Who am I

I offer my daily prayers in Arabic,
I often hum a tamil rap now an then.
I studied sanskrit shlokas in school recited them with full vigour and can do it anyday.
I miss my childhood days in a small town named Ambernath.
I loved the way a khadi clad gujarati fought with the entire British empire for Indian independence.
I am filled with joy evrytime i see people performing bhangra.
I like to dig in to scrumptious food cooked on Sankaranthi the same way i savour sheerkhurma on eid.
I secrelty wanted to sneak out and play holi with my friends every year.
I stand up and applaud every six that is hit by Dhoni or Tendulkar, scream on evry wicket taken by Kumble or Harbhajan.
I made best of the friends with Emil Taj Shashi and scroes more.
I was fascinated by Amar Chitra Katha's Dasha Aavataar, used to read Ramayan and Mahabharath with equal interest like i used to read Mandrake or Phantom.
I perfomred a small pooja at the inauguration of TT tournament at our club, coz none of the others knew any mantras.

These and many more similar things can be anyones dreams wishes, day to day activities, aspirations, likes, dislikes. Have we forgotten who we are before being a hindu, a muslim, a Tam , a maratha, a sikh, a bihari.... Think again and ask yourslef ....

Who am I ??

Well typical me....

forgot to add the photo we took at the end of our trip here it is....

Cheers....

Iqbal....

Time to say Alvida...

Hi guys....

My first try at writing a blog... :), trust me i am no good at writing, but like my motto fortune favours the brave i got enough courage to write my own blog ;)
On a more serious note, it feels bad leaving all my friends here at California not knowing when we meet again. Being not so good at emoting i could not express how i felt while all of us... Oh! let me introduce u to my friends with whom i got together at California. Theres Shashi.... the cyber guy, Our very own "Koraka" Narayan, The guy who forgot how to :) Pramod, Ever :) ing Shaanya, Stylish Manoj, and The GUY Rahul..... Well these guys were leaving for home and i was just standing there not knowing how to bid them goodbye, not knowing what to say... and then out of the blue shashi eyes watered... i was like what ??? of all guys shashi ? i did'nt expect anybody would cry that day. whatever action, words, thoughts i had in mind vanished... i was just thinking about what just happened.... and could not stop thinking hours later...how our friendship had grown thru these years ? from the days of our Naryas korkology classes to Pramod's silly excuses not come to Durgadbail .. the best one i could remember was this one... "Le maniga late bandra mani baju awara tappa tilakotara" ha ha ha to my silly fights and dumb arguments... which i realised very recently ;)
I thought of Deepya ... it would have been a completely different scene if he had been around...we missed him sooo much in this trip...
Well i think that i am writing way too much .. and boring all u guys... so time to say....

Adios Amigos...

See you soooooon sometime .... Miss u all guys till then .....

Well..... actually.... not that much.... ;)