearing impact.

They almost incidentally shared in common there sleep and play mes.

By play mes i mean, the newspaper reading me or TV watching me or a bit of

chit chat mes with family over dinner or tea me. My this assessment is of the

mes as I had seen them o en in my school me & later, when they were already in

senior age category. They may have been more malleable in their youth, who knows

but I was not there to see them then.

Back in all those days that they and there families were up and about, most of the

summer months DK jiggled with life as every house was occupied and there was no

bar on any one to stay in ones own house all the me. We were free to call on any

house at liberty except at the elders rest and sleep mes. Such was the fun that we

young boys ran amok in gallies without being stopped and the elderly ladies mixed

with one another informally, while very young girls played there chicho dammas

and chupan lukan in open spaces available inside DK and a li le older girls would

arrange and play dramas before a selected audiences.. No stranger could dare enter

DK uninformed.
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Chote Abaji as i recall, o en would come and sit for long hours with his brother. His

three sons from Amman, as she was now called in the family, a very so and

graceful looking grand mother were busy in there educa on at different levels. The

eldest of the three, a very handsome six footer, turned out to be a great architect,

painter a poet and a writer with a published book to his credit and also a recipient

of sitara- e- im az medal from the government of Pakistan in the year 2020 for his

big architectural projects of high rise buildings.

Chote Abajis daughters were married one by one to good influen al gentlemen and

families in the me.

However, his only son from his first wife, Abdul Hafeez Khan (1914-1975) was

famous for his magnanimous generosity (within and outside the family) and his

acumen in small game shoo ng as a crack shot, whose shot making in the air would

seldom give a flying bird a chance to survive. He had done a three year diploma

technical civil engineering course, a er which he served as an overseer in public

works department and remained posted in Mardan, Kohat, Tank , Haripur and

Abbo abad where most of his children arrived and just when his promo on to the

rank of SDO was due, he quit the job and took to Mining business as self employed

and made a big fortune and name for himself. He was by nature a very technical

minded and intelligent person in civil works and helped many of his engineering

cousins in quick solu ons to structural bo lenecks and problems. For young guys

like us in our young days, he was a great company and source of inspira on, to sit

to him for long hours and listen to his countless episodes of spectacular escapades
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in small game hun ng and cri cal execu on of civil works. He was tantalizingly

explica ve.

Besides, other than having remained a Casanova when young, he was also very

daring , brave and big hearted. I recall one me incident, once as he sat watching

the youngsters playing cricket in the ground where tennis used to be played, Bilal

about ten or so in age was si ng next to him while i just stood behind that i saw

the cricket ball coming at lightening speed having been hit by a batsman from down

there bank onto bilals face when in the spur of the moment, Khanlala(his family

nickname) extended his rather thin hand and the ball hit it hard and fell. He did not

even flinch and I recall, if his hand was not there in me, bilals face would have

been blown and massacred. Only God knows, if he had survived the blow. I think of

it in hindsight and o en shiver with the thought, no one especially bilals parents

had not even known there sons life was miraculously saved. Khanlala casually got

up and le as if nothing had happened. The decade 1960-70 saw plenty of third

genera on boys and girls of DK behind Ferozuddin/Zafaruddin Khan, to walk out of

schools to go to college levels. If one starts to count, they will exceed 40 odd for

sure, in different ci es where there parents were mostly located and reaching there

mid careers. Many were good students and some very ardent sportsmen indulging

mainly in cricket, ambi ously represen ng there school or college first elevens.

When put to hind sight, it was very easy to visualize, had they been conscien ously

invested with a full coaching effort and training in the game of cricket, many among

them would surely have made it to the na onal side, as there ini al playing
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standards suggested. Few were actually selected in under nineteen na onal sides to

play visi ng foreign teams in there mes.

Many others excelled in studies to qualify for future engineering or medical

commitments, even management studies and economics and start there university

lives.

This factor caused the a endance in DK during summer months go slim, also as

some families like Sultan Mehmood Khan who had Bri sh wife started to complain

of stomach disorders when in Abbo abad so they had almost abandoned visi ng

DK during summers. Life elsewhere had got most of the others busy and slowly life

at Dk over some years had begun more dismal and thus to lose its commo on and

charm. Winters in any case kept DK's life dull and dreary. It was summers that got it

going for many years and now even that had become less vibrant.

The second genera on had truly become seniors now with plenty of grey in there

hair to show with bent backs, taking smaller parts to show up in gatherings at DK or

outside. DK was steadily losing its lustre. House entrances showing big locks

decora ng the doors, rather than flu ering of same doors., le ng all and sundry

frequently go in and come out. Fewer boys to run there motor cades in gullies

anymore, no girls with there frolics in open spaces and elderly ladies now finding

increase in there back aches and huddled up in beds, rather than si ng under open

skies for chit cha ng every evening. To top it all, two dear deaths also took place in
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this decade Chote Abaji expired in 1968 and Amaanjan some months later that

badly shook nearly everyone.

In a nutshell, i was very sadly a witness to this general decline, se ng in the life at

DK. What made it worst was some families that were almost permanent residents

at DK, le and made houses far away and began to live there in ignonimity of any

knowledge of neighbours near and far, I s ll call them DK deserters, and in heart of

my heart, I pity them at mes, whereas they may be thinking themselves to be over

the cloud 9, living in more pala al houses, but woefully isolated and not knowing

who lives next door and next to next door! First five/six years of 1970's sadly saw

the back of four seniors, bringing as many families to mourn there demises and the

walls of Darul Khair sank further into months of sadness. Aghajan and Barre Abaji

set the sorry trend of choosing the same year to go one a er the other. Abaji

expired rather peacefully without protracted illness in DK and Aghajan had grown

frail and had bent forward as he walked and had gone to spend some happy me

with his only daughter at Tarbela, where on one night he slept , not to wake up alive

in the morning. He thus le a. lot of tears and woes behind ringing for many days

a erwards. Bibigul wife of KB AR Khan also le us around 1979/80 at kashmir hotel

Rawalpindii a er long sickness. She is buried in Islamabad graveyard.

Like it o en happens in the game of cricket where the two batsmen in the ground

make a long partnership and when one goes soon the other one follows suit, it was

Abdul Majid Khan and Abdul Hafeez Khan who then le us one a er the other in

1975 about two months apart a er about four years of partnership, in which me
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no such sad event took place. This had le a much bigger effect as Abdul Majid

Khan's par ng was extremely sudden on 22nd January 1975 (10th Muharram) as no

one had a faintest of an idea that he was even sick that he got a heart a ack on

that penul mate day at 4 pm when the second a ack got him by 9pm and he had

breathed his last in his munshi's arms, and his family reached him at Abbo abad on

that early morning to know he had expired last night at nine. One can visualise how

huge a shock the family must have taken. Abdul Hafiz Khan , who on the other hand

was very sick since few months and Aghaji was looking a er him in some ways,

possibly took his news of departure with a very heavy shock, could not endure it

and le us in March 1975. This extreme sadness in fact prompted the two families

to think of marrying the two children of both of them who had just been engaged,

to turn them into wedlock in month of May 1975 as both of them were equally hit

hard by sadness and will go on to compliment one anothers state of mind. The

groom Mohammad Qasim Khan had graduated as electrical engineering in 1972

and had landed his job in Wapda at Mangla Power Sta on was then des ned to

marry the youngest daughter of Abdul Hafeez Khan.

Many cousins of the third genera on had variedly graduated as engineers from

Peshawar or Lahore, architects from Na onal College of Arts and as economists

with one or two as lawyers and doctors from Khyber Medical colleges around about

the same me who had taken jobs in the government and had spread out in various

ci es. Most of them successfuly and happily married by way of arranged marriages

also. Soon enough, the 4th genera on had begun now to take off in many houses
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with DK further turning into a far cry...only few visi ng for few days as there life

styles had taken a turn to actually become more and more self centric. Kamran

Aslam followed by Bilal khan had cleared the CSS Exams and got into civil services

of district management group and income tax respec vely. Ilyas Masud had been

employed as an SDO in C&W. Four of the six brothers had their houses in University

Town Peshawar. Abdul Majid Khan had le 2 canals of his 4 canal plot with a house

on top of it for his only son and a canal each for two daughters and a canal of land

was purchased for the third daughter at HayatAbad by her brother, a er Aghaji had

le , leaving his will in verba m that was complied.

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CHAPTER 5

SOME HAPPY OFFINGS, SOME SAD MOMENTS

Recoun ng some happy matrimonials of the first of the children of the first three

sons of Ferozuddin Khan like Jehanzaib Khan the first son of Aghajan, a very

charming personality marrying Shamim first daughter of Bazda and Karachi wale

Bajigul in 1960 ge ng the fourth genera on to take a start with one good looking

son and two daughters and then Farhat, the first daughter of Aghaji ge ng into

wedlock with Mohammad Jalil Khan son of Mohammad Sharif Khan and Surya

Phupiji (Janji) in 1962 ge ng smart three daughters and two sons. Janji(late) was

the sister of Mohammad Saeed Khan and both were step siblings to Abdullah

chacha and KB AR Khan. Before i go further from here, I would seriously like to

catch up with some rela onships for the benefit of most of us who have no idea

about. Now, Mohammad Sharif Khan was the real brother of Abdullah chacha's

wife. Wazir Chachi the wife of Mohammad Saeed khan was step sister of

Mohammad Sharif Khan, meaning there father belonging to Sialkot was the same

but mothers were different. Wazir Chachi's real brother was the father of Fazil who

was the husband of Fauzia d/o Mohammad Saeed Khan. Mohammad Sharif Khan

had another real brother who was the father of Akhtar apa, Zahra apa, Nusrat apa,

Asghar, Arshad & Rashid (late...my agesake who died in an accident). If some of us
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have been enquisi ve about how these people are linked up with the rest of our

family....then here is there answer. Jehanzaib khan was then SDO Wapda and

Mohammad Jalil Khan was SDO Irriga on. Both later re red as Superintending

Engineer Wapda & Chief Engineer Irriga on resp: in or around 1990. Perveen,

Aghajans only daughter wss wedded to Mian Rashid SDO civil Wapda at Tarbela. He

was first son of Bazda and Bajigul. He also hung his boots as Chief Engineer around

the same me having three sons. Aghajis second daughter was des ned to find her

marriage as an outcome of Aghajis transfer to Hyderabad, where this family from a

religious fellowship with Aghaji turned up to ask for her hand in marriage to one of

five brother working in Southampton UK. This was in 1968. She returned from

England in 1975 with one son and a daughter and another son that came when she

was back in Pakistan. His third daughter marrying a cousin in 1969. Nighat

daughter of Abdul La f Khan(Aghagul) and Ameena(Baji) ge ng a proposal of a

Colonel (re red) in around about the same me and having two sons and a

daughter as her children. Now, cannot help forge ng sadder events in the years

that followed and those that I have reached out to, now in the current mes.

1978, one of the sad most year. Shakir Khan, the eldest son of Abdul Hafiz Khan and

Mehmooda khanum, who was Cricket captain of Peshawar Engineering College in

the year 1968-69, an off spinner but more dangerous than many fast bowlers in

breaking the noses of many batsmen who faced him and feared as such by all

opponents. He infact would virtually stand and deliver the ball, but his ac on was

such that the ball at the delivery point would make a dangerous flu ering sound
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that alone was enough to scare the batsmen and it would o en unexpectedly rise

from good length and catch the batsman off-guard on his nose. I was also in the

eleven of that team and personally saw many such batsmen sent out on stretchers

profusely bleeding from their noses. A bowler knocking on na onal side, once

himself had been hit on the back of his head while ba ng. He had barely massaged

his head, not knowing what life-taking damage it had already done to him. He had

done his civil engineering being very brilliant in academics,, got the job as SDO in

C&W and got posted in one place then another, then Oghi in Mansehra, then got

married, got a beau ful daughter and years later, one day started to feel losing

strength in his right side...a trouble he did not know for long as to what was causing

him this problem. Then he met a Neorologist at Lahore, who carried out many tests,

and finally found a bone about a cen meter in size in his skull at the back broken

and lted inside towards the brain causing the debacle. The doctor had explained

that some part of the skull always takes incredibly long me to fully develop and it

may take years into adulthood some mes. This bone had developed late in life to

begin to hurt his brain. Thats where the ball had hit him good five years or more

ago. The doctor decided on one of his visits to immediately operate upon him. On

that fateful visit, he had passed by Mangla a night ago having spent with us (he was

my brother in law also). We only knew when he had been operated upon and we

dashed down to actually spend his last two days with him alive. He was in diabe c

coma. The opera on was successful as his strength had returned but the doctor had

not known he was diabe c and he had not taken any measures to guard against this
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oddity in fact a very serious negligence on his part like a criminal offence and before

TV he could do anything, he had slipped into the fatal coma. He died in two days

that followed and we returned to DK in a state of total frenzy, disbelief and chaos.

He had le a daughter of one year or so and one who was born a er his death.

Both are doctors as of today, married with a couple of children and in jobs in Saudi

Arabia and The UK.

The mother, had lost a young son of 32 years, the first bread earner for the family

and everyone’s darling, who passed away in the blink of an eye, while another

grown-up son was then doing a job in Libya and another seeking a job and two yet

very small & schooling.

To top it all, another six to seven years down the line, the youngest son of 24 years

contracted severe sclerosis of liver from nowhere and could not fight it and expired

during treatment in Karachi in 1984 in the presence of his mother already suffering

and fearing the loss of the eldest

My hats off to this mother who endured these two deaths of eldest and youngest

sons, incidentally both her favourite, as if Allah meant to put her through the

toughest trials and tribula ons, but Alhamdulillah she did come up well and met

the same with humility and piety and went on to another 30 years or more to cross

a century mark Mashala and live up to 102, to leave us in 2018. The mid-seven es

saw most midterms get married and begin to strengthen the arrival of the 5th

genera on. It had a cascading effect and the popula on kept growing up and up.
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Shakir, Zakir, Nasir, Jehangir, Qasim, Bilal, Yusuf...followed by many next in line

Idrees, Yunus, Sarmad. good lord this many in almost a year or two.

Lest I forget, some very sad moments too at the same me. Aslam Chachas’s

departure and burial in DK caused Aghaji to mourn his loss with unending tears,

they were bosom buddies when young....an event I cannot forget. I had never seen

my father like that. Then Aslam Chacha was a guy who was so dearly full of life, very

jovial, crisp and wi y. I recall when we were in Hyderabad and the two buddies

were posted there together, he was the chief engineer of Irriga on, and many mes

he would quietly sneak into the kitchen of our house, with us including aghaji not

knowing and we would catch him busy in a long conversa on in Hindko with

Maskina Masi our long- me maid as it looked like he badly missed his local Hindko

and would quench his thirst for speaking his mother tongue in the most desi way.

Then I remember, that he was so wholesomely apprecia ve of small things, as Atya

offered mangoes in the shape of cubes in a jar, he enjoyed and appreciated this

new style of serving mangoes, so cheerfully and loudly. His presence was always felt

in a family gathering by some extra commo ons and laughter, in rejoicing his

pleasantries.

His elder son Kamran, his di o replica in looks and habits, the same jovial and full

of life and wi s with a beau ful wild style of his laughter. He cleared his CSS in

1971, a year before I did my engineering. Daud Chacha used to tell me to clear the

CSS too, as his son also had cleared to land in income tax services where he hung

his boots a year ahead of me as Member Tarrif. Yes, indeed I would have made a
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successful Beurocrat too, but no regrets as even as an engineer i touched the top

rank in the public sector in Pakistan before re ring in 2013. Kamran and I were at

one me posted together on same sta on, when i was Xen Wapda Mansehra and

he was DC Mansehra but then of course he took his mely promo ons to reach the

posi on of Addi onal federal Secretary but missed out on next coveted promo on,

as in the meanwhile his family had shi ed to America and his frequent visits to USA

got in his way of next grade of federal Secretary, so he quit early and le for

America s ll doing well enough in some job as well as business. He helped me a lot

with some pos ng/transfer issues. His younger brother Qaiser my sake, going great

guns in the army as a very smart Major but decided to quit and got se led down in

the USA, marrying a second me with an American and enjoying his three sons

Adam, Michael & Zaki. ( I have not seen him almost ever since). Who knows, If he

had decided to stay, he had all the poten al and appearance to become a general in

the army, who in present mes & scenario is a status way be er than the president

USA. Bano Apa there only sister who in looks is another Kamran is also well-

trenched in the USA.

Their mother Aunty Sajeela was a hear hrob friend of so many including me, into a

lot of social welfare projects on her ini a ve, was a writer and an author of a book

towards the end of her life. She outlived her husband and lived for many years a er

he le and kept moving between Pakistan and the USA. She never missed out on a

wedding func on in the family and was always smilingly there and was widely loved

by all and sundry in the family.

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Maskina Masi, as I men oned is s ll alive, well over 90 years now living in DK as a

living example of how a heavenly soul could look on planet Earth... Reduced to a

small pe t being in size, who reared me when I was almost a toddler....she comes to

me o en and I pick her up as I would, a toddler and enjoy.

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CHAPTER 6

THE FAMILY GOES PICNICKING & THE YOUNG GO

HUNTING AND GOLFING

My transfer and pos ng at Mansehra from Mangla Power Sta on in 1980,

somehow brought a reverbera ng posi ve change in my own life as well as in the

life of the en re family back in DK & around, old and young alike, in the mes that

followed. I had tremendous energy then, in discharging my duty officially as well as

my ini a ves o en touching the family members in a wave of entertainment I

arranged, organized and offered.

I remained Xen Mansehra from 1980-86 & will always call it the hallmark of my

en re career from 1974-2013. in Wapda. I took my careers very tough decisions

plen ly in ignorance of what result it would yield as the labour union stood in my

way and I had to break the shackles with resolve in life and ul mately succeeded

with Allah's help and guidance, I ve men oned enough in my book 'Rising to the

crest' and here I wish to talk only of the fun side of our communal family life at this

me, that had a very strong bearing on our future life as a family.

I am talking of the many families who largely a ended picnic ou ngs that I got

going. Mansehra was the gateway to a lot of scenic places and it came to my mind
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to give the family some good me. So I asked Nasir, my cousin and buddy, to join

me in deciding the venue and menu...so we sat down seriously and very logically

prepared a total menu for the ou ng of about 50-60 persons. We worked it for 0.6

Kg per person and worked out the BBQ & other items, summed up their (material

plus labour) value and divided them between families, collected the funds and got

our favourite chef Sabir kasai sent to the chosen place ...Sharkool for the job on my

pickups being within my domain & so disregarding for it to be any misuse. We

followed in 14-15 cars in a cavalcade rejoicing travelling about two hours or so,

huddled up separately on green hilly slopes among the limbering pine trees and

lively music. Elderly ladies, young girls, boys and men in ample spaces, frolicked

separately and enjoyed and returned in the evening a er partaking the fresh juicy

mu on, fruit and drinks. It was an instant success. The trip was highly liked &

appreciated. I had succeeded in bringing life into mundane DK life and hopes

developed for more of such visits. Then, on popular demand, many such visits came

repeatedly to Sharkool, Thandiani, Nathiagalli, Khanspur and the best part was that

the 0.6 KG per head ploy worked so well to suffice the party that every big and

small tummy had its fill and neither was there any remnant le as waste nor any

desire for more, for which I & Nasir were so happy that these formulae worked as a

reference by many others, as a general rule in communal dining? This con nued in

the me I was in Mansehra and later in Haripur also before this programme became

a distant possibility, as I moved to distant sta ons. I did however feel, i did manage

to keep the en re family of that me in happy cohesion with one another.

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I feel elated and mo vated to think and remember, how my transfer to Mansehra in

1980 ma ered by coming closer to the family and with some ini a ve and efforts

with some implements, in improving the livelihood of the family that existed at that

me, first with those picnic ou ngs involving everyone and then, by chance finding

a way to introduce many of my male cousins to small game hun ng. That came

around by chance when Kamran Aslam one day told me to accompany him in a

partridge shoot to Mansehra outskirts when we were posted together in 1982-83.

He drove the jeep and being a south paw suited for posi oning his gun in his lap

and i with mine on the side seat with driver behind according to his plan. I knew

nothing having never done any hun ng before. Kamran has ly suggested that what

I shoot i get and what he shoots is his. I protested, but in vain. We got on a deserted

road towards Mangloor and spo ed a few on the road and as we stopped they ran

and disappeared below the road. He told me to get out and as we stood across a

hedge they had got into he threw a stone and there flew two. He aimed and let go

two shots one a er the other and missed and then I took and got it to my shock.

Like this, I got two chances while si ng and I connected. I got another flying to my

luck and surprise. He was amazed and started to mock me that I was lying, I had

been shoo ng with the gun before.!

That was the start of my career as a luna c hunter. I did not take long before calling

my other fana c cousins to join the ruddy band. Right the next Sunday and the

next, and all the Sundays that came for years at end. We learnt the hard way, not

knowing the actual me in the years and in the days to hunt, for a start. Hun ng
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was permi ed from March to October only for skipping the breeding season. On

the other hand, In the start a er that shoot out with Kamran, almost every Friday

we cousins would repeat our slow drive on Mangloor road repe vely star ng from

daybreak to day end, ge ng one or a few in every ou ng but tentalizingly reliving

our missed shots and those we would hit the birds with, slowly learning that

partridges come out from there night me lodging on tree branches to the sunny

sides of the fields any me a er 8-9 o'clock to feed ll 11-12 pm before re ring in

jungles and hedges to come to the fields one more me around 2.30-3pm

announcing with them callind laudly, before re ring for the night about an hour or

so before Maghrib Azaan. It took us many months of our crazy shoo ngs to learn

this and many more dynamics about how to shoot them and score be er. There

was so much fun, spice and excitement that therea er added so much to our rather

dull and mundane lives, though it did affect our family lives with this unending new

wave of excitement....that a hunter knows what he feels when he aims at a flying

bird and puts it down. Nothing else gives you the same intense excitement. Ask

anyone who hunts!

There were in the meanwhile some sad events in 1981, 1989 and 1998 when three

of the six brothers Abdul La f Khan, Sultan Mehmud Khan and Sultan Masood Khan

passed away while many fresh arrivals in the 4th genera on staged their arrival in

and around the same me, to their parents like Mian Waheed, Qasim, and Zakir.

Nasir and many others. !. We had almost go en red of doing too much in our

hun ng rendezvous on Mangloor road every Friday for many months when an
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invita on came from Punjab near Gujer Khan where Zakir Khan's boss Qazi Sahib

invited and accompanied us for a partridge shoot

. He was an old mer, a guru in the business of shoo ng, and he introduced us to a

whole lot of new ways of partridge shoo ng that we were then, not at all familiar

with.

He told us to get down and make a line at the start of a field of mustard, grown to

about a foot or less with sca ered yellow blooms and thinning barren spots in the

middle at places. We were to slowly walk, ten feet apart from each other, silently in

a straight line and keep on walking ll the end of the field, where it drops down in a

step where again the other field begins. In one of the stretch of a field, suddely a

covey of partridges flew with a scaring flu er and few of us took a shot and only

one bird fell.Then he explained to us that we have to know when to find feeding

mes of partridges in fields, then to know that without being seen they move in the

field before us as we walk and just when they suspect they are exposed they take to

the air, as this is there way of survival in the wild. And that you have to reach the

end of the field as a must thing to do. So, it was then that we learnt the other way

and be er one at that to learn to go partridge shoo ng. In li le me we had each

one of us become very profficient shooters and would account for very few misses

in the air. Our bag of birds at the end of the day on most shoots started to swell to

30-40 and more and the best of 102 partridges plus 4 deers at Kalabagh, our best

ever score of one day.

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In be er me, we also began to use our influences, as we had cousins in various

departments dealing with one or another chain of followers to show us to newer

places with be er promises of the presence of the birds. One in Pakistan State Oil,

Mian Wahid had greater influence with petrol pumps situated virtually on every

road and every where in punjab and around or one in Wapda, with extended

tentacles. Slowly our march on hunts every where became fluent and easily

available. Our hunts began to take us further into Chakwal, Talagang, A ock, Lawa,

Danda Shah Bilawal, Kalabagh, and many more places. Our travelling me also

increased and some mes we even stayed out few nights as well, in various rest

houses. It was simultaneously great fun seeing new roads, newer places, new

people and newer cultures.

Where now, we had also learnt the yet newer way of shoo ng partridges with

pointer breeds of dogs that also needs its own kind of prac ce. 'parra' as we called

it, we would s ll need to keep the line behind the dog as it had its nose on the

ground sniffing smell of partridges. Once it got the smell, then seeing the dog was

always such a great fun...it would raise front one leg half up, get its tail to become

s ff and s ck it out backwards, with its eyes locked with the eyes of the partridge

inside the hedge that it could see but we could not, shivering with its body in

excitement....good lord, what a splendid sight!!, Many mes i would go on

partridge shoot only to see the dog doing this drill and put on hold my prac cal

shoo ng....it is an all me- astounding spectacle, in real life to see from such a close

distance !!!. Only partridge hunters, in the wild are the blessed ones to see it in real
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life...... Then, one fine day we got an invita on for a duck shoot in the Head Rasul

Lake. It was altogether a different ball game, so to speak. The implements for the

waterfowl hunt were altogether different. Camouflaged waders, camo caps, safety

belts, low stools to sit on, camo nets, duck calls, decoys, Mujos(moveable

decoys)....12 bore 5 shot repeater shot guns and many more.

We were led to the berm of the lake, made to wear the safety belts, descend into

motor boats that took us in water to a growth of bamboo shoots in shallower

waters, where they parked the boat with two of us inside the boat, with each boat

at some distance from one another and managed to spread a sizeable number of

decoys before us in the darkness of a very early morning much before the actual

daybreak. The steel barrels of the guns in our hands were chilling cold with our feet

going numb in the waders. It was the month of January, an ideal me for ducks. Just

as the daylight cleared a bit, we heard the flying wings sound as the first flock of

ducks flew past us in the hazy dark. When the guide started to sound the gree ng

duck call, another flock flew past, this me in a shade clearer in light, then we took

hasty shots but none connected.

That was the start of our first duck shoot in the pit of winter. As the day rose, the

light got be er and what we saw in the sky was flocks over flocks of ducks some in

V-forma on on a height and some circling just above us. With skilled gree ng calls

of the guide, many came gliding down on decoys thinking of them being ducks as if

res ng or feeding in water and before they could judge that they had been faked,

they came in our range and we let go shot a er shot to hear as many thudding
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sounds as the birds hit the water top، that we happily retrieved. We got plenty in

the bag and returned to the berm to call it a day.

We had many such shoots at different loca ons and rivers and lakes and had seen

all the types of ducks, the Mallards, pintails, shovellers, pochards,vidgens and teals.

It had its charm and fun but for the taste, a duck always came as the second fiddle

a er partridge meat or that of chikor, a bird from the same family of partridge but

found in rocky habitats and mountain tops, so a significantly more laborious

pursuit in small game hun ng. In the mes when partridge and duck shoot season

would come to an end, we would get Russian doves, another fine target of a

migratory bird that came in large numbers and we o en brought big bags home.

Once we clung to small game hun ng, taking off in 1982-83 with my ini a ve, we

carried it on, religiously, well past the 21st century along with our other official and

family commi ments , when gradually it tapered off as our work elsewhere began

to take our a en on or age had started to catch up on us. But, we had in the

meanwhile done enough to later remember and relive our past this happily

together.

Probably to have come to us through some gene from some elder, who knows....!!!

I took to golf, when I got my pos ng at Swat in 1989/90, switching from lawn tennis,

which I had taken on when I was at Mangla. Even when I started Tennis I was very

conscious of taking a start with a coach, as I strongly believed in playing any game

like how the book says, meaning with its proper style and rhythm, no fun hi ng
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two sixes with cross-ba ed shots (unbatsman-like style...like mr boom boom shahid

afridi) and on third ball get out and come back to the pavilion, be er be like Zaheer

Abbass, his square cuts or/and Babar Azams drives.

While my tennis was going well, many of my friends were a er me to take off with

golf as they too had dri ed from tennis to golf which I did, on my pos ng to Swat

and instantly found it as the mother of all games. Infact the only game that is

played with a s ll ball...all other games are moving ball games. And that it is a habit-

forming game as the golf ball, almost the size of a chicken’s egg does not come

easily in one’s control. If by chance one plays a good shot, meaning long and

straight. It is almost impossible to replicate the same in ten more shots. In the start,

as you learn the game, it leaves you spell bound and you then speak golf, sleep golf,

eat golf and you drink golf.! Besides, it gives you very nice company and a beau ful

landscape of green fairways, shrubberies, flowers in flower beds, and trees to

watch. So I did not take loñg and got the ruddy band over to start to play golf. In no

me, we took to this ac vity, as religiously as we had taken on small game

hun ng...and now two almost similar pursuits and passions began to get the best of

us...and occasionally as we met a er some me-lapse they mockingly would

gesture to me saying 'hey! You again'. Let’s go for golf !. A er all, I had also got

them to go crazy on the cards game of 'Kanturi', which we also madly pursued, but

thanks God, for rela vely less me.

However, our golf is s ll keeping most of us a very nice and lively company even

a er crossing the 70s currently..while hunts are now eluding us. But I have always
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maintained a parity between a bird hit in the air and a golf ball hit straight and long

to have the same degree of fun and excitement.

During these last few parts, I had li le choice but to delve into some ac ve

episodes among mainly the male folks in the family related to hunts and sports

rather egois cally, as I guess it cannot be denied that I, in person did have some

influence and ac ve part to play to rejuvenate a period and a part of the family that

lived in this me and era, and thus considering these ac vi es to have a

considerable historical value of their own....for genera ons that yet will appear in

another 8 to 10 decades, to know what some of us have been doing and fairly

analyzing that the genes we possess will mix with those that came from up there

and reside in us, will pass on to their folks and that we, of course, are in any case,

good sportsmen and intelligent gentlemen !!!

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CHAPTER 7

LAST OF THE 'KHAIRUDDIN KHAN' SEGMENT

Just as the 21st century started and was in its infancy in the year 2002, the last of

the six tans, Sultan Daood Khan le us silently and joined his lot of the six in the

DK graveyard. Once a symbol of grace when seen together, now as we pass by the

graveyard, we see them as part of the total 46 graves, res ng in eternal peace...to

serve us a fac ul reminder, that we ul mately belong there too.!

The 21st century, otherwise brought the family some good news of some happy

promo ons, that a few cousins deservedly a ained star ng with Mian Farid taking

reigns of Pakistan State Oil as its Managing Director headquarters at Karachi. Bilal

Khan became Member Tariff in the Tax Ofice at Islamabad before his re rement in

2010 and Mohammad Qasim Khan took over as Member Power in the head office

in Wapda House, Lahore in 2010 just before his re rement and finally hanging his

boots in 2013. Naeem Pasha, standing tall as a chosen Architect of many high rise

buildings in the country and winning a coveted award of Sitara e Pakistan for his

remarkable services to the country. Mohammad Abid Khan taking on his coveted

post as the Director General Mines and Minerals to the govt of KPK being a gold

medalist minerals engineer from UET Lahore. Nasir Khan is an architect with varied
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designs of many hundreds of residen al buildings in the capital Islamabad and

many mul -storeyed Schools and Hospitals in Abbo abad. Mohammad Junaid Jalil

Khan from the 5th genera on, already nearing the status of federal Secretary as '

Collector' Customs in Islamabad a er having a ained 9th posi on in his CSS exams.

All of them a pride in their rights for the family and many in the race from the 5th

genera on yet tying their laces.

There already were more than a dozen no ceable poets in English and Urdu in the

family and now a few in recent mes had added to a dozen writers of various books

on poetry, economics and autobiography.

A er re rement, though I got contribu ons from all my cousins, who generously

contributed especially the most by Mohammad Abid Khan and revamped the Darul

Khair's main entrance decora ng it with white fencing and the Mehmankhana (DK's

Hujra) and also the graveyard, which was ge ng eroded with me. thinking it must

have pleased the real master Ferozuddin Khan as I could visualize him giving me his

patent smile.

Meanwhile, our beau ful country has gone through a torrid me since 2020/21 and

has poli cally seen almost a virtual economic breakdown with prices of common-

use items touching the sky with some wrong people in the wrong places at the

wrong mes, with not much freedom to raise a voice and everyone in the country

and the family not ge ng any good news, they are dyingly wai ng for day a er day.
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With this going on and on, today dated 6 September 2023(Wednesday), as I am

about to close down on this document of my family history coming from 1st part

wri en on 14th Aug 2023 I am actually addressing our sons down ten genera ons

below us, who will be hopefully seeing these lines, in their me and era, I can only

hope and pray they have a country of their own. We had ours but did not do well to

keep it intact. It seems to be slipping out of our hands. I assure you those sons, we

as your elders had no stakes in bringing our country down like this. They were a few

who ruled us and have since fled the country.

This brings us to the end of the segment on Khairuddin Khan and his last

descendent Abdul Manan Khan son of Ahmed Yar Khan born on 9th May 2023.
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CHAPTER 8

MOHAMMAD DIN KHAN(1870-1913) AND HIS

SUCCESSORS

He was the second son of Fazaldin Khan(Babaji) coming a er Khairuddin Khan in

the year 1870, and like his elder brother was pursuing school life and reaching the

college level when misfortune struck Babaji, who lost the resources and ini a ves

to make them both con nue for further studies and a er ensuring a training course

in design engineering had sent them to public works department as overseers in

Kohat and Hazara. He too had married young about 16/17 years of age as the trend

was in those mes. From how his second son from his first wife sounds about him

in his book "Taming Rivrs" recently published in 2023, he had interest in doing

business as he sent his sons two mes to Abbo abad to live with his brother who

was district engineer in Abbo abad and whose two sons were doing business

successfully, but his sons were more keen to study further. However, a er a long

s nt in service his last task was the Que ta-Nushki Railway line which had be er

remunera ons and he had returned with sizeable savings as this job promised him

a higher salary. He had resigned from this post a er figh ng a bout of typhoid

which had le him weak, disspirited and disappointed. He resolved to turn a leaf

and start a steel trunk manufacturing business in Sialkot therea er. It made a
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promising start and he started to get a lot of orders but he was an honest man and

was not aware of the devious ways in which business was run and very soon other

business men got in the way to give him colossal loss and he folded the business

and got back in job now near Sialkot. His both sons were very young when his wife

passed away and it was a er a considerable long me a er 1897, that he

remarried. In his book Taming Rivers, he says his step mother had a somewhat

homely appearance but she could not. give him his mothers affec on that he

craved for and he had started to throw tantrums. Nevertheless, Mohammad Din

Khan was blessed with a boy and a girl from his second marriage naming them

Mohammad Said Khan and Surya Khanum known later in life as Janji in the en re

family. Unfortunately, he did not live long enough a er that and peacefully passed

away in 1913 at a rather young age of 43 years.

ABDULLAH KHAN (1888-1935)

He had almost the same early life as that of his younger brother, who had in the

longer run turned out rela vely more enterprising, as also had a longer life too and

had done full jus ce to it, to leave his write ups in daily diary wri ng that his two

glorious sons Farid & Faris Rehman Khan compiled to publish his book by Oxford

press, in aplomb.. a er he had passed away. Unfortunately Farid Rehman Khan too

expired only some days before the first edi on of the book came out and he could

not see the result of the hard work he took despite his sickness that con nued

alongside.
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Anyhow, Abdullah Khan too went through same turmoil’s of Babaji's ups and downs

and like his younger brother had not succumbed to choosing business over further

studies...and went on to complete his mechanical engineering, while his younger

brother KB Abdur Rehman Khan did civil engineering few years later. He was heavily

built and quite tall and also like his father died rather young of 47 years in age. In

the en re family, enjoyed most elderly status and always had the last word and was

acceptable to both sides of the divide between descendants of Khairuddin Khan

and Mohammad Din Khan, living in close proximity in Darul Khair. He is known to

have taken very ill, the second hasty marriage that Zafaruddin Khan had taken on,

and when he learnt about it he forcefully ended it, such was his influence that no

one could dare challenge his decision including the groom himself.

He married Mohammad Bibi hailing from Sialkot, a very innocent and sweetly

personified lady, who outlived him by about 30 years, as I clearly remember having

met her in my young days. She delivered him two daughters, Ismat and Zeenat and

breathed her last a er about 1960, while he had passed. delivered him two

daughters, Ismat and Zeenat and breathed her last a er about 1960, while he had

passed away in 1935 at 47 years of age.

When Ismat Khala was reaching marriageable age, an arrangement had arrived

whereby Mohammad Aslam Khan was engaged to her, for which Abdullah Chacha

had understandably paid off for his higher studies in the UK. Mohammad Aslam

Khan the first son of KB Abdur Rehman Khan was known to be the Casanova heart

throb ladies man of the mes and very wi y and humerous in his traits at the same
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me. As learnt he disengaged himself from this arrangement on return from the

UK. Subsequently, Ismat Khala was married to Sarfaraz Sahib from Lahore, a very

graceful and pious man always seen in black sherwani and white turban. He had lot

of affinity with Abdul Majid Khan son of Ferozuddin Khan as the two o en sat

together for long hours sharing sacred holy talk, whenever he would come to Darul

Khair Abbo abad on a visit from Lahore. Ismat Khala herself was a very tall, upright

good-looking person and had three smart sons Riaz, Arif and Zubair and one

daughter Feroza. Riaz has expired and Dr. Feroza known as Rozy Apa in the family,

has been in the USA since me immemorial. Mohammad Arif, a tall-looking man

has remained MD of PTCL before his re rement and he fathers two good-looking

sons and four daughters all married and with children who make the sixth

genera on, down the line.

Zeenat Khala, his daughter no 2, was married to Malik Fazaldad Khan from Haripur,

who re red as Director of Agriculture in the 60's. She had four sons Dr. Obaid,

Idrees, Shoaib & Ishaq and a daughter Abida. She was a very humble and sweet

person, had developed a hump late in life and is buried in the DK graveyard. Two

sons met un mely deaths, Shoaib in Pakistan and Ishaq in a car accident in the USA.

KHAN BAHADUR ABDUR REHMAN KHAN (1891-1980)

He lost his mother when he was s ll a toddler and was reared up by his

grandmother and a very young father. However,when his schooling began in the

start at Sialkot and midway in Abbo abad, his academic brilliance held his line and
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against his fathers’ intermediary wishes for him to learn tricks and traits of

business, his adamance to carry on with college life and then his civil engineering in

Thomason College of Civil Engineering Roorkee paid the dividends in his career in

irriga on in NWFP, where his saving Dera Ismail Khan from ge ng swept away by

Indus, his onerous work brought him outstanding laurels in Bri sh Raj mes to earn

the reward of tles of Khan Sahib and Khan Bahadur in 1930 and he was hailed as

Doyen of Engineers.

His going about with his job, his managing skills, dedica on in very hard Bri sh me

was exemplary and par excellence, which won him many laurels during and a er his

service in government circles as well as privately among friends and rela ves. He

was an Icon of the me as was Babaji for the some me when he was rising.

His book also tells a lot about his acts of bravery. One most thrilling was his

encounter with a man eater ger in the vicinity of his work site situated on a small

hilly terrain where he had to cross a river on a ferry boat and then return in daylight

as he had to go on a push bike across a bund winding road to reach his company's

rest house. There was a lot of terror as a man eater ger was on the loose and

opera ng in the same area. Since he worked in the day me and broad daylight,

there was no fear or any danger for him. One day , however, he got considerably

late at the work site and when he arrived on ferry boat it had become dark and his

servent who accompanied him on the ferry boat insisted for him to stop over in the

village instead of biking to the rest house as the way was dangerous, in the village,

cholera had already spread out and he did not want to take the risk of infec on, so
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decided to get on the bike. He sped at top speed while constantly blowing its bell

and just as he took one bend, he saw a huge figure of the ger sprawled in the

middle of the road, looking in his direc on upon hearing the bell. It was that spur of

a moment for him to decide what to do, if he stopped or tried to turn back & go,

the beast could pounce on him. He decided to carry on at the same speed blowing

the bell and as he got close enough, the ger got up and sprang to one side and

disappeared in the valley below. He got home trembling with the a er-effects of

what had happened a er a really brave thing to do. On one other occasion, soon

a er his second marriage, one day he was in a great rejoicing mood and took his

new wife out on a car ride to the wild, some far-flung place passing through a

remote village, parked the car and holding hands walked far out to one side with

not a person in sight then he looked where he had le his car, he saw a man in

rough clothes coming head on towards them. He suddenly realized he had done

what he should not have done when he saw his wife loaded with all the jewellery

and his frenzy to come this far out unarmed too. He thought without moment and

turned to face the man who was s ll quite far away but very objec vely coming in

their direc on. He had no choice but to fake up that he was not scared though he

was, and secondly, he stuck his right hand in his pants pocket and struck out his

fingers inside the pocket as if it were the barrel of a pistol. He stood while the man

now fairly visible with a sheet on his head, salwar kameez and chapalis had come

close enough to stand a li le as if examining and possibly fearing counter trouble,

turned back and le without saying a word. He then realized his mistake, averted a
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catastrophe with the presence of mind by being brave, thanked his stars and

hurriedly returned home. This story I have heard from him in one- me chat with

him, by us young kids. He was equally a beau fully explica ve conversa onalist.

His first marriage was with his first cousin, the third daughter Noor Khanum of his

Uncle Khairuddin Khan somewhere close to 1909, to get his first son Mohammad

Aslam Khan in 1910, followed by Saleem, Tariq, Awais as sons and Zubaida and

Nigar as daughters.

He was s ll in service and going great guns when his wife breathed her last. Later

a er a few years, he decided on a second marriage of his choice. She was the third

daughter of Zafaruddin Khan his first cousin. This daughter was engaged to Abdul

Majid Khan...but his request was honoured by all, even Abdul Majid Khan had no

objec on when asked. Iqbal was her name but was called Bibigul in the family. She

surely was pre er than all of her siblings. This marriage was solemnised in 1939/40

a er the birth of Farid Rehman, Faris Rehman, Shahid Rehman, Cyrus Asad Rehman

and their daughter Zarin Taj was born. There are children and in some cases,

children meaning the 5th and 6th genera ons from Mohammad Din Khan, too now

fill the families, ll September 2023, at the me of write up of this family history.
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CHAPTER 9

DAUGHTERS OF KHAIRUDDIN KHAN

NOOR KHANUM (1892 -1931) approximately

She was the first of five daughters of Khairuddin Khan, born to him a er two sons

Ferozuddin Khan(1885-1971)) & Zafaruddin Khan(1888-1968) in 1892/93 probably

and was married to her first cousin KB Abdur Rehman Khan (details covered already

elsewhere) when she was about 16/17 years in age in the year 1908/9 probably, as

her first child Mohammad Aslam Khan's year of birth was surely 1910. There then

followed three more sons Mohammad Saleem Khan, Mohammad Tariq Khan and

Mohammad Awais Khan and also two daughters Nigar and Zubaida in the 39/40

years of her total life, as she had unfortunately become a vic m of Rheumatoid

Arthri s that ul mately took her life in 1931.

Mohammad Aslam Khan(already discussed in details elsewhere)

Mohammad Saleem Khan(Late) and Awais Khan(Late) remained in the UK all their

lives, married and with children. Mohammad Tariq Khan remained a nomad &

moved between UK & Pakistan frequently. Zubaida the second eldest child was

married to Said Khan(Late) Chief Engineer from Charsadda had four handsome

sons(one died) and one daughter. Nigar the second last child was married to Sultan
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Masud Khan S/O Ferozuddin khan with three sons and two daughters( one son &

daughter detail. Awais was the youngest child.

NOOR FATIMA(1896 approx)

She was the second daughter of the total five daughters of Khairuddin Khan coming

a er Ferozuddin Khan(1885) & Zafaruddin khan(1888) and Noor Khanum(1892

approx). Her marriage was solemnized with Qazi Mohammad Azam Khan, an

eminent garrison engineer by profession, hailing from Rawalpindi & known as

Raees e Azam in Hazara in his prime me. He had bought thousands of canals of

land at Khanpur in the company of Wakefield a Bri sh ruler of the area in the

Bri sh Raj mes.

She had three smart sons and five pre y daughters.

The first child was Major Salahuddin Mushtaq Azam (Late), an engineer by

profession, who had joined the army in the Corps of Engineers. He had four

daughters and one son. All married and well qualified. One daughter Dr Lalarukh

died at a young age.

The second son was Maslehuddin Tahir Azam, a graduate of Muslim Aligarh

University and a law graduate. He had three daughters and one son Zarghamuddin

Azam, a re red Ambassador.

The third son of the iconic Dr. Nasiruddin Khalid Azam(93 years old currently)

reputedly well known in the world of medicine, having remained Principal of

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Khyber Medical College Peshawar. He has two sons and two daughters all four well-

established doctors.

Out of the daughters, Rashida Khanum(Late) the first one, whose husband the

sweetly personified Abdur Reman Khan(Late)...both recognized as a 'loveable

couple'. Both are now buried in the lawn of their house where they lived in upper

Malikpura, Abbo abad. Had five sons and two daughters se led in the USA, except

two in Abbo abad. One son has remained an ex-World Bank employee, the other a

doctor with three pediatric hospitals in the USA with one for charity.

The second daughter, Tahura Khanum (Late), is a very enterprising and proac ve

lady as Secretary of APWA. Had two daughters, both very highly qualified and well

placed.

The third daughter is Hamida Khanum, married to Col Tuurk Akhtar(Late) who took

a lot of pride in being Chughtai Mughals by the cast. Blessed with three brilliant

daughters having remained highly placed in foreign service and judiciary before

re rement. Two sons, one a chartered accountant currently working in Australia.

The last of her daughters Durre Shahwar, wife of engineer Abdur Rahim Raina,

se led with her seven children in the USA for a long.

NOOR ZAINAB (1899/1900 PROB)

Tracing back from the actual year of birth of Mohammad Akram Khan(Late) of 1924,

her second son a er Mohammad Habib Khan (Late) was probably born in 1921/22
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and thus her marriage in 1919/20 at the age of 20/21 was 2/3 years younger to

Noor Fa ma(1896).

She had three sons and one daughter. The third son was Mohammad Ajmal Khan

(Late) who remained Chief Engineer of Irriga on. The daughter was Mumtaz Khala,

who lived for more than 90 years and was obsessively always seen in the smartest

a re and hairdos and very so -spoken and sweetly personified. I had o en seen

her, when in Abbo abad in the company of bibigul with matching dresses and

pompous makeup. She had two lovely daughters and a son, all se led in the west.

Akram Chacha had two sons and two daughters. The elder son Nadeem Akram

re red as General Manager in the Water wing of Wapda. The younger one has been

in the USA all his life. He came some two years ago, invested somewhere wrongly,

squandered the same, folded up the business, and le as quietly as he came.

NOOR JAMILA (1903 prob)

She died young.

NOOR AISHA (1904 prob)

She was the youngest of the sisters and most pampered. She was married to one

Ibrahim Sahib from Lahore, a very affluent and modernis c family. She had two

sons and one daughter. Bashir Ibrahim Rashid Ibrahim and Iffat, the daughter. I had
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personally met one of the two sons in Islamabad some me in the 70's. I was

amazed to find him about six feet in height and with exquisite resemblance with

Aghajan and Badar Chachaji.

My mother in law who as I already reported lived for 102 years, had told us once

that her pupil used to be very domineering on visits to DK in those days and used to

be seen scolding one or the other at all mes and that these young girls used to

take a sigh of relief when she would go back to Lahore. The son possibly died of

natural causes but Aunty Iffat had a tragic death in the hands of her son-in-law over

some property issue.

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CHAPTER 10

PICTORIAL

LEFT/RIGHT STANDING: ZAFARUDIN KHAN-KB ABDUR REHMAN KHAN-BADRUDIN KHAN-ABDUL HAMEED KHAN

SITTING: FEROZUDIN KHAN- KHEIRUDIN KHAN-FAZALDIN KHAN-ABDULLAH KHAN WITH ISMAT

FOREGROUND: ABDUL HAFIZ KHAN- ABDUL LATIF KHAN-ABDUL MAJEED KHAN- MOHAMMAD ASLAM KHAN
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FAZALDIN KHAN ( BABA G) KHEIRUDIN KHAN(MIAN G)

MOHAMMAD DIN KHAN FEROZUDIN KHAN(BARRE ABBA G)

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ZAFARUDIN KHAN(CHOTE ABBA G) ABDULLAH KHAN S/O MOHAMMAD DIN KHAN

KB ABDUR REHMAN KHAN

MOHAMMAD SAEED KHAN S/O
MOHAMMAD DIN KHAN
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BEBE G WIFE OF KHEIRUDIN KHAN AMMA JAAN FATEH BIBI changed to Feroza
Begum

FIRST WIFE OF ZAFARUDIN KHAN

AMMAN-SHAHJAHAN BEBE THIRD WIFE

OF ZAFARUDIN KHAN

MUHAMMAD BIBI WIFE

OF ABDULLAH KHAN
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LEFT:FEROZUDIN KHAN CENTRE BADRUDIN KHAN RIGHT: ZAFARUDIN KHAN:

FEROZUDIN KHAN WITH

BEGHYARO
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TITANS- THE SIX BROTHERS 1953

ABDUL HAMEED KHAN AGHA JAN

ABDUL MAJEED KHAN AGHA GEE
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JAHANZEB KHAN S/O A. H. KHAN JEHENGIR KHAN

DR.ALAMGIR KHAN S/O

IBRAHIM KHAN S/O
JAHANZEB KHAN
JEHINGIR KHAN
BABAR KHAN

NADIR KHAN S/O

BABAR KHAN
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MOHAMMAD QASIM KHAN S/O ABDUL MAJEED KHAN

HIS SONS

ALI WAQAS KHAN S/O MOHAMMAD QASIM ABDUS SAMAD KHAN S/O MOHAMMAD QASIM
KHAN KHAN
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ABDUL LATEEF KHAN AGHA GUL

MOHAMMAD ABID KHAN S/O

ABDUL LATEEF KHAN
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SONS OF ZAFARUDIN KHAN

ABDUL HAFEEZ KHAN S/O ZAFARUDIN

KHAN

NAEEM PASHA S/O MOIN PASHA S/O

ZAFARUDIN KHAN ZAFARUDIN KHAN
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SONS OF ABDUL HAFEEZ KHAN

ZAKIR KHAN S/O ABDUL HAFEEZ KHAN

SHEHARYAR KHAN S/0 ZAKIR KHAN

AHMED YAR KHAN S/O ZAKIR KHAN ASFAND YAR KHAN S/O ZAKIR KHAN
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NASIR KHAN S/O ABDUL HAFIZ KHAN

OMAR KHAN S/O NASIR TALHA KHAN S/O NASIR

KHAN KHAN

SABIR KHAN S/O ABDUL HAFEEZ

MOMIN KHAN S/O SABIR KHAN
KHAN
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SULTAN DAOOD KHAN

BILAL KHAN S/O SULTAN DAOOD SULEMAN DAUD S/O SULTAN SARMAD KHAN S/O SULTAN DAOOD
KHAN DAOOD KHAN KHAN
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SULTAN MASOOD KHAN

IDRIS MASUD S/O SULTAN YOUNUS KHAN S/O SULTAN

MASOOD KHAN MASOOD KHAN
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SULTAN MEHMOOD KHAN

YUSUF MAHMUD S/O SULTAN

MEHMOOD KHAN

ADIL MAHMOOD KHAN HASHIM MAHMOOD S/O

S/O YUSAF MAHMOOD YUSUF MAHMOOD
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FRESH ARRIVALS IN THE FAMILY (6TH GENERATION YEAR 2023)

MOHAMMAD HASHIR KHAN S/O ABDUS

SAMAD KHAN

IZHAN KHAN S/O OF SHEHAR YAR

KHAN

ABDUL MANAN KHAN S/O

AHMED YAR KHAN
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DAUGHTERS OF KHAIRUDIN KHAN

NOOR KHANUM(ELDEST)

NOOR KHANUM WIFE OF KB A R KHAN WITH SONS ASLAM, BIBIGUL SECOND WIFE OF KB ABDUR REHMAN KHAN
SALEEM, TARIQ AND AWAIS
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MOHAMMAD ASLAM KHAN AND ABDUL MAJEED AUNTY SAJEELA WIFE OF MOHAMMAD ASLAM KHAN
KHAN IN THEIR MID 30S AND BEING BEST BUDDIES

KAMRAN ASLAM KHAN S/O MOHAMMAD QAISER ASLAM KHAN S/O MOHAMMAD ASLAM KHAN
ASLAM KHAN
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SONS OF KB A R KHAN/BIBIGUL

FARID REHMAN KHAN S/O KB FARIS REHMAN S/O KB ABDUR ASAD REHMAN S/O KB ABDUR
ABDUR REHMAN KHAN REHMAN KHAN REHMAN KHAN

SHAHID REHMAN S/O KB ABDUR

SALMAN S/O FARIS REHMAN KHAN
REHMAN KHAN
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NOOR FATIMA (SECOND ELDEST)

QAZI MOHAMMAD AZAM KHAN AND NOOR FATIMA

NOOR FATIMA WITH DAUGHTERS RASHIDA, TAHURA, HAMIDA & DURE SHAHWAR
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HER SONS

SALAHUDIN MUSHTAQ S/O NOOR DR NASIRUDIN S/O NOOR FATIMA QAZI TAHIR MUSLEHUDDIN S/O QAZI
FATIMA MOHAMMAD AZAM

Azam ladies: L-R: Nusrat Mumani Jan (Mrs. Salahuddin Mushtaq Azam), Rashda Khala Jan, Shari Khala Jan,
Tahura Khala Jan, Ammi, Khalda Mumani Jan (Mrs. Maslehuddin Tahir Azam)
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NOOR ZAINAB (THIRD ELDEST)

NOOR ZAINAB DR RAMZAN HUSBAND OF NOOR ZAINAB

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THREE SONS WITH HER DAUGHTER MUMTAZ

MUMTAZ RAMZAN DAUGHTER OF

NOOR ZAINAB

HABIB AKRAM, AJMAL...SONS OF NOOR ZAINAB/DR RAMZAN