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YES Alumni reunion

20 Jun

It’s such a mosaic here at the reunion (Margalla Hotels, Islamabad). With every step you take forward, there would stand an adamant innovative chamber of secrets, waiting to be revealed, explored and exploited. Seriously! They’ve all been former YES scholars, yet diversity prevails in them at it’s very peak.

I tend to categorize them, human by nature is judgmental. I am no exception. (pardon me if I ever claimed I was)

There are people who share quietness with every crisp moment flying by, they dance on the same rhythm, are sparkled by the same intensity of silver yet they sprinkle it quietly. Their presence could only be felt, not noticed. Silence is their ultimate culture. They cuddle with their inner voices, self-created jokes, comments and compliments…. Their comfort renders them uneasy and ignored, and they strive to justify their self promoted definition of fun!

And yet there are geeks who rejoice in pint-sized, meteoric (some times lame) chats. They share with fidelity, their lives and inner hearts and expect a cachinnate ( a roar of laugh) to what is being said in response, disregarding the ratio of loyalty. Such people strive to be even with the silver they shower on every note they twist their feet upon…. This one is the conscious performance.

There are people who roll their eyes all around the ambiance, searching for someone to have a decent conversation with. Strange? we always say that time flies by, yet it’s breezes are gentle for those in isolation.. like an empty rolling chair swinging, screaming for a finger to hold on too, move on with the clock needles. Folks like that believe that company is essential for acceptance and survival. Human is a social animal, they struggle to justify it.

And of course, we always have that Party doesn’t starts unless I walk in crowd. This clique dominates. They are like moon in the dark, the strings of the violin, devoid of them, the melody would lose its charisma. They don’t care about a bit, but their enjoyment. they would march along the narrow street of life justifying Carpe Diem, the most suggested phrase. They are way to caught up, and hate disturbance, so either be like them, or adjust yourself in other category.

There were others who felt eccentric seeing how many different approaches are there to mingle in the most dynamic group of people. They wish and dream to be involved in the same way, like others are.  Just saying, every one is different, they have their own way of painting a picture, just because you don’t like it doesn’t mean it’s not good enough. Within the YES crowd, I really feel that there should be a lot more of that understanding, every one deserves a chance. A company. 🙂

About the sessions, I literally felt that things went realistic for the most part, wasn’t like an excuse to arrange an event. It was ACTUALLY meant to ring a bell in the brains of those who run for Mufta’s. That only those grab them, who work. YES alumni is supposed to be the change factor, is what the sum total of the conference was. Special Kudos to Maria Baji for making me feel that it’s possible to find a shade in a tornado.

Additional supplements, I got to learn how to play Bluff (Thanks to the bus rides), got to learn sign language, and got to interact with a senior of mine, Firasat Baji, I am glad I met you!

These moments of yore would always be remembered, the above mentioned carelessly formulated opinions are mere delusions that will dampen my vision now and then. There would be moments when laughs and jokes, advises and tastes, warnings and awkwardness, clicks and snaps would become faint distant memories, but they would never be in-discernible. The fog and the mist of the running events in life would never keep my extended arm from feeling them. For now, it’s just my weakened strength that is waving good-bye to the past weekend.

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