This 79-year-old author was born in a family that had to migrate from its native place, D.I.Khan (North-West Frontier Province) at the time of partitioning of India in 1947, to settle in Delhi. With a blessed and pleasant spell of family life for 57 years in the company of wife, the consequential growth of family taking newer forms through children and grand-children, providing  an  in- depth experience of a married life, he seems to convey that he enjoys placing before the readers at least something to know from a different perspective, Through his literary fictions.He studied, grew and developed and worked for livelihood in Delhi. Having retired as teacher after working in various schools of Delhi Government, he turned to practicing as an Advocate in Delhi. He believes writing fiction in English is his  passion. By now, he has authored five  novels; and the work on the sixth one is in progress.

He maintains that his faith in the existence of the Omnipresent, Omnipotent and the Benevolent has capacitated this `di’abled` person TO USE SIMULTANEOUSLY ALL THE TEN FINGERS OF HIS HANDS, TO WRITE, WHEREAS THE NORMAL PRACTICE FOR WRITING REQUIRES THE COMBINED USE OF JUST THUMBAND THE ADJACENT FINGER TO HOLD THE PEN FOR WRITING. Thus, he is thankful to His Grace, in coming to his aid in making this humble author express his feelings before the readers at large.
General Information:

My beliefs:


Endowed with the personality that always remains inclined towards the truest secularism, I cannot afford to prefer one religion over the other. Therefore, it is not a difficult task for me to interact with a person of any faith. I cannot skip from my tract of `humanity before religion`.

Being a firm believer in the existence of a `Supreme Power`, denoted by a variety of nomenclatures, I can adjust with followers of any mainstream of faiths.  Even an atheist or an agnostic would not be treated as hostile at my hands, because I perceive every person as a human being before anything else. Nevertheless, it would be safer to understand me if the person keeps in mind that I am exposed to only those mainstreams of religion as practised in India.


The Principles of Life (dear to my heart):

(Formed on the basis of The experience derived through interaction since the childhood, with my parents, siblings, other kin around, my teachers, friends, schoolmates; later on with my pupils, my colleagues, friends, neighbours, co-travellers in a public transport, my clients and my colleagues at Bar and last but not the least my friends at coffee house etc; and also gained through learning at various levels through books, mass media, direct observation and self introspection)


1.     All human souls deserve `due respect`, as and when they come into my contact.

2. While comparing self with others, I rate my personality as `an average person`, because I always consider self to be at a little higher scale, only here or there.3. As I am aware of the fact that I can achieve all that is essential for leading a respectable life, without elbowing others, therefore, I have never conscientiously entered into any competing fray, during the last 66 years of my life. Even the laurels of once topping the successful candidates at the University examination was bestowed on me by His Grace, without input of any additional effort on my part.



Me amongst others


I love to float, as I have never dreamt swimming; surely, I won’t sink, it’s my belief. I have learnt this fact about self, only through introspection. I continue to pray for this type of life ahead too, come what may. With this type of attitude  at hand, I seldom find myself at unease with the presence of any person, around.

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