In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Always Something There to Remind Me.”
I feel the main reason why music is so powerful is because it has the ability to arouse forgotten memories of the past to such an extent that the heart surrenders momentarily to emotions that one had experienced then. Each song on my playlist takes me back in time, either to very old days of my childhood or to the comparatively young and recent adolescent years.
Being an Indian, I listen to more of Bollywood songs than English. Their ratio in my iTunes playlist must be somewhere around 80:10. I am into soothing, soft and cute romantic numbers, particularly those which star my favorite actors such as Salman Khan, Shah Rukh Khan and Aamir Khan.
Coming back to the topic. The songs that evoke lost times. Well, there is a movie in Bollywood called Tum Bin which was released around 2001. This also coincides with the time me and my family had shifted to India permanently (although we came back to Dubai in a year 😛 ) . So even though the lead cast members of the movie were new, the movie became a sleeper hit, major contribution of which goes to the collection of songs in the movie. The soundtrack consists of a ghazal ‘Koi Fariyaad’ sung by ‘Jagjit Singh’, that is considered to be one of the greatest ghazals in Bollywood. Ghazals are a version of Sufi songs that poetically express emotions such as pain in love. I was quite young when the song released and not really appreciative of the complete meaning of the song, yet somehow the music and the voice created a magic that was unforgettable for me. I heard the song first being played on the old music system of our neighbors. I was sitting then in one of the rooms of our house. Our neighbor’s house was barely 2 steps away and so the music from their house streamed into that room very easily. And so I came back to that room every evening to listen to this song. For quite some time, it was played almost every day because I figure that their daughter was in love. You may click the link below to listen to and watch the beautiful song.
To this day, whenever I listen to this song, I am reminded of that house, particularly that room in which I used to sit in the evenings. I reminisce those days when I was 10, and my innocence was untarnished by worldly pleasures. I can still feel the tiny flutters in my stomach when I see the face of my childhood crush (who, incidentally was the son of the same neighbors) in my mind’s eye. I really miss the simplicity of days and honesty of relationships during that period.
So I must sign off now before my boss notices I am not really working. Hope you enjoyed the post (and the song) ! Until next time! Take care….
I went back home, tired. It was bedtime soon and I was so drowsy that I thought I would sleep as soon as I hit the bed. But I was sadly mistaken. My sleep was disturbed with my unconscious efforts to take my cell from under the pillow and check my notifications, only to realize that I no longer possessed one. Once it was morning, I got dressed for college and boarded the bus. The bus ride, as expected, was very unpleasant because I had to endure one whole hour of gossip in Malayalam ( a South Indian language I very much do not understand) from the girl sitting in the seat behind me. If only I had my cell, I could drown her bellows by the soothing songs on my playlist. By now, you may have guessed how my day would have proceeded. I had to stick around with my friends all the time fearing I would lose them and would have no way to contact them. 😛 .
But then, surprisingly, at the day’s end, I began to realize that I can actually have a very good, stress-free day without a cell too, only if I stop cribbing about it. It was stress-free because I found time to do the tasks I always neglected due to the times wasted in texting friends, and listening to the same dumb playlist again and again. There was no worry now. No complaints from friends that I did not reply to their senseless messages, or did not respond to their annoying missed calls. I had a simple, honest excuse – I do not have my cell. I was finally able to read half of ‘The Fellowship of the Ring’, which I have been trying to complete since around 2 months now. I also got the time to write this post in a peaceful state of mind. And, I also STUDIED (my mom shoukd read this 😛 ) .
I guess I really had become some sort of an addict. And I guess although this addiction was not killing me, it was definitely killing my time. I just hope I am able to manage my time efficiently even after I get my Xperia back 😛 I now know what famous keyboard player Ken Hensley meant when he said, ‘ It is hard to understand addiction unless you experienced it.’