Reflections from 3 idiots

This article swam in my head as I laughed, smiled and cried over 3 idiots. S.o.L. 3 words.3 alphabets. My deepest reflection is this connection and how blessed I am to be connected to these 3 words or idiots. To have landed in this place which gave home. To my calling. My want, my need - to be an idiot!

A movie which touches a subject rare yet an upcoming reality. Facts that have still not been accepted to be called truths. How blessed am I to be a person of integrity; whose truth is this truth. The awe and pleasure of having my education - taleem and tarbiat in this School of Leadership left me purring during the movie- gloating. Smiling. And a little sad to be physically disconnecting with this family soon. But not for long cause aall is well!

It feels as if someone has been inside sol/our trainings and written the script on the same. Amir’s character seems to me a compilation of every action and word lived at SoL. Esp Sheepas. Not suggesting they are uniquely ours, but the universality of those ideas is mesmerizing.

It’s the feeling of turning the radio on and finding my fave song or the song stuck in my head maybe. The randomness of it. Or the comfort or joy of finding someone else who speaks your language in a foreign land. Or even seeing your personally created design on TV on a popular model. The pride. That is how 3 idiots make me feel. Proud. Joyous. Surprised. Comforted. There are more like us. Wow we are deep! :)
And pride also at how we impact and take this message with pride across hundreds every year. Wow. 3 is stuck in my head. 3. SoL. Wow!

On more specific angles, 3 idiots reminds me of certain people. Certain concepts. And these feelings resonate in my heart when I think of my idiot Mohd Umair Ashraf Jaliawala. Joy. Comfort. Randomness. And pride. Loads and loads of pride. In my amazing 28 years of numerous friends, best friends, each beyond comparison, he tops them all. Our person wangda. Our Jalia  He is destined to be a hero!

Then 3 remind me of many 3-angles we had. Sam. Roopa Me. Belal. Samreen. Me. Me Jallo Bull. Me Rumi Ashoo. Me Subu Any. And maybe many more. 3 angles. 3 angels. A constant in my life!

In the stupid exaggerated comedy towards the end, I connect my own. Laughter bouts, happy go lucky attitude, belief in movies, love, humanity, significance of friends and a lot of ‘all is well’. I recognize myself in those 7.5 minutes of decision making Mr. scared had to make, in Farhan’s ‘Mr. kapoor doesn’t matter to me’ or Kareena’s mom’s watch with the new outfit. I am immensely grateful for my attitude and belief which come without the broken bones. For my ever wide, albeit constant Colgate smile :D

Through my company Mr. Belal Ahmed, I recognize comfort of the known and nostalgia of the old. The pleasure of simplicity and no expectations. The power of laughter esp. in masses. And in the song lyrics - the truth of wanting to simply enjoy the sunshine and rain amidst the shit of life.

Oh the song of 3 idiots’ message strike the chords of my heart! Overall 3 words again. WOW.

Highly recommended to go learn your own lessons from it!