Zendagi Migzara

Zarre zarre mein uska noor hai, Jhaank khud mein wo naa tujhse doore hai, Ishq hai usse to sabse ishq kar, Ishq hai usse to sabse ishq kar, Iss ibaadat ka yahi dastoor hai, Ismein usmein aur usmein hai wo hi, Ismein usmein aur usmein hai wo hi, Yaar mera har taraf bharpoor hai… ~ Prasoon Joshi ~ Delhi 6 Noor and Rizwan, grew up together. Literally. Their fathers were officers of the Indian Army. Both in the same regiment. The fathers met in NDA. Both were in Juliet squadron, in school the way you have houses, in the NDA you have squadrons. Juliet squadron always produced, if that word can be used, first-class officers , who were often decorated in their later years. Decorated is a phrase used when an officer in the Defence is conferred a medal. Lt. Khan and Lt. Siddiqui were best friends, they hit it on from the first day. They married at the same time, their wives delivered their first and second borns at the same time. They invariably got posted in the same stat

" Barish hain khayalon mein  Sab ghul jayega Roshan rasta naya Ek khul jayega Beh jayega Tinka tinka Kal ka silsila chalo Mil jayega Aur ek haseen kafila chalo, Dhoop ke makan sa yeh Hain safar dhalaan sa yeh Mod meherbaan sa hain yeh" ~Prasoon Joshi ~Break Ke Baad At the end of a day, year, or even a lifetime it all comes down to the amount of time you spend with your loved ones. There was a time when I was high on "spending own time". I'd sit with myself and book or a sketchbook for the whole evening. Today, I feel the need to spend time either with Dimple or my friends or even a phone call home fills up that empty space. And then when I look back at why and how I needed so much time for myself, I realise that its all a part of life's big irony. When you are swamped by people you want time alone, when you are alone, you want people next to you. Sometimes it's also just a phase, you want to spend the evening just with yourself

"Subah subah ka khyaal aaj Wapas gokul chal mathura raaj Mathura nagarpati kaahe Tum gokul jaaon Manohar vesh chhod nand raaj Sar se utaarke sundar taaj Raj dand chhod bhumi par vaaj Phir kaahe baansuri bajaao Mathura nagarpati kaahe tum gokul jaao" ~Gulzar Raincoat People who are close to me know that I am short-tempered, impatient, love being alone with 3-4 people at max than a crowd. People who are close to me also know that in my anger I say and do things I do not mean at all. I regret it as soon as my head cools down and I can think clearly. People who are close to me know that I have strong opinions about thing, places, people. And i stick to my opinions, good or bad, with utmost sincerity. People who are close to me understand all this and smile when I scream at them and cry in frustration. These are people who will be with me irrespective of any situation in my life, people who will never leave me: my parents, my grandparents, my H, a few othe

"Baawara mann d ekhne chala ek sapna Baawre se mann ki dekho Baawari hain baatein Baawari si dhadkhane hain Baawari hain saasein Baawari si karwaton Se, Nindiya door bhaage Baaware se nain chaahe, Baaware jharokhon se, Baawre nazaron ko takna. Baawara mann dekhne chala ek sapna" Swanand Kirkire Hazaaron Khwaishen Aisi As you grow older and older, you find yourself wondering, who your friends are. This thought occurred to me again in January when I was away on an offsite in a place called Desert Trails 50 kms from Jaipur. Sitting under the open sky, with a bonfire before me and nothing but wilderness and the vastness of the desert around me, I started evaluating my life, my job, my friends. And when I started counting my friends, I was fortunate to find more than one "best friend". In different walks and phases of life, like you meet people and make friends, I make a best friend. This post is about one of them. Our stories,