...My Best Day at Juhu...
Hello,πΈ
Let's
document one of my best days. I'm so
happy today because I'm visiting Juhu with my hearts, 4lyferz. I'm very
excited!~Ahaaa..
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| ☆View from metro station ☆ |
I woke up
around 11 a.m., brushed my teeth, and jumped straight to a plate of biryani
with lassi. Yummm! After that, I studied for a little while—very little,
actually. Just five questionsπ . That's it, because Abbu kept calling me.
Then I
spent some time scrolling through reels and chatting, which is pretty much my
usual morning routine at home.
After
that, I stood in front of my wardrobe trying to decide what to wear. As Sabeb
and I had already planned, we were going to wear kurtis with jeans today. But
then I realized I had nothing to wear. The new kurti I had didn't match my
jeans at all. I felt like wearing a T-shirt, but I had already worn the same
white T-shirt during my last Juhu visit. So, after almost ten minutes of
thinking and searching, I finally decided to wear my grey kurti with faded blue jeans. Honestly, it was the worst combination, as always. I paired it with my
grey shoes, and just like that, the world's worst outfit combination was
officially complete.
After
getting ready, I enjoyed a nice cold shower. Then I brushed my teeth once
again—yes, again. Today's special lunch was prepared by my little sister, Dara.
If I had to rate it, I'd say the dal wasn't fully cooked and didn't even have
tadka, the rice was half-cooked, but the aloo ki sabzi was actually good.
Overall, I'd give it a 6 out of 10. Can do better, Chef Dara.
Before
leaving, Abbu asked me, "Tum har week Juhu kyun jaati ho?" I didn't
think answering that question was a good idea because my whole plan could've
been cancelled. So, I quietly sat there for a few minutes. Then he asked me
again, very lovingly, if I should go. At that exact moment, Dara became my
bodyguard and immediately said, "Tu jaa Appi." This girl always takes
the arrows meant for me. Getting scolded is practically her department. Finally,
Abbu smiled and said, "Yes." And just like that, I was officially
ready to leave.
I washed
my face, applied moisturizer, a little bit of foundation, and a light coat of
mascara. Done. But honestly, I was sweating so much that my face felt like it
was melting because of the heat. Then Dara suggested, "Neck piece
pehen." The moment I wore it, my entire look came together.
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| ♡khush♡ |
As
planned, Sabeb and I were going to reach Juhu early, while Shrey would come
directly after finishing her office. As soon as I got ready, I checked WhatsApp
and saw that Sabeb had already texted me saying, "I'm out of my
home." I immediately rushed to catch the metro, withdrew some cash, and by
the time I reached the platform, one metro had already left. I waited another two
or three minutes before the next one arrived. While I was travelling, Meet Sir
called me regarding making reels. Honestly, I don't want to make videos with
him anymore. I want to present myself independently, and Inshallah, that day
isn't very far away.Guys,
today I told a lie. Sabeb had already reached Andheri and called to ask where I
was. The truth was that I hadn't even reached JB Nagar yet, but I confidently
replied, "Haan... Western Express tak aa gayi." Sorry. While
travelling, I was talking to Chand and asking her which side would be better to
exit from. I became so engrossed in our conversation that I completely forgot
Sabeb was waiting for me. Suddenly it hit me, and I quickly started walking
towards the west side. I looked right, then left, then right again, and a
little further ahead, I finally saw her standing there. Honestly, she looked so
beautiful in her blue kurti. Seeing her instantly made me happy.
The
weather was extremely hot, and the very first thing both of us wanted was
water. So we went downstairs in search of it. The funny part was that we were
desperately looking for water but kept finding food everywhere instead. It's
true what people say—the one thing you're actually looking for is always the
hardest to find. We even asked at Merwans, but they didn't have drinking water.
Thankfully, I remembered another nearby shop, and finally, both of us got
water. Alhamdulillah.
We waited
only about two minutes for the bus, but the heat was unbearable, so we decided
to take an auto instead. We asked one driver, and luckily he agreed
immediately. Sabeb sat first, then I joined her, and the moment we settled in,
both of us took out our phones and instantly started recording videos. Her
phone camera is seriously amazing. Mashallah.
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| Hum..ja rahe hai πΆ |
As we sat
in the auto, both of us couldn't stop talking. We were trying to remember the
last time we had met, and after thinking for a while, we finally realized it
was on 10th May. We spent the ride catching up on everything that had
happened since then. I shared stories about my office life, resignations,
investments, and everything in between. Sabeb also told me that she wants to
build a career in the creative field. Listening to her reasons made me
genuinely happy because I truly believe she is naturally talented in
creativity. I honestly pray that Allah grants her every single thing she dreams
of—perhaps even more than what I wish for myself. Talking and laughing all the
way, we finally reached near the ISKCON Temple.
The
moment I saw the temple, I immediately remembered Chand. She loves coming here,
and if she had been with us that day, we probably would've gone inside as well.
From there, we walked towards Juhu. Near the entrance, there's a narrow lane
with delicious food stalls lined up on both sides. But as soon as we entered
the beach area, both of us became a little disappointed. The condition of Juhu
was heartbreaking. There was plastic, garbage, and litter everywhere. People
come here searching for peace, creating beautiful memories, and spending
quality time with their loved ones, yet we ourselves are slowly destroying such
a beautiful place. It genuinely felt sad to see.
On the
left side, there was a beautiful colourful garden filled with green grass and
benches. The only problem was the bright afternoon sun. Sabeb and I started
looking for a comfortable place to sit, but instead of finding an empty bench,
we happily settled on the grass. I had carried my huge art and craft bag with
me, and the moment we sat down, I literally opened my entire little stationery
shop there. We both looked at each other and started wondering what we should
draw today. Just sitting there together, drawing with one of my favourite
people, felt incredibly peaceful. I silently prayed for our friendship and
thought to myself, "4lyferz. No nazar."
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| -In the garden- |
While we
were completely engrossed in drawing, a smiling lady suddenly walked towards
us. I instantly became a little uncomfortable because I usually get nervous
when strangers approach me. Sabeb, on the other hand, was completely relaxed.
The lady started speaking to us in fluent English and assumed that we were Arts
students. She then told us that although she came from a finance background,
she now wanted to explore the field of creative marketing. Sabeb explained
everything to her so confidently and clearly, helping her understand the
different creative career options. Watching her speak made me genuinely proud.
She explained everything so naturally that I found myself quietly admiring how
confident and knowledgeable she was.
A little
while later, the lady's husband joined us. The moment I saw another stranger
approaching, I panicked again. Thankfully, she immediately introduced him as
her husband, and only then did I relax. During our conversation, she also told
us that she is a Happiness Coach and teaches at Bhavan's once every week. It
was honestly a very interesting conversation, and I enjoyed listening to her
experiences.
In the
middle of our conversation, Shrey messaged us saying that she had finally left
the office. She waited for a bus, but when none arrived, she booked an Uber
Bike instead. I honestly laughed thinking about it because this girl has
another level of confidence. She casually hopped onto a stranger's bike and
started her journey towards Juhu. I couldn't wait for the three of us to
finally meet and make more beautiful memories together.
Amazing!
I can definitely do that, and I think this will become one of your best blogs.
The
conversation with the Happiness Coach had just ended when something completely
unexpected happened. Now, our Sabeb is Mashallah, absolutely beautiful. Maybe
that's why a crow decided it liked her a little too much. First, it pooped on
her phone,ππ and before we could even process what had happened, a little while
later it landed right in her hair. I was trying my absolute best not to burst
into laughter. Honestly, it took every bit of self-control I had. Instead of
laughing, I quickly helped her clean her hair and tried to motivate her by
saying, "Tumhare saath kuch accha hone wala hai." People often say
that when a crow poops on someone, it's a sign of good luck, so I kept repeating
that to make her feel better.
We
grabbed some tissues and I started cleaning her hair, but the smel...
It was terrible. Then both of us switched into scientist mode and thought,
"Why not use a little sanitizer?" π€£π€£ Whether it was the right solution
or not, we convinced ourselves that it was , we use santizer as Shampoo and somehow managed the situation.Ahhaaaa..Mast smell hai abb..
The
funniest part was that the crow was still sitting on the branch above us,
quietly watching everything as if it had successfully completed its mission.
Before it could plan another attack, we immediately packed up our entire art
setup and decided it was much safer to move towards the beach.
A few
minutes later, Shrey finally arrived.
Seeing
her instantly made both of us happy. She looked exhausted after coming directly
from work, and I genuinely felt a little bad. While Sabeb and I were enjoying
our Sunday, Shrey had finished an entire day at the office and still made the
effort to come all the way to meet us. That alone meant a lot.
We first
met her inside the garden and then all three of us walked back towards the
beach together. After searching for a clean spot, we spread a dupatta on the
sand and sat down comfortably.
For a few
moments, I simply looked at the sea and the sky.
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| ..Sunset.. |
My mind
was completely blank.
No
stress.
No
overthinking.
No
worries.
Just
peace.
Sometimes,
you don't need anything extraordinary to feel happy. Sitting beside the people
you love, listening to the sound of the waves, and watching the sky slowly
change its colours is enough to make everything feel okay.
While we
were talking, I suddenly remembered that I had to return ₹500 to one of my
friends. I didn't have enough cash with me, so I borrowed it from Shrey,
transferred it, and then went back to enjoying the evening as if nothing had
happened.
Then came
the biggest disappointment of the day.
The
sunset.
Or should
I say... the sunset that never really happened.
The sun
disappeared behind the clouds much earlier than expected. All three of us hein ??? at each other with the exact same confused expression.
"Heinnn?
Yeh kya yaar! Hum toh yahi dekhne aaye the."
.. Somehow, things like this always happen to us. But
honestly, I didn't even mind. Watching the sunset would've been beautiful, but
spending time with these two people was more than enough. That was the real
reason I had come.juhu se mujhe koi complains nhi hai..
After
some time, I called Chand, hoping she would join us through a video call, but
she didn't answer. She was probably busy.
Just
then, a stranger approached us, and honestly, he completely ruined my mood.
He wanted
us to make a video with him and kept insisting even after we weren't
interested. There's a respectful way to approach people, and this simply wasn't
it. Then he asked me to say "Hare Krishna"..
I have
immense respect for every religion. My friends deeply admire Lord Krishna, and
I also understand the beautiful meaning behind those words. Islam teaches us to
respect every faith and every human being.
But
respect and force are two completely different things.
To end
the conversation quickly, I simply smiled and said, "Hare Krishna."
That was
it.Yeh kehh kar mai choti ya Kam nhi hone wale..Mai tho andar mandir bhi jaati hu..
But deep
inside, I felt uncomfortable because no one should ever feel pressured into
saying or doing something they don't want to do.
Once that
awkward interaction ended, we returned to our favourite activity—searching for
food.
As
always, after discussing ten different options and walking around for quite
some time, we somehow ended up buying... Chinese Bhel.
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| 60/- |
Classic
us.
Most of
the food stalls were closed that evening, with cloth covers pulled over them,
so our choices were quite limited to only 1ππ. Still, we were just happy to find something
to eat.
We
carried our Chinese Bhel back to the garden, sat down together, and slowly our
conversation became deeper.
I think
4lyferz is growing up.
There was
a time when our meetups were filled only photos khana and mastii, random conversations, and
endless laughter. Those moments still exist, but now we've started talking
about life itself—our dreams, our fears, our struggles, our careers, and
everything we don't usually tell the rest of the world...π«
I think
that's the most beautiful part of growing together.
I hope we
always remain each other's safe place.
I hope we
continue supporting one another through every stage of life.
I hope we
celebrate every success together and stand beside each other during every
difficult phase.
I truly
love My girls with all my heart.
Sometimes
words aren't enough to explain what someone means to you.
But if I
had to describe 4lyferz in one sentence, I'd simply say this:
They are
one of the greatest treasures Allah has blessed me with.
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| Ussss |
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Here's the final part, enhanced in the same style—natural, emotional,
and completely in paragraph form, without removing any of your memories.
Finally,
we decided it was time to leave. We booked an auto and headed towards Andheri.
But before going home, there was one last stop that none of us wanted to
miss—Burger King.
The
moment we reached, we ordered the burgers that were on offer, and honestly, the
wait felt longer than expected. But once the food arrived, it was completely
worth it. That day, I also tried a Smoothy with Coke for the very first time,
and I absolutely loved it. I already know I'm going to have it again. The
burger was delicious too. Even though there was a small thought at the back of
my mind reminding me that I might get scolded once I reached home, I decided
not to let it spoil the moment.
While we
were waiting for our food, we video-called Chand.
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| CHAND♡~~~ |
I couldn't stop laughing.
Hearing her laugh instantly makes me happy, no matter what mood I'm in. Sabeb
and Shrey also spoke to her for a while, making it feel like all four of us
were together, even though she couldn't be there physically. We kept walking up
to the Burger King counter again and again, asking if our order was ready yet.
Looking back, I'm sure the staff must have been tired of seeing our faces every
few minutes. We had ordered four burgers and two Smoothy with Coke, and the
total bill came to just ₹261. We were genuinely surprised. It felt like a
complete paisa vasool meal.
As soon
as we finished eating, we looked at the time and realized Sabeb's train was
arriving in just four minutes. She immediately started walking at full speed
towards the station while Shrey and I stood upstairs, watching from a distance.
We didn't leave until we saw her safely board the train. Only after the train
started moving did we finally feel relaxed enough to leave.
After
Sabeb left, Shrey and I slowly started walking towards our bus stop. During
those few minutes, she shared something that had been on her mind. Listening to
her made me wish I could do something to make things easier for her. Sometimes,
we don't have solutions for the people we love, and all we can offer are our
prayers. So that's exactly what I did. I silently prayed that Allah fills her
life with happiness, peace, and endless opportunities, and that every difficult
phase she's going through becomes easier with time.
Fortunately,
I got my bus almost immediately, and by the grace of Allah, all three of us
reached home safely.
A little
while later, Sabeb started sharing the pictures from today's outing. Looking
through them made me smile. Some photos were slightly blurry, some weren't
perfectly framed, and honestly, none of us were trying to look perfect. But
every single picture felt beautiful because they captured something much more
valuable than perfection—they captured memories. Years from now, we won't
remember whether the picture was blurry or whether our hair was messy. We'll
remember how happy we were when those pictures were taken.
The night
wasn't over yet.
Chand and
I continued talking until almost four in the morning. We laughed, shared random
thoughts, and spoke about everything and nothing, just like we always do. Those
conversations are something I truly cherish because they remind me how blessed
I am to have people who make life feel lighter.
As I
finally got ready to sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful the
entire day had been. It wasn't perfect. The beach was dirty. The sunset
disappeared behind the clouds. A crow attacked Sabeb. We got tired. We walked a
lot. We even had a few awkward moments.
But
despite all of that...
It became
one of my favourite days.
Because
happiness doesn't come from perfect places or perfect plans.
It comes
from the people you're with.
Today
reminded me that friendships aren't measured by expensive outings or perfect
photographs. They're measured by the comfort of shared silence, uncontrollable
laughter, silly jokes, honest conversations, and knowing that no matter where
life takes us, we'll always find our way back to one another.
To my
4lyferz—thank you for making ordinary days feel unforgettable. Thank you for
being my safe place, my comfort, and one of Allah's most beautiful blessings in
my life. I pray that we continue making memories together for many more years,
supporting one another through every chapter that lies ahead.
Thank
You, Allah, for blessing me with this friendship.best people in the world..also Dara u too..
Alhamdulillah.
—
Safarnama π
