It has been just over two years since my father, Azam Khan,
passed away at the age of 63 due to a heart attack. Even now, the pain of
losing him is as raw as it was on that fateful day. However, as time passes, I
have realized that the best way to honor him is by celebrating his life and the
memories we shared together.
My father was born on January 1, 1957, in a small village in
Pakistan. He came from humble beginnings and worked hard to achieve his dreams.
Growing up as the middle child of nine siblings, my father Azam Khan spent a
significant part of his childhood assisting his father. Despite his hardships
and struggles, my father always maintained an optimistic outlook on life and
held a profound affection for his family.
As he grew up, my father developed a passion for education.
He was determined to provide his family with a better life and worked
tirelessly to earn his education. After completing his studies, he moved to Lahore
in search of new opportunities.
My father's work ethic and determination were an inspiration
to all who knew him. He was a brilliant man and held several patents in his
field. His colleagues respected him and were often called upon to give
presentations and share his expertise.
Despite his many accomplishments, my father never lost sight
of what was truly important: his family. He was a devoted husband to my mother,
and a loving father to me and my siblings. He always put our needs before his
own and worked hard to provide us with everything we needed.
My father's passing left a void in our lives that can never
be filled. However, I find comfort in knowing that his legacy lives on through our
shared memories. He was a kind and loving man who touched the lives of everyone
he met.
As I reflect on his life, I am reminded of the quote by Maya
Angelou, "I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will
forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."
My father made me feel loved, valued, and cherished. And for that, I will be
forever grateful.
Remembering Azam Khan is not just a tribute to my father,
but a celebration of his life and the impact he had on those around him. He may
no longer be with us, but his memory will live on forever in our hearts.
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