Moving On

It was Aditi in our last days, who even though came kabhi kabhi, in our lst days of graduation held us together. But after those days we got to our different paths. Our kul gaan remained the same. We started the journey towards our professional life. Every morning, we used to play this Gaan before starting our work. One day we realised that we were in Love,  not with one another atleast not of that kind, with different girls. I don't know whether we should call it love at all. But whatever it was, it was good. Whether its still on thats a matter of discourse ;-).

Then came the album of the new shahrukh movie. It gave us two great songs one was discussing our dil da Haal and other was teaching us how to go about making it grow strong. There we got to know that yes we too can make someone go week on their knees albeit haule haule. 

The new kul-gaan did present our heart's situation very beautifully. Whenever we used to see them , we had a sense of relief, it enhanced our belief. So the song did say that, Tujhmein rab dikhta hai, yaara main kya karoon.   The moment we heard it, we wanted to hear it many a times over and over again.

I dont know what  that meant for them, but for many that was articulation of our own condition and by the time the movie is released we still see our God through them. Whether they too remember on seeing us, thats the big question, but yes the Koshish is still on.

We travel distances to catch a glimpse, we overcome a lot of inhibitions and hesitations to meet them and what we do when they are around, just keep watching them.

     Tujhmein Rab Dikhta hai, yaaraaa main kya karoonnnnnnnn... 

How it all started

Those were the days when we had nothing else to do but to write and rewrite. But write what ?
Very difficult to recall, but it was something related to what we did in the lasst 18 months. Had we started writing the works we did, it would resulted in tomes, but we were supposed to rite what our guide wanted us to. So it all came down to recalling what our guides wanted to show the world, whta they have got us morons to accomplish. Those weere the days of ruings, whinings, frustrations and remorse that why in the first place we joined this kind of masters, where writing is more important than the real work itself.
Then came aditi in our mind laboratory, throught he bass-ful speaakers, bejewelled with AR's musical notes. Had she not come, we would surely have lost inspiritation and would never have completed our reports. Though this aditi was also the reason for somebody else's report getting delayed. Thanks aditi, even by coming kabhi kabhi, you made us nail the last bullet in our IIT journey.
Bye Bye Aditi, you will always remain etched in our epitaph of this life