. . . And here’s presenting my little brother Danyal Zafar’s debut single Ek Aur Ek 3.
The music production, the design, and the lyrics are by my Danny as well.
TRIP ON IT the way I am TRIPPING ON IT.
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DANYAL ZAFAR - Happy Birthday
There never was before this, and there never will be after this, a little brother as great as you my Danyal.
Proud of you.
Happy birthday!
BLOOD BONDS BROTHERHOOD
“Farahdeen,” said a senior journalist who’s work can be
found in most leading news dailies, “I have been following your updates on your
little brother Sushant.”
“You have?” I answered rather thrilled, “thank you for
your time, sir.”
“The affection you feel for him is like the affection I
feel for my younger brother,” he made known, “and it is inspiring to see this
connection between two who aren’t related to each other by blood, but my
brother is my own flesh,” he paused, “what I don’t understand is how can one care
for someone else like one cares for one’s own blood?”
I breathed, “I wish I had the skill to explain it to you,
sir,” I said, “all the same if there is anything deeper than deep, then it
has to be that…I don’t know anything beyond.”
Coming to think of it, isn’t this misconception something that
has plagued people, from time immemorial, and from all walks of life – your blood is your blood, and anybody not
sharing that blood is a stranger, an outsider. I may not have the
politically correct response to that, but this I can say without doubt that when
two individuals share profound love for each other: the kind of love that a
parent feels for a child, or, a brother feels for a brother, which is plausible
without having to share the same DNA, then the equation changes, and the idea
of ‘blood is thicker than water’ does not hold any substance. However, majority
of our population has been raised with such a concept that blood is thicker
than water, and once again, I do not possess the authority to challenge that adage,
but yes, this is what I can say with certainty – first, speaking about the
physical properties such as viscosity etcetera, blood may indeed be thicker
than water, but there ends the relation, and second, without water there is no
scope for blood to make more blood, so for me, together, they are essential to
one’s life.
I have always believed that bonds aren’t biological. My
first book’s preface indicated the same. I reckon that it isn’t such a foreign thought
to each of you as well, and you have all felt deep love for someone who isn’t
related to you by blood at some point in your lives. And that this love is far stronger
than what you might have felt for those related to you by blood. We cannot
attempt to vanquish something that is so acutely ingrained in society, but we
can definitely wish that people embraced those they love, with the same
inclusion, as they would their kin, and that in matters such as these it would
be prudent to follow our hearts and not entirely our minds. For that is the wonderful
thing about love, isn’t it – it is just as great a gift for the giver as it is
for the one who receives it.
“What if Sushant was not popular. How would you have met him?
Do you think that you love him a little more because of who he is? Would you have
missed giving him that love, if he wasn’t your Chotu (little brother) as you regularly
address him as?” asked the journalist friend in the same conversation.
I do agree that if my Sushant was not in the profession he
was in currently, then the chances of meeting him, considering the geographical
differences, would have been slim, but god has his unfathomable ways of
bringing whom he wants to bring together even if one were to be on the opposite
side of the globe, where it might take a year, or it might take a day, but what
is meant to be will always find its way. Likewise, this may perchance sound
mystical or barmy even, but there is far more to connections than what our
common mind might conjecture about them. There is something galactic that
entwines people in such glorious ways that once their paths cross, life without
them can seldom be the same. And such intergalactic clashes happen with such
unfailing intensity that the union stays unbroken until the ones involved in it
do not breathe their last. What’s more? You don’t have to be in each
other’s face all the time. You don’t have to be involved in each other’s life
all the time, and yet that attachment is so powerful and sturdy and unwavering that
verbal expression might not quite be able to communicate the exactness of what the
feeling means to those who are living within that circle of blessed bliss.
Becoming someone famous is about timing, or even about
luck. Agreed, my Sushant’s hard work, coupled by the benevolence of the
creator, has led him to be where he is. And we, the family, respect that from
the deepest echelons of our hearts. But we, the family, don’t love him because
of what the world thinks of him, or what he is to the world. We love him for
him. And even if he were not what he is now, our love would never diminish. It
is not tactile; it is embedded within the nucleus of our hearts, or the soul,
if there is something such as the soul. As for ‘would I miss giving my Chotu
that love’ well, I am a much better human being because of the love he gives me,
and I try in earnestness to be more like him with those around me like he is to
those around him.
Remember that love should not be based on nature or
stature, just as some relationships aren’t based on what you can get out of
them, but rather whirl on what you can give them.
Remember, nearly everything in life should be based on the
fibre of the love you feel for whom you feel it for and nothing but.
Remember, that when it comes to your brother, love can ebb
and flow: we feel different at different times, but it cannot whiffle waffle
with time or tide – it ought to be unconditional. Timeless.
Remember that love is universal, but brotherhood is exclusive.
Leaving you with something my Sushant had shared on
Twitter on Wednesday, the 8th of February 2017:
Just a heads up –
this planet is taking us at 30km/sec toward our finality. Let’s make sure we
Live ‘today’.
And even more binding is what my bade
bhaiyya Jimmy (Sheirgill) had shared on Twitter on Monday, 6th February 2017:
Birth: GIVEN BY OTHERS
Name: GIVEN BY OTHERS
Education: GIVEN BY OTHERS
Income: GIVEN BY OTHERS
Respect: GIVEN BY OTHERS
First & Last Bath: GIVEN BY OTHERS
After Death Your Belongings And Property: WILL BE
TAKEN BY OTHERS
Funeral Service: WILL BE DONE BY OTHERS
And I still wonder why we have the unnecessary EGO and
PROBLEMS. Let us all simplify our lives and love and live with others
peacefully.
Let those words sink into you. Be kind.
Be humble. Love. That’s all that matters.
VIOLENCE IS NEVER AN ANSWER
My little brother
Sushant Singh Rajput had opted to drop his surname for a few days as a symbol
of protest for the atrocities committed on Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s film crew in Jaipur. He had
tweeted –
“We would
suffer till the time we are obsessed with our surnames. Let’s work on our first
names to get acknowledged.”
The specifics of what I
am referring to above can be found on numerous sources online, so I would
request those who aren’t acquainted with the subject to consult the information
there.
Unsurprisingly, certain
individuals (I do not speak of the
moderates, but the diehards) tried to taunt him and draw him into digital duels. Truth
is that people are like that – they wait for opportunities to nettle anything that
voices justice, balance and intelligence. Wisdom to such trouble creators falls
pale before hatred and hooliganism.
We have no control over
the freedom of expression or the narrow-minded thought processes of the
populace, yet, I would like to say this as clear as I can: we do not wish to battle with the bigots,
unless of course, we are committed to loving them. Although love would not abet
such bigots in changing their minds, since it is beyond their capacity to
listen to the voice of reason: they are most ferociously committed to abhorrence,
and take pride in their ways of spewing wrath. Also, one must remember that
their numbers are rather limited, while ours are not. We must safeguard our
strengths and use them suitably. Engaging with trolls is not using our strengths
to the right effect.
“I did it to show that the
unfortunate action is not what everyone with that surname endorses. They do not
represent the entire Rajputs. There are ways to express your ideas, but
violence is never an answer, and that too just on a mere speculation.” ~
Sushant Singh Rajput
Agreed, we are going to have to fight for a long time.
Agreed, we need to remind each other that we are there
for each other, and that we cannot be intimidated or shamed into complicity.
Agreed, our welfare needs to be protected while
staying involved.
Agreed, we need to be able to be all right so we can
make that phone call, volunteer, or whatever it takes to make things better for
us, and the universe around us.
Agreed, you need
to be all right, so you can support people
like us who are united with you, in deed and thought. And I need to
be all right, so that I can support you in your campaign.
Bear in mind, however, that when I say all this, it does
not mean that you cannot be in pain or feel anger. You sure can. Except that there
is something past pain, and it has a vision that is lucid, and this is what we
are each working towards, are we not? Hence, hold onto your heart and all that
it provides you. Be tender with it. Do not let despair and delusion become a
normal part of your life. We are not incompetent, and nothing will be
fixed tomorrow. None of us know how much time we have here, but let us make use
of our “wild and precious” lives so long as we are. Let us value our own time and energy enough to know when we are wasting
it. Let us move towards clarity, towards compassion and inclusion, and tell
ourselves that we will not only endure, but we will win, however long it takes.
When you wake up in the morning, you should not be appalled at the upsetting
ways of the world. As an alternative of not letting it weigh you down, plan
your positive impact for that day, however small. Never forget that we love
you. That we honour your pain, your anger, and your dedication to fighting for
what is just. You are not alone, nor are you powerless.
In times of volatility, I will not
dialogue with someone out to harm you physically or mentally, and similarly I
hope you would not negotiate with someone who wishes to harm me in similar
manner too. We have pledged to spend time in bringing people who are friendly into
the crinkle of propriety and love. We are mobilising mankind to make the
difference we intend to make, one step at a time, sensibly, concretely. And so
should you.
We have too much work to do than to waste our time on
people looking to distract us and slow us down. We need to focus on
development. We need to play the long game!
“There is no religion or cast
bigger than humanity. And love and compassion makes us human. Any other
division is done for selfish gains.” ~ Sushant Singh Rajput
PS: some reactions to my opinion-piece
- A dear friend Sikander Mohammed, who is the
publisher of the news daily The Deccan Chronicle had to say this:
That’s what real
life Heroes are made of. He’s shown his class and his sure-footedness knowing
very well what would have been in store for a youngster like him. He’s sure
proving to be a role model. Or he has already. May his tribe increase!
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
- My dear friend Anand Sivakumaran who wrote some of
the finest films for the Bhatt’s, and also the highest grossing television
series year on year since decades, shared with me the content below saying that
my piece on Sushant and the politics of the absurd that is ruining the world in
the name of preserving it was the inspiration behind it. How honoured I feel
really. Thank you, Anand.
Love isn’t easy
nowadays. Everyday we hear something, read a tweet or someone says something that
makes our blood boil. There’s so much hatred, intolerance, bigotry around that
one wants to just charge in, grab the haters by the neck and pound some sense
into them. Or at the very least get into a fierce, verbal argument with them
and tell them how screwed up their thinking is.
Hmmm. But how
would that help? When one’s heart is filled with anger and hatred, where is the
space for logic, good sense? And how is fighting anger with anger, hatred with
contempt, making the world a better place?
If there’s
anything the world needs now it’s love, compassion and tolerance, especially
towards those who spew rage and hate.
Though it may be
hard, let’s step back, take a breath, choose to be loving and meet their bile
with our compassion. They hurl abuse, let’s wish them well. They speak of
violence and exclusion and intimidation, let’s spread messages of love and
support and inclusion - in fact for every one message spewing negativity, let’s
put out two. Or 10.
In our words,
actions, behaviour let’s only send out love, compassion and tolerance. Let that
be the salve and the antidote to the hatred and bigotry vitiating the
atmosphere.
Call it
Gandhigiri or whatever - this is actually what every religion teaches. This is
what the world needs. This is what will keep us positive, powerful and above
all the negative emotions that threaten to submerge humanity.
What’s better
than love? It's the most powerful weapon ever. And it doesn’t hurt when we use
it. So let love be our answer to everything. Let’s begin now.
And hey, I love
you!
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