Kaise?

Tere pehlu me bihre hue balon ko suljhau kaise,

Teri khusbu se mehki sanso ko rok pau kaise,

Kaise chhodun mai tumse ye dil ka lagana,

Teri palko me thehre khwab ko behlau kaise,

Tujhko khud se, khud se tujhe tod pau kaise??

When things go out of hand,

When moments fall like sand,

When nothing seems right in the world,

Call me, I'll be there for you...

When you feel sad and low,

When life gives a deathly blow,

When there is no where to go,

Call me, I'll be there for you...

I'll be there for u, As long as my Heart lives,

I'll be there for u, even if my breath tiffs!!

Saath

Teri jhukti palko ke beech... mere chehre ki parchaayi nazar aati hai,

Tere hathon ki lakeero me... mere saath ki gehrai nazar aati hai,

Aaj bhi dikhai deti hai dhalte sooraj me teri tasveer,

Teri baaton ki mithaas me... Meri yaadon ki angdai nazar aati hai...

A love that stays long after we are gone!

Though belonging to today's generation, Im pretty emotional when it comes to my family and friends. They paint the silhouette of my life with the vibrant colors of love, happiness and care. The story I'm going to share is of my friend and me. The uniqueness of it is the kind of bond we shared and the kind of connect I feel, whenever I think of her.

It was my first day in college. As I entered the chemistry class, I saw everyone seated. Apparently, I was late. I started looking for a vacant bench, suddenly some one said, "here. Come and sit.". I looked up; there she was, sitting with a charming smile and looking at me. I felt so good among strangers. I took the seat and finished the lecture. Then I said to her, "thanks". She said that it was ok and that’s how we started talking. Two hours passed and time flew like winds.

That’s how I met Rachel. She had an aura of earthiness and a charm that made me completely under the spell of the sweet friendship we shared. We started sitting together for lectures, lunch and even bunked a few sessions together. We would partner with each other for the projects and even discussed our lives. It was a perfect friendship. There was no trace of jealousy when she overtly talked to other girls or I. we understood each other perfectly and had complete freedom for each other. Time moved swiftly.

She would help me through lectures, practicals and exams. During my final year, I was not able to attend most lectures, as I started preparing for MBA. Rachel would ensure, I get all the important updates about classes, experiments and projects. She would call me up twice a week to tell me about college. Whenever I could, I attended the sessions and she would again sit by my side and help me mumble answers, incase I was asked any.

She was the most wonderful person I had ever met. Subtle, sober, sincere and sweet...she was everything. I again moved out of my hometown some 200 miles away, after getting selected to complete my MBA. I would never forget the day when I was at college to get my B.SC. mark sheets, how proudly she told everyone of my selection. I was amazed to see how beautifully she celebrated my happiness. We remain connected through calls while I was away. Again I returned back after a year, to finish off my summer internship, when I got another chance to meet her in person. Apparently it was June and the "birthday month" for both of us.

On second was my birthday. She was the first to wish me and we met in the evening after I returned from the office. We chatted for good four hours and shared everything about my MBA, college, work and she told me of her masters’ degree and new college-mates. Being in the same city was such a big relief!

On eighteenth, just two days before her birthday, she called me up in the evening, trying to fix a venue for her birthday. We finalized one and as usual, I was looking forward to meet her. Next day was an off from work, so I lazed around and played video games with my brothers when the phone rang again. It was Rachel. I picked up. The voice on other end was not hers. It was her brother. He said that Rachel was no more- No More!... I simply didn't understood. I told him not to fool me. But his voice was broken and had a lump. I simply held the cell phone away from me. My brother on looking at me called MOm. She took the phone and talked to her brother. He confirmed the same thing he told me and said they are about to perform the last rites. Since, I'm her best friend, he thought I should see her one last time. My mother kept the phone down. She died of an accident.

I was traumatized, tears covered my face, my eyes were red and I could barely speak. I cried... I cried like hell! How could it happen? It was unbelievable. My mom told me, we had just an hour to drive to her place and see her. I somehow gathered myself and set off. We reached her place in forty-five minutes. I saw her mother and brother crying bitterly. I went inside. There, clad in a snowy white cloth was the sleeping body of Rachel... looking as serene and sober as ever. For once i thought she was asleep and would get up any moment. Then after sometime they took her. I touched her feet, carefully, not to hurt her or wake her up...Just to tell her that I was there. I hope she could feel my presence.

After coming back from her funeral, the days, which ensued, were the most turbulent ones in my life so far. Till date, whenever I remember, I still see her smiling at me, forever willing to help me. Sometimes when I close my eyes I feel her presence surrounding me. Sometimes, when I'm low, I imagine her and feel a composure covering me. I know she is there, somewhere...looking at me and smiling!

Through her, I came to know...where the real connection is...Love stays long after we are gone... Like she stays with me till date!

Reluctant Relationships

In today's fast paced world , where relations exist no more than for social acceptance and for fulfilling the societal lingos, the youth has surely forayed into an oblivion of the reluctance. The hesitation in getting into a named relationship is like a nightmare to most of our fast-paced, impatient and techno-savvy Generation Y. Talk of marriage and the first, instant and instinctively splurged answer is - No, Not now...to donot know...to never...to R u mad...to Im better alone. The list of answers is endless and so the mental dilemmas and the change in perspective of the greenhorns of demographic profile.

Like a paraphernalia that is attached to the customs of matrimony in the country, the yong and working and elite youngsters are finding it hard to chew the realities of such an intricate & delicate thread, let alone digest!. With the increase in pressure to perform and pursue fat pay cheques, lead a world-class lifestyle, vacation in exotic locales and possess the best of car, home , club memberships etc, the old world values of contentment, love, happiness and bonds is slowly fading away.

To most people, who have been born and brought up in metros, marrige is just a formality needed to get the social approval certificate and nothing more. They donot talk highly of their relatives, most have not met them for years now and donot even know where on earth do they exist. The only people they know are their friends, infact peers and companions in luxury to be precise. The kind of people who will smoke and drink with them, Join them in expensive lounges and nightclubs and sports bars etc. When they can enjoy the bliss of every kind without being tied down to the specific person or relation, it is only imperative to say that they are caught in a fancied vicious circle of material nature.

This shift is not only hugely driven by the change in lifestyle and values but majorly due to the lack of thought process on an individual level. Their vision of future, success and life is too myopic to give way to the eternal necessities of life in the form of a stong family bond, true friends to stand by in tough times, a harmony in life and everything in a balanced sphere.

In the way , an overdose of nutrients too cause a disorder similarly being too short-sighted, living in too much of personal space(so much so that in times of disgust they are virtually surrounded by themselves only), leading too fast a life, and wanting a short cut of possibly everything will lead to the erosion of a semper-fi life and corrosion of our super valued lives.

Its never too late to think, introspect and act.