Abdullah and Shoaib are two brothers from South Waziristan who, like other children, stepped into childhood in the smell of gun powder and noise of bullets.
Abdullah’s father departed from them forever, when he was targeted in a drone attack, while he was buying clothes for his children for Eid in the market; and left behind him his eight children helpless.
Abdullah tells his story like this, “After the martyrdom of my father, my family shifted from South Waziristan to Meeran Shah in search of peace. But, there too, we had to face the bullets and gun powder. I was very small but looking at that situation, I thought that I would also become a great commander and would fight, as there was no idea of pen and book in that area.
My mother would sew clothes for the livelihood of our eight siblings. But we did not have any hope of life in those circumstances. Compelled by poverty, one day my mother decided to send me and my younger brother Shoaib to an orphanage (AL ISLAH CENTER Mardan).
We were really annoyed when we were leaving our mother and sisters. But we did not know that this institution will prove to be a paradise like gift on earth from Allah (S.W.T).
I got parents like love at AL ISLAH CENTER. We started our early education in this institute. Now I read in class 7th and my younger brother Shoaib reads in class 5th. We are memorizing the Holy Quran by heart. While in the field of sports, we both brothers, are very good volleyball players. We want to do something special when we grow up. I want to become a doctor while Shoaib wants to be an army officer and protect the borders of the country. We remember our childhood very well, so we have determined that no child should be deprived of education, and we shall spend all our lives for achieving this goal.”
Helpless and fatherless in front of ruthless human fate, Muhammad Ijaz son of Muhammad Ismail (late) directed his little steps towards AL ISLAH CENTER Mardan, guided by one of his neighbors and accompanied by an elder brother and a sister on 8 September 2002.
Let us read Muhammad Ijaz’s story in his own words:
“My name is Muhammad Ijaz. Almost 17 years ago I stepped inside the gate of AL ISLAH CENTER. We were four siblings. My father succumbed to a cardiac failure. Our mother remained our sole mainstay. With our father’s demise, all our relatives severed their connections with us so that we may not ask them for half a loaf of bread.
By then I was 2 years old and my elder brother was past his sixth birthday. In that tender age we could not earn. It was hoped that grandparents would take the burden of our sustenance and education. To our bad luck, they turned enemies and countered all steps that our mother wanted for our education in her most miserable conditions. They had certain stale and embedded stereotypes: if their own children had been uneducated, let their grandchildren fare so too. Our mother was not disappointed. She came to know of AL ISLAH CENTER and requested a neighbor to consign us to the Center on 8 September 2002. For our bright future she could suffer our separation. My elder brother could not bear the painful separation and returned home. I persisted. From 2002 to 2015 AL ISLAH CENTER was my home and its staff my parents. During my stay here, I finished Quran four time with translation, completed Dars e Nizami, did my matric, DAE Civil and then B. Com. Afterwards I worked in many organizations on probationary basis.
By the grace of Allah, today I am working as accountant in the same organization that brought me up. I pray for the health and well-being of all the staff of AL ISLAH CENTER, especially for its Chairman Maulana Inayat ur Rehman that he may continue his noble efforts for the survival of the homeless and parentless of the society.
I am thankful to Allah for enabling me to materialize my mom’s dreams through AL ISLAH CENTER and its administrators.