Over Heard at Nando's

Lady to the Waiter, on choosing the flavor:

“Mild aur Hot kay beech main kya hota hai?”

(What’s between the mild and hot?)

Next, I knew, I and other 4 friends couldn’t stop laughing over this suggestive query. We started discussing what could be the answer and also asked some of our guy friends. Here are the cheesy replies:

• Me.


• Main Hoon Na


• Depending what’s the capability of handler


• Average


• Aap jo kahein ;)

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Dear Khurram,

Today it’s been 9 years; we buried you 6 feet under.
If I say that life has changed since then, would be overly dramatic and sentimental. But yes, would you have been alive and smiling, I could say my friend is there for me. Usually, time fades memories, but somehow my elephant’s memory has made a movie of that time. I keep reminiscing about you often.

You are stamped in my brain; probably you were the first loved one I ever lost. We didn’t learn or unlearn anything from you but once you left we found that you were much more than what you showed to the world.

Death is definite and I want to admit that yours came quite blunt. If you had been racing, it was easier to console ourselves but your death was another’s mistake.

A mistake that could not be undone.

I miss you :(

Khurram Ayub
8th May 1983 – 21st April 2002

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Revisiting

We keep hearing that time changes, but it’s the only side of the coin. I managed to flip and found the better side. Time does change but it is dependent on people and circumstances. It can be good, in fact so good that you want to hold on to it tightly.

I too tried holding it or maybe stopping it but the clock kept ticking.

When the first time I saw the Nile, I felt so much homesick that I broke twice. But that was when I knew none and the time turned on to its ugly side of the coin. Then a good soul walked up, turned the coin and I smiled. Soon I had my comfort zone build up around me. Time was the same just that I had people around me who were interested in making me happy.

I guess I was lucky for quite some time and will be indebted to those people for life. Throughout our lives, we, or at least I, get to know people on the basis of our families, schooling, college, peers, and status, etc. sort of recommended relations. It was strange to know that I am taken for who I am without biasness or any prior judgment.

Then one day, I had to get over with it by my own consent.

But time spent well is a memory that speeds up your heartbeat, and rejuvenates your brain cells. Time and place never mattered it’s the people.

One day I want to experience this freedom again where I can be me.

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