My name is Abdul Wahab and my father’s name is Sher Zaman. I belong to Kas Koruna, District Mardan, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa. We are two brothers and three sisters. My father used to work, and my uncle would support us as well, but suddenly my father fell ill and got intestinal cancer and got failed in the race for a healthy life. On October 10, 2001, he left this planet forever. And the crown of an orphan was bestowed upon us. Sadly, our uncle could never show his younger brother the way to health by selling his mother, aunt, sister, and daughter’s jewelry. The death of my father was a heavy financial setback for our family.
Initial
Uncle’s difficulties increased because the burden of debts taken for the treatment of my father was very heavy, which forced him to employ his children and my brothers to lighten it. Thus, they were all deprived of education. When my father died, I was one and a half years old. My uncle started to worry about my education after consulting Maulana Inayat-ur-Rehman Sahib’s father, Maulana Fazlur-Rahman Sahib (the imam of our mosque). I was admitted to Al Islah Center on May 28, 2006.Initial feelings:
In the beginning, the memory of my family members like my sister, brother, and mother would haunt me. But I had to fulfill my promise of filling the while with ignorance that had so long been developed at home. The support that was given to me by my uncle in the initial year also ended as my uncle passed away on May 27, 2007, but gradually, the love of the institution did not let me feel the lack of my parents.
Primary Education in the Institution:
On May 28, 2006, I got admission to my first class in the institution and started my Madrasah. The institution fulfilled all my needs. I also passed my matriculation from the same institution along with Nazrah, Tajweed-e-Hifz-ul-Quran, so that I am blessed with the love of my sister, brother, and mother and be able to serve my mother. Although the teachers in the institution were unhappy about my leaving the institution, they were helpless. They let me leave, and I formally graduated from the institution.
Initial conditions at Home:
My family was extremely poor financially. It was impossible to maintain education in such a situation, so I started working at a clinic with a homeopathic doctor to cope with the situation. The difficulties were not over yet when my mother fell ill and attacked by cancer. My mother was treated in the metropolises of the country and thus on October 04, 2017, in Mardan Medical Complex, I was seeing the demise of my mother in front of my eyes. I was deprived of the greatest blessing in the world. The duration of the mother’s illness was four months, while the duration of the father’s illness was four years. In such serious situations, I did not ignore my vision.
When I left home, I had a vision with me, but I was young, then. And the realization came when I was in class sixth. Competitions were started in our school. During a conversation in English with my classmate Haroon Shah, I talked about the future saying I would become a theologian and a doctor, (Insha Allah). In taking the vision forward, my respected teacher Mr. Wali Akbar collaborated hard with me and was also associated with the institution. To carry out the vision, I had to go through various stages. In medicine marketing, I traveled by bike to the hilly regions of Chitral, Dir, and remote areas of the province. I got the DHMS (Diploma in Homeopathic Medical System) degree after four years of challenging work and Alhamdulillah today I am a homeopathic doctor and a Hafiz of the Quran.
Vision:
After becoming a learned doctor, the need to set up an excellent school and college. Current Engagements:
Nowadays, I am creating service under the supervision of Senior Dr. Saleem Shah Afridi and Dr. Noor Habib Mohmand at Takhtbhai Homeo-medical Center and my journey toward my vision is progressing every moment.
Peace be upon you!
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