Mehrunnisa Sharafali Ameeri

I remember, in 1981 I had a severe Jaundice and I was hospitalized for a week. After being discharged I was kept for recovery at Mehru Phuppi’s place . Jamali manzil. Every Alternate day she used to take me to Motilal Vaid for “phoonk”. She uses to cradle me in her arms and Climb up and down the stairs of the building. That was this Great Lady.

She used to do Embroidery, constantly….7 days a week all her life. I have yet to see someone master the art as she had.

Laal Masaaley ke Bataatey. You hear the word and Mehru Phuppi ‘s image Comes Alive . She was an awesome cook but greater was her love to cook for all.

The first time I heard Nazia Hassan was at her place, she was a total music aficionado, and an Encyclopedia of music and movies. We remember her as the Best Story teller. Infact her narrations of the movies were at times better than the movie. Dialogue to dialogue.

She was the Live wire of the Entire family. No Lassan, No Kelanpur was complete without her . Her Latifaas and kissaas were infectious… Where ever she presided Laughter filled the Air. Always Smiling , Laughing… She was Mehru Phuppi. Mehru Phuppi – Epitome of Love, Caring, Laughter and Life. Salutes and Salaams.

Courtesy: Mr. Mohsin Yunus Jabir (Sulemani)