Sunday, September 25, 2011

End (of) the Occupation - 2011 09 23 CSC

I really dont know what to say. it had been such a wonderful journey, 
and yet the end was so unusual, however, thankfully peaceful.

There were a lot of things i wanted to say,
a lot of things i wanted to do...

"हजारों ख्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख्वाहिश पे दम निकले
बहुत निकले मेरे अरमाँ, लेकिन फिर भी कम निकले..."

This was the first among the several literary pieces that i came across
during my tenure in CSC. And to this date, it remains,
ever so naive, ever so resonating, ever so true.

I always believed, and told Medha, that i had a better time here than college, and Medha was a big reason who made it possible. With her, we used to feel right at home in WikonnecT.

A home away from home...

there was time, when i used to eagerly look up to joining office on Monday.

our friendly night outs,
our movies during day time,  

our lunches,
our dumb charades,
our 'high' teas ,
our HCFs,

our pizza huts,
our straws,
our walks,

our ebony and ivorys'
our "chutki's"

our group chats,
our con calls.

the bike rides,
the car journeys,

the long talks,
the screaming silences,

the winding roads,
the silly traffic,

the stupid thoughts,
the serious talks,

all the mistakes,
all the pardons,

all the forgivers,
all the sinners,

forgiven, yet not forgotten,
forgotten, yet not forgiven,

the good times seem so distant,
a weary eyed memory searching for mirrors,

a lot of things i have said,
a lot of things i can't,

Friends came and friends went,
all that remained are memories...

Its not people who are remembered.
Whats remembered are their actions, 
their words,
their deeds

I thank my friends for understanding me,
at times bearing me,
giving me such a special part in their lives.
I hope I have been able to make a difference for good...

"Pehle phursat thi ab hasratein samaakar  
Ek aaisi uljhan hain meri
Khud chalkar rukta hu jaha jis jagah par
Ek aaisi sarhad hain meri
Kehne se bhi main darta hoon
Apno ki dhun mein rahta hoon 
Kar kya sakta hoon

De sakta hoon main thoda pyar yahan par,
Jitni haiseeyat hai meri.
Reh jaaun sabke dil mein dil ko basakar
Ek aaisi niyat hai meri
Ho jaye to bhi raazi hoon.
Kho jaaun to main baaki hoon.
Yun samajhta hoon.
Mera na koi hai pata iss jagah
Yun to hai mera yeh jahan
Laya kya maine kab mera hai yahan par
Shaayad ho pehle se basta basa sab yahan..."

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