Salmaan Taseer was of Kashmiri descent on his father's side.
He was born on 31 May 1944, in Simla, British India, of a family hailing from Amritsar. His grandfather was a peasant named Mian Atta ud Din. His father was Muhammad Din Taseer, popularly known as M.D. Taseer, who was born at Ajnala, Amritsar in 1902.
M.D. Taseer, a Professor at M.A.O. College, Amritsar, obtained his PhD in the United Kingdom. He was a close friend of Allama Iqbal, who officiated at the Nikah ceremony between him and his wife, Christobel George.
Salmaan Taseer's mother, Bilqis (Christobel) Taseer, an Englishwoman, was the sister of Alys Faiz, a writer and poet, who was herself the wife of renowned Urdu poet Faiz Ahmad Faiz.
M.D. Taseer died, aged 47 years, in 1950, when Salmaan Taseer was six years old, and Salmaan and his two sisters (one of whom was Salmaa Mahmud Taseer), were brought up by their mother, in relative poverty.
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