True, people come and go for a reason, those come and make us somewhat what we are, and when they leave with a void to fill, with bittersweet experiences.
Well, I have been in the constant search for the reason, where people doesnt come neither go, but just exist on the parallel universe, and still leaving the same perplexed meaning to our existence.

       This is to the couple I have been watching in the library, of the university, since last 2 years, where they have been studying day and night...
   Its very much fulfilling, seeing this beautiful couple, where they exist on the support of each other, witgout looking out to the gardens of Eden.
 
The guy is straight forward and completly assimilated into her, looking at none but her, the space he builds for her is commendable and commands respect from the keen observer.

The girl is cute and simple, with a flare of beauty, can disarm any supermodel, and the way she involves herself around him, is not less then the first fresh breeze of the morning.

A pair of swan, the one which looks to no other but his/her own, makes them synonym of the most genuine word " LOVE".

He keeps his eyes low to all the butterflies around in the garden yet he smiles at her everytime seeing her, at ''Chai Vala's Point" , at "canteen" , at last row of "old library" and every other place where he could find her.
She keeps her eyes low to all the tigers of the jungle yet she matches the eyes of her swan, everytime she sees him, in the lawns near "new library" , at the "hygiene cafe" and on the roads leading to CMS.

Its the beauty, when she waits out of the Mosque for him to finish his prayers, just the sheer respect she yeilds.

To the guy I dont know, except that when we prayed side by side in the mosque sometime, to the girl I dont know, except to those moments when we sit around in the same row of the library.

To the couple, I dont know, except that we all study in same unversity and same library.

The plain beauty, the sheer love and and vibes, that are good enough to feel awesome, just by seeing them, The Ode dedicated to them.

I don’t buy the idea of being segregated on one identity.

       There are times when we as people of a region,religion,caste,creed,sex are categorised Into an homogeneous identity, which I don’t ever buy.
This phenomenon of segregation is all opposite to the whole idea of evolution, and when with our simple acts we undermine the millions of year of evolution into oblivion.
     
      My religion, and my region has always been a intriguing interest of those unconsciously want to segregate from rest of us.
            Muslim and Bihari...
These two titles have been my patch of identity throughout my life, and to the fact these piece of my identity were interchangeable whereever one is more worse or good(in some cases only).
    Why I don’t buy this segregation is that just by birth how I become a Bihari while I have spent my whole life in other parts of India, not that I don’t like my hometown or I don’t I feel like being a member of that society, but at the same time I carry many other regional traits and not just a Bihari but more than that.
 How can you take up my one piece of identity and neglect other originality of same person, segregation is not just taking out me from us but it is segregating me from myself.

   Why I don’t buy this segregation is just by having birth in a Muslim family I don’t become a Muslim without having the faith and my commitment to myself and the humanity, again I would make it clear that it’s not that I don’t like my religion and the identity which I got because of it but I follow this religion is because I have made a conscious decision to follow it with all my faith.

But I have been brought up in a society where Ramayan was taught at home along with other religious stories, studied in a school where we started the day with the word “ॐ”, .

Most of my friends are having different faith and I have learnt a lot from them about their faith and vice versa, and now I feel more Muslim at the same time equally Hindu or Sikh or Christian.

         Well, now those who segregate with my partial identity are total wrong thus I don’t buy any of their labelling.

I am a Bihari but not only a Bihari, more than that if you could see.

I am a Muslim but not only a Muslim, more than that if you could see.

   

       Thank you from an undecided and undivided identity.