Remember - Growing Older Is Mandatory, Growing Up Is Optional. Article by: John Muzorewa

The first day of school our Professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old.Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant Squeeze."Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids.""No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age."I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!"she told me.After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate Milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.Frustrated and a little embarrassed, she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
REMEMBER : GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

Zindagi ka Bharosa Nahin....

I recently lost a Friend of mine, Mr. Riyaz, He encouraged me a Lot... He died in a Accident....
I used to work in his Company as a Graphic Designer..
He has 2 sons, Kitna bura hai na? He was only 30 or 32 Years Old, Abhi unko ek beta hai, 3 months ka hai, He lost his Father. Ek aur Beta paanch saal (5 Years) ka hai.......
I thank God that we all are Lucky............
Zindagi hai chhoti si, Har pal mein khush raho...
He was a Genius Person, I've ever met...
I met him last month. He asked me about my dad & mom.. I told him : " Saab aapki dua se sab maze mein hai." He smiled & said in a Very Hyderabadi Style : "Zara merku koi bhi Role hai toh dekho na bawa, Main bhi karta Acting... Zara kal ke din bade aadmi ban gaye toh ye gareeb ku bhi yaad rakho miyaan.." We used to chat a Lot.............
Kabhi Office mein kaam nahin hota tha, toh we used to chat everything.......... I was Daily Looking at a Girl ,in front of our office , He once came from behind & once again said me in a Very Hyderabadi Style : "Kya miyaan Rishabh, Himayat Nagar mein koi pottiyan (girls) nahin hai kya? Yahan aake Lina (Line) marre, Lage raho bawa, lage raho........... Bawa ku boltu, ruko........"

He gave me the Idea of Angels. A Documentary which I made......
He encouraged me a lot... Aise dost ko bhulna mushkil hi nahin, balki, Na mumkin hai......
He used to say a lots of Shayaaris... One of his Shayaari : "Duniya mein aaye ho toh aisa koi kaam karo Meri jaan, Taa ke Tum Jaane ke baad saari Duniya yaad kar sake"....
And today, aapko main toh yaad rakhunga Sir, Chahe aapko saari duniya bhula dey, Lekin, main aapko hamesha yaad rakhunga, I Promise.............
He Lived like a KING....
Office mein jitne bhi log kaam karte the, unko bolte the : " Arrey kya hai miyaan, Aisa kare toh kaisa miyaan, Zara Acha karo na Baigan". He never scolded anybody.........
And Today, I miss him a lot..........
And though, He was a Muslim, He used to Obey other people's Religion & used to celebrate each Festival with all the Joy, just like, Ramzaan.

Dosti ki nahin jaati, Dosti ho jaati hai, Dosti agar baed(Increase) jaaye toh, Zindagi ban jaati hai......
I Miss You a Lot Sir.............
Upar waala bhi kuch ajeeb hai yaar, Jo koi bhi acha ho, toh usko jaldi upar bula leta hai...

Zindagi chalti nahin hai, Chalana padta hai........ Zindagi ka bharosa na raha.........