The Hazy Road

Today, there are no last words. No goodbyes. No 'phir milenge'. No 'best of luck'. No emotional texts. Time doesn't stand still, and this moment, we can't preserve this. We'll spend our lives trying to convince ourselves this day was among the best days of our lives, and we'll try to remember the faces, and their spaces in our hearts. So we've captured smiles in selfies, and we're quietly hoping the smile sticks just a few years longer. We need the shaadi ki biryaani, after all. We need company. Today, we're here. Alive. Almost ready to face the world ahead. Almost ready to be awesome-r, better, smarter, and most importantly, greater than who we are. And what we are is legends in the making. And legends have tragic backstories too. So don't be afraid if raaho me thoda fisal jao. Just remember the mistakes, and live your days a bit kinder, happier, worthier, if that makes sense. The fear is medicine for you to get better. Do not ov...

Dear Friends, Things are starting to change again. That's what happens. Some things eventually do mess up. Many of us will go our own separate ways. The crazy group of guys that the Class 10 Batch of 2014-15 is will be missed. I wonder what will happen of the schools that each of us are heading to. I guess we're going to make history. Hitler vali history nahi, achi vali! Think positive guys! Friends made life worth living. They made it hell on some days, yes, but then they joined you in hell too so that you can celebrate life and laugh again. We all have had our highs and lows. Our days of achievement and our days of failure. The masti. The stupid little things. The embarrassment. The grinned look with which we would see our partners when someone would make some funny remark. The suppressed smiles and laughter. The intelligent excuses as well as the silly ones. The heights of madness. The astronomical heights of awesomeness. Problems? What problems? Hum hi musibat ...