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I love you papa

June 21, 2010 Leave a comment

Usually, the connect is between mom & son and dad & daughter. Considering that we are 2 sisters our parents had no option but to have no favorites and that’s how it remains till today.

Looking back and comparing with what I see around now-a-days, I think I have had a fairly balanced upbringing with fair doses of warmth, love, rewards and punishments sprinkled with exposure to outer world in moderate amount. And this probably is the sole reason to never feel scared or out of place in most of the situations. The credit largely goes to my mom – for she is a visionary in true sense and much ahead of her times … infact even today I think she is way ahead of me! So I give her the due credit … for all that she is done!

But lately another thought has been nagging me. Its true that my mom acted as the anchor and groomed both of us sisters – but she was able to do so coz my dad gave in his rights of decisions also to her  –  signed off his power of attorney in her name!

Everything that happened had his silent approval or sometimes even disapproval.

Being a silent spectator, he kept standing there … as he does even now.

As I pondered on these lines… a lot of pictures came to my mind … giving a new meaning to all that I saw & thought! And suddenly I looked at my life in a new light and all the things had my dad’s stamp!

For all those years when I thought I was bold – it was his backing and reputation that I was capitalizing on; for all the courage I had to get into unconventional activities – it was his strengths that I was drawing on; for all the acceptance that I received from people around in school and college – it was his high earned social standing that I thrived upon; for managing in all those jobless months – it was his financial support that I survived on.

And all this while I kept waiting for him to stand up and make some announcement or take my side – when the truth is that he was always on my side – with me – as he is now.

From the beginning of the time, we Indians have known how to love and care … what we lack  is the expression of the same … expression of this love, warmth and gratitude even to the closest of people. My dad belongs to that generation when expression is not necessary and not easy … but to me its important and necessary both… so here I am ….

Thanks for accepting me as I am

Thanks for being there for me

Thanks for supporting me in everything

I love you papa

This post is an entry to the BlogAdda contest – Tribute to Dad. Hoping the lucky ones pick up a great gift for their dads from and wishing all the wonderful fathers a very Happy Father’s Day!

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MBA Reunion – Class of 2001

March 12, 2010 5 comments

Though it was just another party or get together… but there was something so special… almost magical about it … for it was meeting up with people whom we had not seen in almost 9 years … the very same people with whom we use to spend better half of the day … crack jokes … have fun… study together. And not forgetting, fight too… with self demarcated groups!!!

Meeting them after a gap of almost a decade was fun in its own … but let me start at the start … the idea of reunion… though in everyone’s mind actually came into being when someone thought aloud and gave the first impetus to me and Sums! Bas phir kya tha… hemein jo spark chahiye tha wo mil gaya! And then with the help of networking both online and offline … we managed to get the idea floated to all and one.

Now must confess that had not expected so many people would actually take it up and would be equally smitten with the idea. For as they say that time and distance does create space…

But it was not so in the case of class of MBA 2001… and so started the to and fro of e-mails and all other forms of communication among people who had not met and spoken for considerable time period, which includes me … I spoke to Faraz, Sharique, Naved, Hafeez, Faiz after almost a decade…!!! Anyways so the ball started rolling and after few online discussions and offline support the day and date were finalised. With some more discussions and exploration the venue also got decided… and hence we were all set for the REUNION.

Now I have been to many parties and I am sure so have you … n no matter what, people do follow the IST… Indian Standard Time of reaching in …but must say this was one exception! Within half hour of the said time … almost all those who said would come had come …!

And what a treat the Reunion was … but before that …let me describe the venue also  –  with an apt name – ‘Three Stories’  it was quite a feast for eye … immaculate white … with no spots of darkness symbolizing no doubts or differences of past … almost like a new white canvas… waiting to be painted with new colors! It was pretty good – elegant and beautiful for white is one color that does make everything special, serene and calm!

 So with a white canvas and old memories to cherish we met there … it was a little slow in the beginning coz all of us were meeting after a long gap … a gap which has been filled in with a lot of things, people, relationships etc. People greeted each other a little cautiously, not knowing if the person on the other side is same as they remember from past or has changed with time. Dunno if others felt so … I did.

Then started a round of formal introductions … everyone came around… identified himself/herself (some with their roll numbers!) and formally introduced their life partners and their children. This proved to be an excellent ice breaker… as by the time the second or the third person came in…the entire atmosphere had changed. It felt like being back in the lecture theatre on the first floor, chitchatting, and shouting among ourselves before Kaleem sir would come and start his famous Chiragh Deen example!

So the introductions went on and with each passing one the pace picked up … no one was spared…no issue was spared… from stories of cheating in exams to husbands not remembering how old were their kids to Faraz copying PT to Hamid cracking his overtly simple every day jokes to asking singles when they intend to change the status (yes…!!!) it was total masti and fun. Hilarious…funny…amazing…I am out of words! As Shahab said, “If I am enjoying it so much then can imagine how much you guys would be loving it!”

This went on for some time … the funniest was Faraz carrying his wife in Wallet and his baby in mobile!

All this made the cautious feeling disappear … for people realised that nothing much has changed …that people might have become experts or professionals … or they might have grown fat or lost hair (!) … or have kids running around vying for attention … they have not changed. It was such a relief which all most everyone felt that not everything changes.

I can’t remember who it was Nitin or Mohit…one of the two… who said … that no one has changed… and I remember replying that its just that the ones who haven’t changed are the ones who have come!

The party went on till almost midnight … and even then people didn’t want to leave … coz everyone knew that next time was pretty far… and to make the best of it now is the way. Phone numbers were exchanged … promises were made to keep in touch … infact an idea was floated to have next reunion in Dubai and not wait for another decade!

Dunno what future holds…how many relationships would flourish… how many people will keep in touch but the Evening of 6th March 2010 at the ‘Three Stories’ was magical … when fourteen students of MBA 2001 met again … when past didn’t matter … when future looked warm … when everything was ‘perfect’ … in balance ….

… well almost perfect…except for the white table which we broke… yes we broke a table … proof enough of the excitement and euphoria for all those missed it …!!!

The story continued for me, Sums and Nads … as we headed for coffee at the IIT Hostel…where we sat under the stars in the comfortably chilly wind … trying to prolong the reunion… talking some more … reminiscing those long chats in the department … just trying to get more out of the precious time that life has doled out to us … A perfect ending to a perfect day!

To Faiz, Faraz, Atif, Naved, Sharique, Mohit, Azeem, Hamid…I loved your daughter… would say it was good catching up and I hope we remain in touch!

To Faisal, Nadeem, Nitin, Shehla, I want to say … lets continue to keep in touch… increase the frequency!

To Sums I don’t have to say anything … we’ll always be together!

To Sameer, Yasser, Shagufta, Hafeez, Fakhir, Hasrat, Asad and Shabana…you were missed sorely! (Shabana was not with us in MBA … but can’t not remember her when I think of MBA)

A special thanks to Facebook !!!

History of Aligarh

June 6, 2009 1 comment

Home is where heart belongs…also…home is where heart belongs!

Born in the city of Aligarh, there is no place that I love more than this place…its my oasis in this desert of fast moving life. Always a pleasure to go back…almost like a charger to charge my energy once again.

Searching for Aligarh on net… i came across the following…don’t want to loose it again and hence am just pasting it as it is…

Aligarh was known as KOL

Excerpts from somewhere on net…

The present district of Aligarh, in the state of Uttar Pradesh is situated in the middle portion of Doab, or the land between the Ganga and Yamuna rivers.

The principle town in the Aligarh district for the last many centuries has been its headquarters, Aligarh, 126 KM south east of Delhi. It is known till the 18th century by the earlier name of Kol.

The present Aligarh district was formed in 1804 after the British occupation of Aligarh in September 1803.

Like other parts of Doab, Aligarh has a hot and dry climate. The mean temperature for December and January, the coldest months is 59F and 54 F, and for May and June, the extreme hot months, 90F and 93F in the shade. Both Akbar and Jahangir visited Kol on hunting expeditions; Jahangir clearly mentions the forest of Kol, where he killed wolves. From the study of the place-names of the district, it appears that the district was once fairly well covered by forest, thickets and grooves. The early history of the district, indeed down the 12th century AD is shrouded in obscurity.

Kol, the earliest name of Aligarh, covered not only the city but the entire district, though its geographical limits kept changing from time to time. The origin of the name of Kol is obscure. In some ancient texts, Kol has been referred to in the sense of a tribe or Caste, name of a place or mountain and name of a sage or demon. During the time of Ibrahim Lodhi, when Muhammad, son of Umar was the governer of Kol, he built a fort at Kol and named the city after his own name as Muhammadgarh in 1524-25; and Sabit khan who was the governor of this region during the time of Farrukh Siyar and Muhammad Shah, rebuilt the fort and named the town after his own name Sabitgarh. After the occupation of Kol by the Jats in 1775, it was re-named Ramgarh and finally, when a Shia commander, Najaf khan, captures Kol, he gave it its present name of Aligarh.

Aligarh Fort (Qila as normally People of Aligarh call it), as it stands today, is normally the work of the French engineers under the control of de Boigne and Perron. It was a completely new construction, though its site was the same as that of the fort of Sabitgarh (also called Ramgarh and Aligarh). The new fort had been made by French their principal depot for the Doab. Prior to the British occupation of the Fort, it was a polygon of ten sides with a bastion at each angle. All around ran a broad and deep ditch, crossed at the entrance by a narrow causeway. The ditch is from one to two hundred feet in breadth and thirty two feet of depth, of which there were always ten feet of water.

The Fort gained added strength from its natural surroundings. The elevated plain in the midst of which it stands, being interspersed with large swamps and deep morasses, becomes so completely inundated during the rainy months as to render the fort perfectly inaccessible, nor can any military operations be the carried on against it. Its conquest was the prime importance for the British in this region. As it was admitted by General Lake himself, in his letter dated September 4, 1804 to Marquiss Wellesley. Lake writes “I have only to add that, without the fort of Allygurh we could not have had the entire possession of Doab, indeed, until it was ours, we were liable to be driven out of it at any time. Old buildings within the fort have gradually fallen down owing to disrepair. In addition to the modern buildings of the botanical gardens of the Aligarh Muslim University, Aligarh, there are small mounds all around.

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