Life of yours is not always yours ..

Yesterday while discussing over the phone with Shahl, I often seen her getting frowned. Reasons were I being careless to myself, be it my food or my other thing. Shahl, just thrashed me not having a proper breakfast and junk food which I often consume.. she just emerged with list of things which she wanted me to keep me fit and fine.. A sound body has sound mind and it all thrives over a good food and a life governed by hygiene method of living .. she just cornered me for being so rude to myself.. hence with no delay I asked if she can do one favor to me.. she can just jot down a mail composing all sort of instructions and things to be taken care of .. while talking to her my ignorance dawned to me, I was not even aware of all those Medicines which we consume while we get into trivial body ache or head or when my stomach tried a different tune .. as it did last night . all thanks to the food I eat at our Cafeteria at WNS.
You know it’s a boon and bane to have a concerned person in our life, but it has more boon than a bane to have a person like Shahl in one’s life. godsend in such a that she really cares for you, make you feel that you cant be so selfish of leading self centered life, and that the life which happens to be yours is equally of others too which of course include her too .. And seriously I can never justify me being careless by the song, “it’s my life” we invariable listen from our teenagers on encountering such wrath of near ones. All I can say at this juncture is that I need to reform and rectify within to lead a life which makes her free from all worries. Suddenly I could discover my life turning a bouquet full of flowers...

New colors in life ..

It was rather a hectic photo session yesterday. Sallu bhai had come down all the way to Pune with his Handy cam to capture some fabulous pictures of mine. Reasons pretty evident & obvious. My interest was more on how do I appear in a Shirt being sent by Shahl and then let her see as well. We boarded the rick and went all the way to Botanical Garden based at Fatima Nagar. Soon we all trio (Myself, Sallu bhai & my room mate) kept hunting for good places which would give the best.

After an hour of exhaustive session we rushed back to check out as how do we get the feel on downloading it at our comp? We weren’t so happy seeing them, since brightness of shirt hampered the image. And I didn’t had option to try other shirt than that. Thus I mailed after Br Salahuddin worked over it. And soon we were seen experimenting with different Shirt of dark colors, and finally our efforts paid us back some incredible snaps. So, with different photos clicked on various shirts and jeans procured last weekend, I kept them mailing to Shahl.

Later in the evening, my conversation with Shahl revealed her feedback as to how much extent she liked those pics, and I was just amazed to hear those compliments. She later went on explaining as what really suits me and to what extent I must synchronize with changing pace of fashion of course considering the modesty factor. She just cited out as what colors really would make the difference on me, and later emerged with a list of do’s and don’t of grooming. I was rather impressed by these fine details of fashion, and frankly, I had the least exposure in this area. But thanks to Sallu bhai and Shahl, they just want me to upgrade in life, and indeed our Lord likes beautiful people coz He is also beautiful, so we have no right to be ugly in this way. And grooming in right fashion is nothing but thanking your Lord.

An increidible gift

‘Aaj mai uppar aasman niche, aaj mai aage zamana hai piche’, awesome song, perfectly tailored as per my situation. Well I had all reason for being so ecstatic today since I has all reasons to smile. Finally, I got the Shirt being posted by Shahl today. The moment I learnt that the stuff is here, I just rushed to collect the same. All roads lead towards the shirt, I was pretty eager to get the shirt and let Shahl know how exotic is experience of getting a gift from her.

Got in the office, completed all the formalities and thanked them for being so unprofessional in delivering the most awaited gift. I just unveiled the packet and all i could see was a shirt of blend with blue and white linings. I genuinely thanked my Lord and then to Shahl, she kept on asking whether i liked her choice or not, and seriously i had no reason to dislike her choice.

I came all the way back to home, just groomed perfectly, and soon departed to WNS, and with no time most of my friends there could make out that finally I could get it. With whole lot of compliments by my colleagues... The day went incredible and surprising at the end as i could discover Br Salahuddin waiting for me to join him. Of Course he greeted and complemented with big smile for the gift i received from Shahl.

A unique blend …

The auspicious day of Eid I had all sort of tremors in my life, just kept breaking down with tears. Shahl and Sallu bhai kept consoling me, and both have their own method of doing so. When br Salahuddin is pretty logical & spiritual in his ways, Shahl sound practical and also tries her counseling skills learnt from her Psychology to make things in a proper shape. Despite breaking down I had all reasons to smile as I could discover her putting up in some alluring attire, set of metal bangles, awesome ear rings, and Mehdi showing cavernous color in her left hand. Though, she wasn’t that keen in doing so as I wont be around her to see, and for whom should she groom. Perhaps, next year inshallah she will have all good reason to groom the best as I ll be around.
So, you see it was a blend of both kind of feelings misery and glee. Soon I headed towards Aziz sb’s place since he wanted to start my Eid being homely (ironically, these days home sounds the most scary place). Though I didn’t want, but Shahl insisted to do so, so had no reason to deny it. And she was right as I had a good start, so a good beginning is half things done in life.. Commendable, indeed is my Shahl. Every now and then I kept on updating my very next move of the day and she kept noticing them with patience never missed the opportunity to add some more creative things to make my day the best…
My eyes all set at the door to find the Courier guy with something which she dispatched last week, I wanted to put the shirt on this propitious day to rejoice the spirit of Eid in an appropriate gleam. Sadly, I all I could do was keep trying this unprofessional courier company called Blaze Flash and to my surprise all I hear is the number to be continuous engaged. Thus keeping all option to lose the real edge of Eid and mourn for the day..
MZK

An auspicious moment mayhem ..

Before leaving WNS, I felt of jotting down something in Shahl's blog, since my last three days here at home had countless moments to write such piece, while henceforth except on Sundays I wont be getting much time to scrible. As it’s Eid at her place, I wanted to be the first person to greet her and to my surprise even she was waiting to hear me though she wanted to call me but couldn’t do so as she avoided disturbing since I needed some sleep to cope up with the exhausting session of training. While talking I could fail to discover the gleam of happiness, perhaps I could notice something incredible at her end which I don’t wana write down and leave you all to guess.. She didn’t want to rejoice the spirit of this auspicious moment of Eid. Though, I insisted but she had all good reasons to deny them, all I was left was helpless and just wished I could have wings at my back and in no time I reach there… but wishful thinking never turn into reality, and of course leaves no stone unturn to make me feel how man is so helpless and dependent always … You know reality bites.. so have to get up and gear up for the day at my New campus of WNS as our Clients from UK would join us to train for the pilot project …. all I call this moment is ... An auspicious moment mayhem .. which is sheer a blend of tears and laughter ... could resemble to a frgrant flower which soon fades..

Need to cheer up hence listened to this beautiful song of Zain Bikha

Sometimes, when the world’s not on your side
You don’t know where to run to
You don’t know where to hide
You gaze, at the stars in the sky
At the mountains so high
Through the tears in your eyes
Looking for a reason, to replace what is gone
Just remember, remember, that you are never alone
You are never alone
Just reach into your heart and Allah is always there
You are never alone
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You will never be alone
So now, as you long for your past
Prepare for your future
But knowing nothing’s going to last
You see, this life is but a road
A straight and narrow path
To our final abode
So travel well o Muslim and paradise will be your home
And always remember, you are never alone.

MZK

“Just know that I am there... always…

I was rather late in posing this post, as how I felt Shahl being a Psychologist. Her credentials of being a counselor of par excellence were still to be applauded. At time I turn low in life the person whom I really count upon is Shahl of course. Her words really has all depth vis-à-vis to its relevance. After talking to her I just gathered the shattered Ziya of me and head with a novel energy. To some of her powerful mantras which she keep sharing revolves around is about family and relationship. While I am pretty contrast to this aspect of life, far off from my family and such relations, often believed in man made relationship. Thus something which I kept learning since past two years could be jotted down this way … (could express easily .. thanks the knack of my Copy Cat attitude..)

To learn they cannot make anyone love them. All they can do is let themselves be loved.

To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others.

To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.

To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in those they love, and it can take many years to heal them.

“To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.”

To learn that there are people who love them dearly, but simply have not yet learned how to express or show their feelings.

To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently.

To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.

And finally adds “Just know that I am there... always…

MZK

Wish could see the moon than hearing …

“Chand dhikha kya ?” (have u sighted the moon), I enquired in all inquisitiveness, “Nay! Didn’t see it” , answered Shahl.. and further asked, “how about you ?”, while I replied I could hear the Moon and barely see it ?” What ?? she thundered, “yeah, can’s see it how come it would be visible over a phone an old brand of RIM”, “Shut up, okay .. koi kaam to hai nahi tumhe”.. And she continued her sermon till I took a leave for a adding all laughter like hell. You know, I just keep pulling her legs trying such pranks, perhaps it add new life to our bond of love and respect we share with eachother. And, probably, I cope up with certain stress which keeps outsourcing from my place be it work or home by trying these puns.

Look how the pale Queen of the silent night
doth cause the ocean to attend upon her,
and he, as long as she is in sight,
with his full tide is ready here to honor;

But when the silver waggon of the Moon
is mounted up so high he cannot follow,
the sea calls home his crystal waves to morn,
and with low ebb doth manifest his sorrow.

So you that are sovereign of my heart
have all my joys attending on your will,
when you return, their tide my heart doth fill.
So as you come and as you depart,
joys ebb and flow within my tender heart.

MZK

No room to see her Room…

I had been pretty demanding these days. As I keep on asking Shahl to define various aspect of her life, and this time it was her room, or her world. After hearing to her virtual presentation on her room, I kept bugging her if she can arrange some Digital Camera to trap all nooks and corner of her place where she dwells often while in leisure. It’s said, “Seeing is believing”, perhaps this was the reason I wanted her to find some Camera and click those pics of her room in creative fashion, right from her bed to her table comprising her books and stationeries, from her small Godrej almira and mirror installed in the wall for dressing stuff, to her small table encompassing of various cosmetics she tries to groom etc. So that I can visualize my mesmerizing Shahl as and when required. While narrating the looks and feel of her I could notice her obsession for the color ‘maroon’ which is used to envelop the wall and a contrast color tiles at the floor. One moral boosting poster on positive thinking pasted at the wall & the other having a brief up of her room ‘My room’ from Archie’s showcases her professionalism in her life style. Which can be vouched from her statement, “had a good sleep since made my room in proper fashion today”. So that’s her world where at the end of the day she get rids from her stress and fatigue ambushed during the day long hectic life and soon gets energized for the next day to come to follow the same vicious cycle of life. My plea of getting those pics had a big No-No, wish she could takes this request seriously of capturing those facets of her room e-mail them to me.

MZK

Dead heart never sob

Dead heart never cries. Unfortunately, despite trying the recitation by Qari Ahmed Ibrahim, which was pretty intense, tears, really didn’t roll down. The Odd night at Ramzan is pretty significant, hence we trio (me, Shahl & Sallu bhai) decided to try listening to these powerful verses of Chapter Al Qiyamah (Resurrection). As I went on listening to these verses with touchy voice of Qari Ibraheem, all I could feel was a fear and soon had to envelop myself to shield from the sudden cold chasing me. The verse, “Then he went to his kinfolk elated with pride. Woe to you, O man! Woe to you. Again woe to you, O man! Woe to you”, really cornered me, made me think where do I really stand, where do I really head to. Another verse warns, “Does man think that he will be left to wander around without any purpose?” indeed we have a purpose on this earth, the transit period of 60 or 70 has something real in life. I wonder what happened to a seasoned Islamist like me, wandering from pillar to post trying weird stuff. My agony ends with these checks kept in these powerful words of my Lord.

A month back story …

While talking Shahl for a while, she just reminded those memorable days of mine exactly a month back at her place. I heart fills with all awe when I refresh my memories while going thru my dairy. It’s exactly a month back when I happen to visit her place, and the most incredible tryst worked out. My life of around three decades has never witnessed such implausible days. And, I must confess these handfuls of days at Ranchi to be the most memorable one in my life. I could fathom the gleam at her face when she said, “you know it’s been a month or so we met man”, how things dramatically have changed so forth. We both never ever imagined how life would transpire thereafter. If I try for this analogy in life of comparing things with a wine, I do remember a famous axiom, ‘women and wine grow wilder with age’ so with increasing days the fire within sounds alarming, its intensity could be felt mile away.

Dhua .. dhua ho raha hai sama…

Dhua, dhua .. ho raha hai sama kahi to aag lagi … happen to listen this melodious song from some Album of Anu Malik. Interestingly, I never happened to be his fan, coz as I very well know that good Music or song is his seldom affair. Though this lyrics of this song sound pleasant still there are more of But's in it. I just ringed Shahl in speaker mode and left the phone on for a while allowing to let her listen this song. She just yelled, “ koi kaam to hota nahi hai tumhe, gana suna rahe ho woh bhi Anu Malik”, ‘Ma’am check the message before shooting the messenger”. The song has two stanzas and mostly it seems replicating the emotions of the person busy scribbling down this blog. Hearing this Shahl reacted, “Dimag hai kya tumhare paas koi accha song sunne ke liye” perhaps I don’t, for obvious reasons since I happen to be bad in this area. And mostly I like Ghazals that too it’s a seldom affair. While discussing the anatomy of this song, I said, “Shahl, u know I can corner u on this topic” I was rather trying to prove that I am not bad in this Infotertainment industry. Though I don’t have those Ipod’s or MP3 Players and the walk man which I once had was lost ages back, thus allowing me to distribute all my cassettes to my friends. Seems all blank, but still have that guts to debate on this topic too… Shahl, says, “ tum se kaun jeet sakta hai sir ji” and further she adds with a smile, “moreover all that glitters in not Gold, they way you sound but behave is just the opposite”. I just kept on listening the song without even getting the gist of it, and frankly the only thing which is missing in songs of these days is meaning or message. Nothing official about it... Right?? lol

The Irony called conflict

I am a restless soul. Yesterday night was pretty edgy, as it was a sleepless night. Thank God it’s Sunday today (TGIS), I have all option open to complete my sleep. Sadly, a restless soul never sees the night or a day. It has all reason to nurture your agony and propels you to remain in the same state. Hence kept trying some crazy things in life like listening weird songs from Raaga.com, frankly such material things hardly work in life. Was just busy in my vague thoughts when Br. Salahuddin happens to call me. I wonder sometime he makes it a point to call me whenever I am in need. Hence I call him as my Magic Man, has solution to everything and anything. I often take refuge in him. And it takes no second to make him understand, that’s the wavelength match. We trio often share a good triangle, me, Sallu bhai and Shahl, what applicable to me eventually has to be relevant to her as well.

The reason behind being so restless was of course a ‘Tug of war’ between me and Shahl, the previous night. Often sounds petty though, but that’s how life proceeds. Often a great understanding between two souls does have an option open for such small time havoc. And of course it takes seconds to settle down the moment we realize them. One may argue, as how could people of such a great wavelength match could ever brawl. But such ironies are the part and parcel of the game called life, and you know sometime ironies are better to understand things. Okay, so what’s the solution to these tantrums, frankly nothing, differences are a sign of healthy relationship. Everyone on this planet is different and the beauty lies in the difference only otherwise the world would had gone stereotype. I remember we at WNS encourage conflicts coz it allows you think out of the box. And above all, the best solution one can give is of course Br. Salahuddin, attachment with your Lord would do wonders, make sure you all keep intact with your Lord’s words revealed in Quran…

MZK

Synonyms

The cell ranged up with an irritating tune (as how Shahl calls it so) and it was my sis Faozia from B’lore at the other end, wishing me Eid in advance. It’s rather impossible though to have a talk and avoiding Shahl. But everytime when I referred Shahl, I kept trying her with some Synonyms like, ‘that lady’. Alas! Faozia just got bugged up hearing these synonyms, she just poked in and said, “Ziya bhai, the young lady has some good name too” I just smiled to her sweet worry, “right said my little sis, her name is Farzana and I call her Shahl since she loves hearing this name”. I vividly remember when I returned last month from her place, while talking to my close friend like Br. Salahuddin I kept this practice of calling Shahl as ‘That Lady’ Sallu bhai didn’t left any stone un turn to pull my legs. And Sayema has her own way, when I called her happy Ramzan and wanted to share this tryst of mine with Shahl, she discovered me a bit Shy is doing so.. Her elder bro behaving this way, she instantly said, “ Ziya bhai, woh zara rupatta le lo sar par”. People really didn’t liked me trying such Synonyms, while I just kept preferring behaving shy, I remember sometime people call me Girlish Ziya, to which even Shahl seems nod her head by adding, “who to hoga hi tumhari kitni sari sisters hai ”, and furthermore she says “I need to work a lot in grooming you buddy”.

MZK

The feather in your cap?

As I sit on my blue reclining chair staring at my computer screen, trying the most craziest things in Google or Altavista , be it image for the blog or the tracking the courier from Shahl dispatched ages back .. I just kept on wondering as to what I am engrossed with .. My off from oWNS has led me all idle no work sound too lazy trying things to put them into proper shape .. just when I was busy in this world of idleness.. a thought crept in my mind … what is Idleness , perhaps was just wondering to get an appropriate definition (as below) of the same which can justify this act of idleness of sitting long hours before the Comp Screen..

Idleness is not doing anything,
Idleness is being free to do anything..

How true seems these words , hmm perfect, tailored as per my whims and fancies.. cool man u sound great these days , playing all hide and seek with words … hang on! don’t u take this credit in your bag, okay ? this feather in your cap belongs more to Shahl than of urs, Okay ? For the simple reason coz where were u, no where okay? Someone really made u tread this path which has prosperity, progress and the list goes on .. and even Br Salahuddin has to be given that credit in shaping these things .. so what makes u rejoice buddy.. go Thank your Lord that He has gifted u people like these who are more concerned of your welfare than u. It would be rather unfair comparing both of these people in life, coz both have their respective slots in my life.. but certainly they keep playing their role.. People keep it up .. I am proud u both

MZK

A Rephrase

While listening to a song from Sami Yusuf’s Album, I tried reinterpreting his lyrics or rephrasing them .. I am sure most of our people might be aware of this young man from UK. These days I often seen replicating his album, and forwarding them to my friends, including Shahl as well …. (tho she took long to go thru them, thx to her busy life) His words really touch me a lot, especially the one which he dedicated to a song on mother…
I am often called as Copy Cat since I don’t mind breeding on someone’s innovation provided it assists me to express myself & feelings associated. The words of Sami Yusuf really clicked me, thought how about trying them to share some other dynamics of Shahl… I guess some of the points I missed while describing her in my first post would compensate the missed out points. .. And perhaps all those pains which I caused in the midst by being mute for a while …. The chaos caused owing to my inaccessibility did scribble the wounds, the trauma she faced coz of this unprofessional behaviour of mine, which I often remember, though she prefers to forget them..

“Blessed is your face; blessed is your Name, by the love and…
Blessed is your smile which makes so much of live by the love and ….
All the time that you had for me , but I never understand, now its so bad , forgive me …
For the days I caused u pain, if I only I could sleep in ur arms again …
U r the sun that brighten the day.. And u always wipe the tears away ..if I only knew what I know today … ”

Our women (like Shahl) are among God’s greatest gifts to us. Let’s honor them with love, respect, value and appreciation and let’s not forget them into our prayers …
So that was a bite from Sami Yusuf’s Album, which I tired personalizing for my own reasons .. I hope there z no copy right issue there, hence I take care giving a statement of courtesy to Sami Yusuf .Lol ….

Courtesy : Sami Yusuf , Awakening Media UK

MZK

Comments keep pouring in .. will u check them Shahl ?

'Wow' sort of comments seems to be posed from our friend circle, it just resemble to some snow fall which adds all beauty to the place where it falls (guess u all can make out from the pic with this post) . Saurav & Ira (Shahl's friends) said , Hmm , blog sounds cool, pretty expressive.. well they are partly right , not pretty tho, still whole lot things remain unsaid and unexpressed.. for obvious reasons right ??

While Nasreen (my pen sis since past 11yrs) now based in Kuwait a good sister of mine, has her own way of adding things, just replied her e mail, and came with this idea, "how about sharing what people felt about this blog".. she said whole lot of things, will just try to give the gist keeping in mind the brevity which is called as soul of wisdom...

"I'm dazed amazed ....went topsyturvy with ur story...really neverthought that a guy can be so sentimental...full of emotions & feelings may be they r but they seldom express i never thought someone can admire or respect someone & express the same in such a beautiful way... IM IMPRESSED....iwant to meet u & meet her...i loved the entire blog...esp..the last 3 lines...(will quote it for tariq...hee hee...)"

will definitely keep on adding with more such reactions of people as and when I ll keep them receiving..

Why this Blog ?

Well, I was just wondering the reasons of bringing this blog into existence, all i could sum up is.. Perhaps i just wanted people from Shahl's circle know me, or in other words wana have some fame among her friends, as she is pretty popular in my cirlce. And I was very well aware of the fact that she is too shy letting people know me right ?.
So u see its just a give and take funda.. tho, its sounds business which does'nt suits a close friend like me uttering.. But still, can't help it if I opt to be a bit selfish or rahter taking intiative of promoting myself in her friend circle.. I am sure she wont mind this deliberate attempt of mine, Right Shahl ?, or the least she ll pose is, "kya tum bhi na, ek dam duffer ho " ... Gosh how come I be so expressive here, she gonna kill me now.. God save me, send me ur rescue Team... indeed u r merciful ... :)

MZK

What make this Eid to specail ?

Well, I was just cursing our clients from UK, who would join us at WNS to train us. Just keep wondering that this Eid would rather be the most boring one when I ll be in my office busy seen in Process Trainning. But the fact is Man is really Impatient. We should not be hasty. Allah’s laws in running the universe can not be altered according to the humans’ whims or wishes. Let’s look at the bright side and appreciate the favors Allah has bestowed on us. Just reflect on the attitude of the righteous man `Urwah ibn Az-Zubair: A serious illness afflicted his foot and he had to have it amputated. In addition, one of his sons died in an awful accident. `Urwah’s response was really amazing:

O Allah, praise and thanks are due to You. Although one of my members was taken, You still kept the others for me; and although one of my sons died, You saved the others.

We really need such inspiring hope and motivating positivism that spur endeavor and lead to achievement. A desperate soul overwhelmed by fears and blinded by a gloomy view can never be helpful in rectifying our situation. After all, we should remember that Allah is always there and that He Almighty is the Greatest.

And in my case Iwould rather say, that I have a different Eid this time, it would be more specail for the reason that I ll have the shirt being gifted by my Shahl . I am so desperate to see the courier coming .. .. i am gonna feel her presence everytime when I ll have that shirt .. and thats what make my Eid so specail... and thus keep on rejoicing the spirit of Eid.

Eid Mubarak

MZK

Time of Togetherness ( T O T )

Meeting with Shahl was like dream come true. Relations of ages back almost seem to be completing our 2 yrs, need to be rendered with all justice. Thus my plan to go all the way to Ranchi was pretty appropriate. I can categorize my meeting as under:

Restaurants or Food joints, Zooming round the rick all across the city, with her close friends, etc &

Perhaps, I won’t be wrong if I will say that Ranchi is a good place with mind boggling food joints. The various food tried right from Masala Planet to Krishna, Kaveri, Temptation etc, was all together a great experience. The food had more reasons to be tasty as I was accompanied by a mesmerizing person like Shahl. Every thing I tasted appeared the best, be it Pizza or an Ice cream, or our lunch or some snacks, they had all reasons to be tastier than ever. Nevertheless, I made it a point that I will never have my food alone till I remain in Ranchi, since I was rather too habitual of eating together; despite time and again she kept on yelling & requesting me to have something. So that's all about my time I invested at various food joints.

Rick, I would like you all know, seems to be the most beautiful creation of this planet. It of course gave me that opportunity to be together all the time & a sense of closeness. While browsing the various nooks & corners of this seemingly beautiful place called Ranchi, I heard a running commentary of defining various landmarks of this place. To her surprise I was least bothered, for the simple reason, that I am obsessed with people and not places. It’s she who makes this place beautiful not the other way. While my intention was more to explore her persona rather trying crazy lanes or roads of Ranchi. So I kept on calling this endeavor of hers as mere fillers rather an attempt to unveil her city. She was dejected a bit getting my views on the same, but soon revived her mood when I disclosed my idea of boarding a Rick. Well all thanks to her exuberant nature, for which she is often popular for.

Me with her friends: was like often felt an ordeal for me, as they kept bugging me with the query what made me travel 2200kms all the way to Ranchi from Pune. I guessed as if I was sitting in a Hot Seat trying to answer those queries in some Game Show like KBC. But I was so wrong in this assumption, since it was just their concern which was speaking, I remember someone saying ‘mera khulus mukhatib na mai kaha bola’. Trying various dishes at her friend’s place was an added advantage, and the most interesting part was that I got an opportunity to taste a food prepared by her. So, another tag comes in picture of she being a good cook.

MZK

Tryst with Shahla

Finally I broke the ice; alas the commitment done ages back of going there to Ranchi was seen accomplished. So, with many buts and ifs I headed towards Ranchi on 21st sept, it took almost two days to reach there. 23rd Sept, happens to be the most memorable day of mine when I met this beautiful soul called 'Shahla'. The most unforgettable moments in my life, the incredible time which really changed me and my life to implausible extent.
As I was waiting for her at above said date, I discovered myself all nervous, and anxiety just kept on increasing till I finally met her just out of blue right in a blue dress. With Hi N Hello, we proceeded towards the Restaurant, and had a great time together.
So that was just a tip of the iceberg of my meeting with my Shahl, u all would get the glimpses in various phases, right from my day 1 to day 3, almost every element of our meeting, and to the extent which I can share with u all.

MZK

Our Saga of friendhip .....

It all commenced in the midst of the last of last summers when the mercury was soaring like anything at Nagpur.. I was just sitting at my office browising some crazy things .. and trying at Yahoo Messenger to find someone interesting .. then just happen to notice an intersting ID, 'shahla_nigar'. and what next was the scene.. i just tried with my stereotype message..."Hey cool ID, wana chat".. and my luck just worked, she responded.. so that was the beginning of this Hallmark called Frienship ..
soon our meeting over net kept on multplying and one fine day i just happen to call at her cell. With no time, our friendship navigated and soon scaled an incredible height ...

I often remember how long hours we used to sit and talk over phone, anything under the sun and above the moon. I often found her fair in her view, and often I used to nod on her say... her views on various issues showcased her sound understanding of life, and with no time we turned good friends and doing justice to the axion of ,'a friend in need is friend indeed', eventually with every passing day our frinedship bond kept on nurturing .. that one fine day i was rahter comepelled to open my mouth saying, "Shahla what if we come together" it was on 21st Nov 05, in some lowsy afternoon when i posed these words. Though she took it lightly, but with days passing by, i felt the urge of seeing her some day..

With some little bit of differences in the midst, things didnt really worked, but it was destined to work someday or the other... and there is never a wrong time for a right thing. well nowadays the friendship has escalated to a different height we are more than a friend and Miles to go togehter Inshallah...

All About my Shahl

My Shahla or Shal or call her Farzana..
Name does'nt really matter to her and moreover she loves to be addressed as Shahl than her real name, u know ... well lemme jot down something about her..

well, She is .. Farzana Nigar

• God made this earth fragrant by sending on 8th Aug in late 70's
• Hails from a seemingly beautiful city called Ranchi
• Has a Masters in Psychology, looking fwd for her Research
• Perhaps single at the moment, but most elligble spinster likely to lose her spinsterhood soon..
• She is the most gorgeous lady on this planet, if i can use some figure of speach.. she is just as white as meal the frosty field ... and more significant is, that she is beautiful within as she has a very sweet heart.. which beats for me and all her near ones..

Her persona has more to speak about her sensiblity, maturity, balance and poise nature..

Her Attitude has nothing called complexes.. just all postive traits to be vouced upon..

and many many more such incredible attributes which she has to make me or her sona (she calls me so) or friend proud.. so a perfect blend of many goodies in life .. a successful venture of her parents to shape her in the best of the mould...

Always at the knock for anyone or everyone.. This trait of her really makes her extraordinary soul on this planet... Always Nods to the plea of people when they require her... right away at ur service if u call her ..

so to put things in nutshell..

My Shahl is the one who understands when I say I forgot...
wait forever when I say 1 minute.. Stays when I say, leave me alone..
and opens the door even before I knock..
That's Truly my Shahl is all about ...

MZK