from “Alone to Alone” by Hasan Askari published 1991
He has left his home and children. He wandered like a prodigal father in search of another family, another home. His secret was hidden from himself.
His children, now grown up, often wondered about their father. He was a mystery to them.
He would have stayed at home but it was so destined that he should leave causing so much pain and misery to himself and to his family. His children hardly knew him.
He loved them though far from them. He believed that all things were near in love.
His youngest son often visited him. There was some deep bond between them however unexpressed.
“You speak so clearly and fluently while you are in the company of your friends” his son once said to him, “Whereas when I am with you, just you and me, you become self-conscious and talk superficially which is almost non-speech.” It was that evening that all of a sudden he felt that he was renewed deep from within. His son’s remark had demolished his shyness before his son. He felt that they were now brothers.
After a couple of days he told his son an old story relating to how a son initiated his father into an esoteric order. Once a visitor called and said to his father, “I have come to see your son. May I know where he is?” His father replied: “Do not call him my son. I am his son!”
Once his son asked him about the strange titles of Fatima. “The strangest of them all,” he said, “is Umm-e-Abi-ha” meaning, “the mother of her father!”