Yadon ki Barsaat Kuchh galiyaan yaad aathin nahin. Kuchh yaaden bhulaai nahin bhulteen. Chod diya tha jisko Un haseen raahon pur Aaj bhi pahunch jaathein hain zahen ki fariyaadon mein. Hazaar koshishon Ke baavajooth tum zinda rahe mere dil ke tarannum mein. Kise yaad rakhoon, Kise bhulaaoon. Aye Parvardigaar, Ab thoo hi batha. For My Friends – a Close Translation of the Above Poem in English Rain of Memories Some lanes, try as I might I just don’t remember. Some thoughts, no matter how hard I attempt to forget, I still remember. That someone, who I left stranded on … Continue reading Poem 3 for #MayForMotherTongue
“Memories are the best gift we can give our children. Sometimes, despite our efforts, certain memories fade away while the ones that we least expected stay. All we can do is to help the children to remember the good ones. After that, their minds take over.” My mother passed away about 8 years back. My memories of her are clear as pure water. But, I can’t say the same for my son. He was barely 7 years old when she passed away. So, though he feels her warmth and remembers certain words of hers, his recollection is hazy. When he … Continue reading What to Make of Memories When They Fade Away?
Just imagine a scenario. You are about to visit a family after decades. As you board the train/plane which is to take you to a place not visited for years, your mind runs and re-runs through a plethora of past memories that you have treasured. You remember the trivialities of childhood, the fun games of school and the twists and turns of early friendship. You are just reaching the place. As you get nearer you find your heart beating faster, your eyes moistening and a nostalgic emotion overpowering you. You are expecting to see things just the way you left … Continue reading A Flash Visit in Nostalgia