Dedicated to all the NAKLI'S, Nearer to My So called Heart

There are things unsaid just like there are thoughts uncleared, There are emotions unexpressed including that anger unprovoked. Sometimes we do things on our instincts, and sometimes we even doubt that instincts. The whole thing is a big mess, Because there will be only one side of a coin revealed to us at a time, and though we we know about the other it will be always beautiful until we flip it upside.(Poem ki tarah lag raha he na)

The only good thing is we will always know what other side will be, But life ain’t a coin, It has many faces, and The only face we have seen is the one we are facing. Sometimes we are not given a choice to choose a side, and other times we are given a choice but we fail to recognise. And sometimes there are other times other than these 'sometimes and other-times'. (Ab ye pakka Poem lag raha he.)

I came across one of those times recently, it has been fourth time I was facing 'see off for One of the Nakli's at Lanjigarh', I dont know what it would have been like if I had said these things when they were leaving. I had tried my best to control emotions and take it as a part of life. But these bloody emotions are just like Pop ups always keep coming, I regret why there isn't any pop up blocker in my system. But this time I couldn't control those, and omit out. Its a beautiful thing that Many times In our mind past things come forth, giving us a unadulterated joy that yes ' I have done those things' but why the next thing comes that they are not with me anymore. I want to live in those days, in those memories, so beautiful, so jubilant, so humorous.

I am gonna miss that Mahabharat, I gona miss that Vodka, I gonna miss that Basketball, that search for the shoes, I gonna miss that being Ted thing,I gonna miss those Barney days, I gonna miss those sunehary kahaniya, those edited versions of the real events. I gona miss that chote, ganje. I gonna miss you all, too the extent that I wont be able to express anytime.

Love you all.