A Nostalgia

Me Khaleel Minhaj Amma discussing about old school memories, we discussed about the old neem trees, the old jaali waale classes, mohit sir, baag, the old toilet and water falling from leaves on top, the chabutra at right on the main entrance where minhaj used to wait, science exhibitions, how crow shit fell directly into the water bottle I was carrying without lid, garmai madarsa, those small chigat packets which used to stick in teeth, kairi for rs 2 etc

S/war Ansar Zafar Me

I called Ansar to have semi-dinner at KFC. Zafar then said he wanted me to come to 3 Idiots movie, since I already committed the time to Ansar, I cudn't but go. I asked them all to come to KFC and then we headed to Necklace. S/war left us in tears with his jokes, we could do nothing but laugh our asses out. I shot a video of him covering Love to see you cry by Enrique hhahahahaahah... Highlights were S/war screaming in Ambulance tone, or making out strange sounds to scare people, or stop the bike suddenly at a group of people, get down and act as if he picked something from the road and zoom off.. hahaah that was fun, I love this lathori.

Me and Zafar invented this method to irritate people, we should at our max on road while riding, as if we can't hear. That, we tried the same while Ansar and Swar were there, we were happily shouting at a pan shop until we realized two cops came up to us, we didn't know what to do then suddenly Swar came very close to Zaffar and gestured him to talk louder, hence pretending to be deaf hahahaha

That was yesterday 20 Jan.

Farewell

This is probably the first trip of Chachu where I got so close to him. After discussing all the issues we have at home, he asked me ignore the little ones and try and focus on what's important and that which could be solved. I spoke, he spoke, mom spoke later, felt good. This man is an awesome human being. Mom said to me while he was to leave for Saudi "Sukoon tha Jaffar rahe tak, pareshani nai kuch nai" ... that explained it all. The presence of such a good human being makes everything pleasant. I really felt the value of this man this time. He taught me a lot of things, I didn't realize that even thinking ov ignoring minute problems would make me feel good. We discussed about how difficult life would be there with no family and stuff. And how unwillingly he has to be put there because of the future of his children. He said me while I was on phone (before he came to India)... "Days and years pass with blink of an eye Son, it hurts to miss the childhood of my kids, one day they are so small, at the other they are all grown, I am missing the most important days of my children's life".. the memory almost leaves me in tears. Then we discussed of how he plans to start some or the other business and how they don't have any bank balance and how things are, I pray to Allah that he grants me success and compassion that I can do something for them and for everyone possible, aameen. The day finally came when he is leaving for Saudi and it hurt a lot to see tears in his eyes when he came back after completion of initial formalities, he controlled his tears a lot but when he was about to go back the final time, he couldn't take it, I couldn't take it. The instant I saw tears rolling down, it hurt me very harshly, a thought ran thru my mind, this man is going away from his family for another year, I broke in tears!! Then when he went inside, there were two glass panes between us but we could see each other blurry, he gestured me to take care of his kids, especially faraaz, I again cudn't take it, I broke into tears. Almost half the way back I was crying thinking what is it that he must be going thru, he is a great man, a very very good human being, may Allah give him patience and strength and success soon so that he could spend maximum time with his family. If you read this, please pray for him and also me that I may somehow be able to help him and my family, inshaAllah aameen.

I love him a lot.

Blah

Hoping to make this one my permanent blog. Never managed to manage one anyways.

Right, deleted all the stupid posts from past on this blog, which in itself feels good.

Today, been to an amazing village far from polluted minds and wind, called Sirpura. Walked the fields, felt the breeze, played in the rain et all, loved it totally. Went along with Zafer, S/war, Rizwan and Haseeb. Gota get some snaps from S/war soon.