"Sir!" (My grandpa's name). In the hot, humid summers in Pakistan, I hear my grandma yelling for my grandpa. To come eat, take his medicine, have some chai, or just to spend some time with her. My grandpa never fails to treat her like a queen. Not only does he treat her with respect but he has supported her in all of life’s struggles.

They went through a lot together, from dealing with the consequences of the partition between India and Pakistan to smaller, everyday struggles. But what makes both of them so inspiring is their ability to work through all these issues with grace and love for each other and their family.

Though many men in Pakistan believe in worrying about themselves and treating women improperly, he has always combatted this belief and fought against the norm of Pakistani men. He strives to change the stigma around women and make it easier for them to prosper no matter what they do.

My grandpa taught my mom and her three siblings his traits of benevolence. He made himself into a well-known brain surgeon in Pakistan and even worked for the Prime Minister of Pakistan. The respect he has made for himself motivated his children into becoming hard working members of modern society. He showed them that through hard work and compassion, anything is possible.

My mom passed these values down to her own children and have profoundly shaped the person I am today. No matter what I am going through or what doubts I face in my life, I always remember his values and push myself to follow them. Because of this, I give up any self-doubts and make myself stronger.

Recently, I began to have doubts about my future career path and whether the years of schooling would be worth it in the end; however, talking to my grandparents about these doubts helped me realize that no matter what I end up doing, I can learn to love it through the power of positivity.

I was three months old when my grandpa stitched up my strawberry hemangioma ( a birthmark-like pocket of blood vessels). His kind-hearted nature shaped my childhood and teenage years. He has inspired me to have a gentle manner and be careful with my words. As the youngest girl, I have always felt left out whenever my cousins hung out without me. In these moments my grandpa was my savior.He always sat me down on his lap and told me tales of his younger days. If I wanted to play with dolls, he would do that with me as well. No matter what, he continued to make me feel included and at home even though I was halfway across the world from my home.

Through my grandpa's loving actions he has shown me how a man should treat women, kids, and animals. He inspires me to become a better person and make something of myself. He inspires me to treat people, and myself, in a loving manner. He inspires me to forgive.