Life is not a bed of roses

Today, he met me after eight years. First he smiled and then observed me from head to the feet. He laughed at me and said; Ullu I don't believe it's you. I kept silent and passed a smile and asked him why he was laughing. He said; I never saw you in such a poignant mood. You were the happiest guy i ever met in my life, you used to console me when i was sad due to my problems. You used to make others very happy but what have you done with your appearance. I was very happy to see your photos on FB but here is just a skeleton with a bald head.

Yar you never look like a varsity teacher in such mood. Suddenly, he stopped speaking and looked at me and wiped the three drops of tears shedding from my eyes. Any how is everything alright in life? I think you are sick or, tensed due to career? He said. Listen; if you don't share the reasons of such spell in your life, i would never go back abroad. Yar, By God I am here just for you, I shall never forget how would you help me when i was in difficulty. Warna me nay Islamabad ana he nahi tha. I came here to surprise you but you made me dejected. I changed my mood and brought a disguised happiness on my face and said; ar kuch kahna hy? Yar nothing happened with me. It is just because of the hot weather and the tough routine. By the way, what would you like to have? He said; Ullu tmhen abi b lagta hy mere pass pesy nahi? I laughed laughed and laughed and said Kanjoos.

The table was fully decorated with variety of food. He pointed towards a spicy flesh and asked me to take. I hardly could eat half of the that food. He sarcastically said; hey I am sure I will pay the bill so take your meal without any tension. We both laughed jovially. He said; we have a very short life so take a chill pill ar khaya piya karo. It was a very nice lunch with him. I found him a totally changed person with newly adopted dressing, impression and personality. Time changes the people.