I am not really a patriot or a
nationalist either; I wouldn’t really go and enjoy the beating retreat
at Wagah and enjoy shouting praises for India as if it is a standoff with Pakistan
and come back feeling victorious by displaying the best of my patriotism. Although
today I feel different, I want to go to Wagah sit on those stands and get a
glimpse of some people on the other side. It has been long since I have seen
them.
For Mariam and Amna: I remember it was one heavy winter evening in
Bonn, Germany, which was adding to my depression, when I met the two of
them. We bonded over a discussion on Humsafar
(Pakistani drama on TV) and our friendship never looked back. The worse of my
days in deep depression and gloom I was with them, in a small room of a dormitory
we would do whatever possible to feel better.
Cooking, watching films or roaming around in Sarees on the streets on Cologne.
Often relations are built on circumstances, needs and whatever is missing from
your life but our relationship built on the fact that we could think beyond the
obvious. We believed in being above religion and politics or any other things
which separates people from these two nations. I am glad we did for I never
felt as close to anyone as for the two of them. Apart from anything what
sustained us was the desire to share, when they say music and literature bond
people, they are not wrong. We shared all good things that we knew, be it
books, poetry, music, films and yes food! None of us is in Germany today, we
are again divided by borders but yeah the social media keeps us united and
going. We still share our happiness and gloom like we never said good bye.
For Sophia - Peshwar ka Ladhki: She says we can be the perfect couple. I agree. It will
be the best relationship ever, breaking all social and religious boundaries – a
hetero-homo-open -live in relationship. Wow! How revolutionary it sounds. And so
is she. I give credit to myself that we got to know each other, I was a recruiter
and she was an applicant. For strange reason I reached out to her to get a job (I
guess I was on a promotional spree that Asians must get European jobs) and we
ended up becoming friends and flat-mates later on. I still remember the first
day I met her; it was like we knew each other for ages. Interestingly again it
was hard times that brought us so close and not even ones I felt that she was
different, and I believe we were intelligent enough to handle our differences.
I remember reading out to her a good bye note I wrote for someone I love and
crying while she was consoling me like my sister would have. We did part ways when
I left Berlin but not single day went by thereafter when we didn’t speak. It
doesn’t seem that we are away – and how beautifully Gulzar has put it I guess
just for us - Saath
rehnaa aur rozmarraa kii zindagii me milnaa zaruurii nahii, kuchh rishte ek
dusre ki izzat aur ehteraam se bhii bante hain (It is not necessary
to be together in everyday life, some relationships are built on respect and
trust)".
When I heard about the blast at
the Wagah Border, I thought about my friends there and how I haven’t seen them
for ages. There is absolutely nothing that can happen which could possibly turn
me away from the three of them. The
blasts, terrorism and all other things which stand between the two
countries are oblivious for us and this is the reason we are together. We
randomly planned to meet at Wagah and wave at each other, since there will be a
swarm of Indian and Pakistani flags on the respective sides, we have decided to
take a German flag and wave so that the
very odd ones can be spotted easily.
This is why I want to go to
Wagah, I might not be able to see them closely but a glimpse will be enough for
it has been long and I don’t know when I will be with them again. I also want
to tell the haters that some bomb blasts won’t scare me or make me hate for I
was born only to love.


3 comments:
Thank you for a lovely post about friendship. I am fed up of hate and the gleeful viciousness with which most Indians gloat at bad news from Pakistan. What kind of people does that make us? It is as ridiculous to brand every Pakistani a terrorist as it would be to say that every Indian man is a rapist. I'd love to be able to shed the poisonous historical baggage and go to Pakistan and tour the country. It is a fascinating place in so many ways and encouraging friendship and free trade/travel is what will ultimately defeat the terrorists and the war mongers in the establishment by simply making them irrelevant and unpopular. It is pretty sad if one's patriotism is only definable in terms of hating another country.
Thanks for reading and giving a positive reply. I am tired of the hate mongers
A Big Thank you for such a Beautiful Story Soumya Saxena :) this is beyond Beautiful! Even I have a Friend from Pakistan! We never met though, but will definitely do meet her one day! No bombblast will stop me from that! My SoulSister I can say! I call her Angel O:) ! Lieutenant of paki navy she is! I just donno how I bumped into her! We bonded over a discussion on an Indian drama IKNMP! Then over the time we came really close to each other! As the caption of your story says 'Beyond the border lives a part of my Soul! Beyond the border lives a Huge part of my Soul too O:) ! My heart bleeds every day for meeting her atleast to see her! But that's not possible,not any soon! My heart thumps to high if I hear about any blasts in her vicinity! I actually started keeping a track record of Pakistan since I knew her :v ! This is a small glimpse of my story I felt like sharing, by reading yours :) ! Once again...sooo Beautiful it is O:) ! I wish you meet them again sooner!
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