Reminiscent Rain

My persistent engrossment on the falling rain reminds me of my predicament in the last official class of my favorite professor.

We genuinely miss what benefits us, or what we are addicted to. While shutting down the laptop of my revered professor, I suffered trembling and emotions trickled down my cheeks.

The learning that used to transpire will be profoundly missed. My inquisitiveness to learn, from a professor of superior intellect and academic excellence is what struck my minds and hearts emotional chord.

A Professor’s ability in motivating and shipping knowledge acts as an ingredient of change in a student’s life. My nirvana state of mind was shattered, when I realized that this period of time has inevitably kissed the conclusion, it was psychologically disturbing and painful too. The intellectual pleasure that I used to derive out of such interactions, nonetheless, will not be fascinating my discernment anymore – I’ll miss the sprinkling elixir of life that used to sprang out of the well of knowledge. 

May Almighty Allah Bless our pedagogues with good health and further their knowledge. Ameen! 

By Yasir Reshi

REMEMBRANCE

HAJI GHULAM NABI RESHI

(March 28, 2001)

“Though your smile has gone forever and your hand we cannot touch, We shall never lose the memory of You, we loved You so much” 

You left a million undulating impressions on countless minds. There are a million thoughts, even more emotions – yet I’m at a loss of words. The world knows how an astute personality you were, with high business acumen. Your unremitting care/ love for the relatives, friends and minors made you an all-time favorite, for the lineage as well as for other Family/Business relationships. We no longer see you physically, but we’ll always cherish and treasure the special moments we shared with You. You will always have an especial part in our hearts. 

May Allah grant you a special place in Jannah. Ameen!

“A life made beautiful by kindly deeds, A helping hand for others’ needs, Generous his heart and friendship true, Loved and respected by all he knew”

-Yasir 'S Reshi

Welcome 2013, Au Revoir 2012

What can I do in this beautiful eve of New Year 2013? Many things happened in the year 2012; today, we can reminisce all the convivial/disheartening moments, which transpired in the days of yore. Past remembrances make me euphoric. Some of the beautiful moments took place in 2012; from January to December, its significance is sky touching and I hope this merriment continues with due pertinence throughout the coming year as well. It will be simply not possible to quantify the level and intensity of joyousness that we (Friends) all went through in 2012. However, Happiness has some taste of, or is anteceded - followed by a miniscule of melancholia too, but that makes it an experience worth commemorating.

I learned a great deal of things. Lot of mistakes I may have committed, but the greatest learning is from the biggest mistakes, we commit. I learned through the entire course of events that took place in 2012.

I’m thankful to all my friends, acquaintances, relatives and whosoever came in my proximity. However, I may not have done what my friends expected from me, to the fullest, but I tried to justify whatever I did or intended to do. I believe we are living in a society where we find it difficult to please everyone, nonetheless, I think our attempts should never be at displeasing anyone – be it our friend or even an unknown human being.

We all must bid a cheerful adieu to the out-going year. Let’s take a vow – we shall never spill the beans of hatred, but live with care and affection. If we intentionally or unintentionally have done something, which we later realized was wrong, we ought to seek forgiveness and regret the act, with intent to – not indulging in it further. Religious connotations also suggest, “The first to apologize is the bravest, the first to forgive is the strongest, the first to forget is the happiest.”  

New Year Resolution: I wish and pray to Almighty for the better future of all my proximities. I pray to Almighty, to bestow the blessings on all of us, specifically in the shape of ameliorated behaviors, personalities and societies at large. I’ll try my level best to do justice with whatever I do, to make people happy genuinely, and to seek forgiveness where ever my acts/decisions impact some people negatively. I pray to Almighty, for the development of my knowledge and understanding of various subjects. I wish to stay as motivated/ dedicated as possible towards the goals and objectives that I have set for myself. Amen!

Happy New Year! Best of luck to all my friends, relatives and acquaintances for the year ahead, May all your genuine wishes come true. Enjoy and be affectionate to whosoever surrounds you. May the coming year permeate more happiness, love, affection and bonhomie among all the fellow mates!

Thank You


By Yasir Reshi

Knotty Appreciation!

Is this my prerogative to judge people, I think not. Almighty is judging us, he is the supreme/ Almighty, that’s why he is judging us all but how is it that his creation is judging one another, when he made all of us equal, no preferences were given to anyone over the other. Every Individual tries to undermine and subvert the intelligence/ acts of others; they cannot even see the good work which demands appreciation. Even If the quantum of quality work is very meagre, we can still encourage the person for that act, but conversely we prefer quiescence. We find it easy to criticize the minor demerit but find it difficult to praise the major merits. If a person has worked day in and day out for something or on some task, which means a lot of exertion has been put in, at least an observer needs to conceive that, how can he turn a blind eye? Conferring credit on the good deeds spurs up the confidence; contrarily demoralizing thoughts are disheartening.

The feeling of prejudice shouldn’t be their while doing any job, those things ensue in a decision which may be utterly biased and uncalled-for. If I like the person’s statement or any act for that matter, I should be able to appreciate it, regardless of the avalanche of problems I might be having with the individual at personal domain. On the basis of past encounters, I being cynical of whatever good the person does and finding it difficult to credit the individual is the most unfortunate and unlikeable part, even on the doctrines of religion.

Appreciate the right and condemn the wrong – Don’t appreciate on the basis of camaraderie and don’t abhor on the basis of preceding hatred.


-Yasir ‘S Reshi

Love for the Mystic Saint - Sheikh Syed Abdul Qadir Jeelani (RA)

Every time I used to pay obeisance to the holy place. We lost one of our ancient heritage architecture to this stormy fire, which after minutes, became so uncontrollable and fierce to contain. This fire can only devastate the ancient edifice but not the inner faith/ belief, which we all have in such holy places. The 200 year old historical shrine was built in a deep veneration, for the 11th century saint, Sheikh Syed Abdul Qadir Jeelani (RA) in Kashmir; it cuts across all the religious barriers. Its graceful white and green exterior used to hide a glorious papier-mâché interior - Arabic script and floral motifs, supported by papier-mâché palms.

I’m going to miss that beautiful shrine, that satisfaction, tranquillity, place where atonement transpired. I think whenever people were sad or in need of any help, this place solaced them and provided them with the unimaginative happening (miracle). The devotees witnessed the placidness while visiting the spiritual place and that composure will undeniably be missed; the touch of ancient heritage is in itself a soothing consolation to our mind. We can now re-make it with gold or whatever but what we lost is irreparable. Sheikh Syed Abdul Qadir Jeelani (RA) is considered to be the head/ King of all saints, their embracers are ubiquitously spread all around the world, and the love which people have with them and their valuables can never be undermined.

May the mercy of Almighty Allah be showered down on us all!


-Yasir Reshi

Au revoir 2011

When I look back and reminisce the blithesome moments that transpired in 2011: those sweet nostalgic remembrances are making me euphoric; this is a very special year for me. I learned a great deal of new things which includes my indulgence in a plethora of new/positivistic happenings that took place. 2011 will always be remembered, owing to the fact that the major portion of adventures and events, which I was part of, added spirit to my jocund and lively persona. The uniqueness of 2011 is ascribed to the new mates around me, who made the latter part of 2011 worth remembering/ unforgettable. In 2011, I came to know about the new doctrines which insisted on un-learning and re-learning mechanisms, for the amelioration of uncertain future. For me 2011 is totally attributed to Change, Change which I at times wished to see and at times, disliked the most; nonetheless witnessed.

I wish a very happy New Year to all my acquaintances, friends and relatives. May the coming year permeate more happiness, love, affection and bonhomie among all the fellow mates! I pray to almighty Allah, for the better future and the fulfilment of every individuals dream. Amen!

By Yasir Reshi.
 

Ebullient Odyssey To Pahalgam

From initial Disinterest to the Sheer Joviality: A Trip worth Remembering.

It was my first university expedition. Initially, I was not interested because of the reason that my close acquaintances or the jocund mates around me were not coming due to their personal reasons. The main cause of my disinterest was coordinating and managing the jaunt, which in our class is always a difficult task. We are a class of diverse ideologies and multifaceted opinions accompanied by an outlandish attitude, always ready to dissent, whatever the issue may be. Sometimes, the dissension is positive for our class and sometimes badly counterproductive.

When I woke up in the morning of 22 October 2011, it was 7.25 AM and I was still wondering whether to go or not. But, when I got the call from my classmate and that call was immediately followed by a call from the faculty member, enquiring about the number of candidates coming and from which place. Then I thought it would be grossly unjustifiable to defy the directives of honourable director and other accompanying faculty members. When I reached the pick-up location, it was appalling to learn that only five or seven classmates were present out of thirty, who have already assented to the idea of picnic by forwarding their names in writing. That signifies the level of responsibility, we all share.

Finally, we left the pick-up location amidst inclemency. It was raining terribly; heightening the enthusiasm as well as disinterest. Our bus finally departed with a large number of faculty members on board. Classmates were very enthusiastic and their cheerful alacrity was providing me a kind of impetus, which made me euphoric. I think if people around you are happy, you are also happy and if people around you are unhappy, you are unhappy as well. My classmates were ceaselessly singing and shouting the songs that I have rarely heard. I was confounded by the song selection and as a result of that I switched on my headphone and started watching a movie ‘Up’ (animated). But, I was enjoying the happenings around me; it was an ultimate playfulness, where everyone was trying to enjoy the moments.

When we reached Pahalgam, the climatic conditions were totally gelid. It (Pahalgam) was outrageously frigid with fast-moving breeze and enshrouded with impenetrable clouds. The initial panoramas made me reminiscent of harry potter fighting the dark lord amid volatile natural surroundings. When I came out of the bus, faculty members invited me and the class for a cup of tea, as it was shivery cold. Then we planned a trip to betaab valley which was later on countermanded due to non-availability of transportation. We had a hearty lunch accompanied by the beautiful lot of jokes and continuous laughs, which made it unique in a positive way. Now, we all were ready to encounter the climatic severity, fast-moving breeze and the haunted clouds. I and my classmates were enjoying the moment: Chatting, Singing, joking, jesting and shooting snaps of everything around. Some were very enthusiastic about photographs; group snaps and individual clicks as well. Photographs generally capture the lovely moments with the help of which it becomes easy for every individual to reminisce and cherish. But, I don’t know why I took only scenic shots - obviously, owing to the reason that nature intrigues me more than anything else.

Camp fire (sic) and the events surrounding that beautiful place (picket), from where we took the entire panoramic view of Pahalgam was staggeringly awesome. A cup of tea which we all had there, proved to be very lucky for our class because at the same time, we got a call from the university about some of our classmates winning awards, for their splendid performance in Sonzal (Event). Everybody was enjoying, and enjoying to the fullest - “The Delightful moments.”   

The aforementioned enjoyment was followed by a handsome horse ride which we decided to go for, after the insisting efforts of my classmates and my personal desire. It was raining enormously, but I found the coalescence of rain and ride very idyllic.

After completing the joyous ride, our prescribed time of pleasurable roaming came to an end. I with my classmates rushed to the location of buses, where we bussed ourselves, and took off amidst the torrential rain and cheerful screaming. I was highly ebullient; the feeling was totally antithetical to what I perceived in the morning, when I came out of my quilt/ duvet. I also shouted with my classmates even if I scantily know the songs or most of the time I could only recollect the first line, because of my close propinquity with English songs/ celluloid. It was a moment of high-pitched excitation and zestfulness for all of us.

En route to Srinagar, we took a brief hiatus and went to the local Akad Park. In Akad Park, we played different games and most of them (games) were providing me with the nostalgic vibe of puerility. It was the absolute pinnacle of playfulness and enjoyment, which I was part of and witnessed. Once again, bus engine revved up and we all went aboard! The enjoyment continued till we reached Srinagar.

Songs of all sorts were whistled out and dedicated to all the faculty members in general and the teachers present in our bus in particular. First I thought the faculty members present in our bus will accompany us in various enchanting acts but, they restrained themselves from all sorts of jocund activities and were just mute spectators/ onlookers, keeping that teacher-student line intact. Nonetheless, teachers present in our bus were young, yet outdated. Sometimes, “we have to be undisciplined, to know and contrast it from the discipline.”

Till the end, I was charged and continuously attempting to make every person around me happy. Irony of the whole trip is that, the classmates who put forward the picnic application didn’t turn up. Out of 30 written committals, only 19 surfaced. Responsibility is the word that struck my mind when I saw my classmates flouting their own written commitments.

The Pahalgam trip is one of the best jaunts I have ever had and will always remember. The ones who came are satiated with the gratifying remembrances, and the classmates who turned down or simply didn’t come have missed a great deal.

By Yasir Reshi