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Postby Iqtidar-i-Kishwarsitan » Sun Jan 01, 2006 4:14 am

Most of us left the Indian shores to come here.
We have bid our farewells with teary eyes to our mothers.
We hugged our fathers and left without turning back.
We silently took leave from that girl next door peeping from behind the curtain. :roll:

We all came here, some long time back and some recently.
We all were alone in the beginning.
We missed our mothers cooking.
We missed the idli chaats on the road side.
We missed those days when we gathered with friends at a tea stall and ordered tea with samosas.

We missed that girl, whom we used to see daily in the bus, who may have smiled at us, who may even have talked to us in that angelic voice, if only we had the courage to talk.

Most of us grew out of it over here. We all made new friends.
We all clung to each other. We watched countless movies.
We even learnt to cook and throw pot luck parties where we always played Antakshari.
We confess that we even smiled at those beautiful girls across the street.
We all took trips to India; some annually, some less frequently.
We all tracked the "sale" events at Sears and KMart.
We all went to Indian Grocery Stores, and bought Rice and Rotis.

Most of us got married. We, went back home, searching for the love of a good woman-some found it in the old acquaintances from across the bus-stands, some found it in their parent's choice. Some of us took a gamble and married the one looking closest to Aishwarya Rai.

Now what do we do? We all work in software, We go to the community event to socialise, we attend movie screenings, and argue countless times that Honda Accord is better than Toyota Camry or vice versa. At times, late night before falling asleep we switch on the stereo and listen to that old Hindi melody which makes us remember the land that was ours. We recall the green grass, the muddy roads, the wet monsoons, the pretty girls that we never talked to.

We hear the words speaking to us from across the oceans:

A Mother who gave sour medicine to her son, because she wanted him to recover soon, who let her son move miles apart though the thought was tearing her apart, she let him go as she wanted him to be happy and successful, who hides her agony in telling others that her son is abroad.

A Father who understands his son's ambitions and the limitation and frustration he has to overcome of in India, who would not let his voice reveal that says I'll miss you son !, I love you but am unable to express the feeling.

A brother who would miss the brotherhood, though it had often been fights and not talking terms, who can deny the fact that a brother is still a brother, a friend, Who expected you to understand him as his, and when you didn't it upset but moving miles in distances has overlooked all minute failures.

A sister who would not have her adoring one to escort her to help her out of troublesome situations, who knows she has a brother she have spent her life,who wishes he would turn up for her wedding, if not atleast to fondle her baby that longs for a MAMA's (Uncle's) love & affection.

A friend, who is left with mundane tasks, unable to exchange the chirpy jokes & comments, discuss various thoughts from family, friends, politics, & economics, who visits your home because he still remembers you not only on a day but everyday. Who would jump with joy on receiving a mail, who tries to keep himself free for all the days when his friend is coming back on a holiday.

The girl next door, who didn't know if she had to rejoice or not when she overheard that the boy next door is moving away, who silently takes it that he has a career and would wish for his best from afar, bids goodbye with a tear in her eye.

The girl at the bus-stop, who smiled at you and suddenly finds you no longer there, who changes her route only to avoid the void which seems to be there at the same bus-stop she had been once smiling.

The girl you are married to, unable to understand why she is being sent to a far off land, waiting for her man to send VISA papers, bearing the nagging question of neighbours and relatives asking when are you leaving India.

The girl you got engaged to, and is waiting for you to come back and tie the wedding knot, a social and emotional security, who anxiously waits for his telephone calls and greeting cards to reassure her that you will be back as her man.

The girl who never confessed her love for you, the girl you knew cared for you, missing & waiting for a word from you. If only you would come back and say that to her, who hums the song along with the radio, but the voice chokes and aches as she hears this song...
Ramayya vastavayya,Ramayya vastavayya,
Maine dil tujko diya, Maine dil tujko diya,
uss desh mai,tere pardesh mai ,
sone chandi ke badle mai bikthe hai dil,
iss gavoon mai dard ke chavon mai ,
pyar ke naam par hi dhadak the hai dil...
tu na aaye tho kya, bhool jaye tho kya,
pyar karke bhulana na aaya hame,
vahi se door se, tu bhi ye kehde kabhi,
maine dil tuj ko diya ......


Whatever our roles, it is only to say that we still love and care for you, wherever you are, you are still dear to us. We don't know what you have to go through, we only know we have love & wishes to give for you. You might have learnt or the circumstances might have taught you to handle emotions and that time and work are more important than feelings and their expressions but we are still in India and are still the same, waiting and wishing for those who moved away from India,

HYDERABAD - a city of love, emotion & sentiments...
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Postby san » Sun Jan 01, 2006 12:58 pm

awww...
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Postby Lucifer » Sun Jan 01, 2006 1:49 pm

san wrote:awww...

Awww?
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Postby Syed Adil » Sun Jan 01, 2006 3:47 pm

Waah!! kya baat hai mohd ali bhai, aap to bhot saare baata yaad dila diye yaaro
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Postby san » Sun Jan 01, 2006 4:06 pm

Lucifer wrote:
san wrote:awww...

Awww?


hau. here it goes again, awww...

now don't say, "it?"

:-p
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Postby CtrlAltDel » Sun Jan 01, 2006 11:44 pm

a very nice read yaar! and yes, i second san's "awwww"
wtf? i no longer care if my posts hurt yr feelings :roll:
Love me or hate me, u cant ignore me :D
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Postby RK » Mon Jan 02, 2006 1:32 pm

wonderful write up ali bhai, keep them coming
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Postby Vishrasayan » Mon Jan 02, 2006 5:23 pm

Judaii aur Kamaayee ka hamesha se purana yaaraana raha hain -
From Premchand's Kabuliwala to the current expat Techie na koi bachaa tha aur na koi bach paayega yeh tadap se !

Jab dil poora bhar jaaye to ghar aajaana bhai - ammi khadi hain haal poochne !
Dil pe mat le yaar....
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Postby DQ » Tue Jan 03, 2006 10:08 am

Kya kehne Md Ali bhai. Wah wah wah, 1000 o story samaeth ke rakh diye yaro. Wah.


Vish I think its not that easy. I feel there is this point of no return phenomena.

I have not seen even one instance of a complete return yaar.
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qalb men khowfe khuda hai tere phir zuban sach se jhijhakti kyun hai


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Postby Vishrasayan » Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:18 pm

DQ, I agree that it's not as easy as 'ghar aaja pardesi' - I have my own ppl out there facing the same dilemmas..

asli baat to yeh hai ki md. bhai ka fasaana padhne ke baad pankaj udhaas banne ka bhoot chad gaya tha - aissa..

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Re: BhoolGaye Yaaro TuM

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Re: BhoolGaye Yaaro TuM

Postby manishakailesh » Sat Jan 18, 2014 12:06 pm

Hahaha nice post... :D :D :D
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Re: BhoolGaye Yaaro TuM

Postby Srinibash Dhal » Tue Mar 04, 2014 5:21 pm

Hi, So interesting to read this sayari.
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Re: BhoolGaye Yaaro TuM

Postby Bhaimiya » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:23 am

Bahot khoob, dil ko chu liya :cry:
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