Tuesday, August 17, 2010

patjhad, saawan, basant, bahaar ek baras ke mausam char

(also known as Month 19 Letter)

Part One:

Three days into the month had me waking up one night in tears. A long time believer in signs and dreams I spent some time calling up your father cautioning him to be careful in the coming days. I was still not restful and woke you up a couple of times in the night as I paced about the room, praying for mercy. In my selfishness I feared the Purvey of the Horrors To Come to visit only my boys. I never imagined that my sister of the heart who as a child would finish that offensive mug of milk for me would now put her lips to the poisoned cup of pain for us as well. I am glad we were here in Pakistan for this Arhaan, and at some level you absorbed some semblance for what service to the nation beyond the call of duty means. That you could register the different colours of love, of valor, of courage, of facing pain with dignity. You were in the presence of a very brave woman that was generous with her compassion and patience. At a time when I raged and ranted (the tears were yet to come) it was only the touch of her cool hand in mine that reminded me how very blessed I am to have her and hers in my life. In the years to come you will hear many stories of a very brave man who smiled his ways into all our lives. He was our hero, now he will be yours. His story is not over, he was a most unusual person for our times and our world, I wait to see how the next chapter unfolds.

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai.
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai

Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat cheet,
Dekhta hun main jise voh chup teri mehfil mein hai
Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaar,
Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai.


Edited to add: A beautiful eulogy that shows us how to honour Safwat Ghayur's legacy

And one year on: Some fun facts

Friday, August 13, 2010

Umeed-e-sahar ki baat suno





Do not keep off the grass. Take time off to admire the little people even if they look a bit strange.. Respect the green and love the white.





Steal the gardener's bike for a joy ride.



Be part of the chaar ana seethi crowd at the show



Take time off to smell the roses. (or at least notice them!)



The dreams of the innocent.. Can our elusive dawn be here yet?!!!!!




Golkamra key karamfarmao ko Independence Day kee khushyan mubarak