Askari Raza Malik In Chicago, youngsters hung around after the weekend Quran class. The chat turned to boasting. One said his grandfather was a justice; the other said he was a retired Air Marshal, and the third bragged about his ancestral house being statelier than the Presidential palace. The fourth one quietly murmured, “I am the grandson of the Holy Prophet (P.B.U.H).” A pin-drop silence followed as everyone knew that he was a Sayyed. A highly regarded Sayyed scholar addressed the same class the next day. He said being aRead More