A poem one of my colleagues sang for my farewell. Was deeply moving, the way he said it. Will always remember this moment.
Yeh kaisi aatish, naa dhooan naa lapt koi !
phir bhi yeh aashiyaan jhulsta jaa raha hai !
socha naa thaa ki bichhdeyenge hum aissey,
magar ab dil yeh hakeekat samjhtaa jaa raha hai ...
For the Urdu-illiterate like me, here is a very inaccurate attempt to capture it in English:
What kind of fire is it ! There is neither smoke nor flame,
But still our home is burning away !
Never thought we will depart away so soon,
But now the heart is sinking-in the reality ...