
"Dard mein bhi yeh lab muskura jaate hain,beete lamhe humein jab bhi yaad aate hain".....so simple,yet so true..it's kind of amazing how a mere remembrance or recollection of good times can bring you back from the dumps..sounds philosophical,go try it out..
The next time u feel down,feels like heart is sinking,world is not a good place to live anymore... just think about those old jokes u shared with ur gang, those warm bear hugs u've received n given , the euphoria of banging ur head to some quality rock music , watching seasons after seasons of FRIENDS ..
Saying 'I love you' for the first time,that first kiss,that head on ur shoulders,that hand in urs...mom's insistence on havin that extra bit of food,that 'oh my child!,u've become so thin' remark everytime she sees u after long, no matter how many pounds u've added on to your frame..dad's sound advice n silent love..
Granma's stories,family gatherings where a lot many dumped scandals are unveiled..those songs u sang(maybe not the right word :) ) at the top of ur voice behind those 'bolted' bathroom doors(safety comes first)...those 'daru' parties where if u r a teetotaller ,u have to have that additional quality of being a very,very good listener too :)..
Those long discussions about girls/boys,cricket matches n just about anything n everything resulting in nothing :)...those boring lectures,bunking classes,canteen samosas..those smiles n laughters galore.....
u'll be up,up my friend(u gtta think straight here :))..u'll never forget what 'phoenix' means ever again...
