The magic of music

Having my breakfast whilst pondering over news and fretting over my laziness, I switched on the radio to shake myself off the bed. A lone Shehnai started playing a melancholy pitch. Off ran my mind, away from the room, away from the college, the life I live, into a land I know not, but I know I want to go to, a land where I stand and where I look at life, not happy, but satisfied. A land where I do not look forward, nor do I look back. A land where I live. A land free of the burden that one needs to bear. A land where looking back does not cause pleasure or pain, but just a sense of memory. It made me realize how puny our lives, our thinking, our pleasures and we are. Just like a coffee which needs a spoon for the sugar to be stirred in, the song shook my roots and my beliefs showing that no matter which path you head, there forever remain strings that you do not pluck. a drop of dew falling off one such string causes a sensation that is beyond description. A feeling that not only can we visualize or hear but also feel, feel from deep inside.

It is these little surprises that make me feel good in life. These sudden surges of extreme emotion that put me out of my small insignificant life. These moments are worth living for, if not dying for.

An old jingle from Radio Mirchi

"Subah Subah jab khidki khole, baaju waali ladki dekhe....
Dil mera bole.....
Dil mera bole.....
Hello.....Hello Amdavad"

:D