Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Grandma and Grandpa - My Grandfather, A Man of Respect :: Personal Narrative Profile
      My Grandfather ââ¬â A Man of Respect                      Winds scratch his hands               and his sharp bones               deeply assert               their lineaments.                He stands like a               trembling leaf               on the branch               of an evergreen,               and will not fall.                  (Emmanuel  di Pasquale, "Old Man Timochenko")            This stanza from Emmanuel di Pasquale's poem "Old Man Timochenko" portrays my  grandfather well. My grandfather is a man of respect because he never gave up on  life, not even when his friends and family were burned alive on a train  traveling from East Punjab to West Punjab during the partition of India and  Pakistan in 1947. He immediately understood that emigration from this Hindu  dominant country to a Muslim state was important for his family's safety, faith,  and future. My grandfather was nineteen years old when he moved from India's  Punjab to Pakistan's Punjab; he was able to escape and obtain border passes from  high authorities because his father was a wealthy landlord.            After three days, he arrived in the city of Lahore with his mother, three  brothers, and one sister, but they were shocked when they saw small houses  overburdened with people like fish in a tuna can. The biggest misfortune struck  when they found out that they were not going to be fully compensated for all the  property they had left behind. During this entire incident, my grandfather did  not shed a single tear because he knew that this migration was his family's  choice, and they had to pay a price for a better life. Throughout his life he  valued one thing the most: respect. In fact, he thought of it as a reversible  equation; you give respect and you get respect, and that is what he me  throughout his lifetime.            My grandfather always taught me to respect people regardless of their  religion, status, and color. He said that these are man-made boundaries and  differences, and in order to socialize in this world, one must learn to accept  people in all forms. For example, on the day of Eid-ul-Fitar, a religious day  observed by Muslims, my grandfather would embrace his servants, wish them a  happy and prosperous year ahead, and give them presents.  					    
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