It is said that music connects people. Even if they are strangers. Sounds so clichรฉd na? And the type of thing you’d expect authors, journalists or lyricists to write. Its makes fine reading but in real life, such things don’t happen. Right? Wrong! They do.Something happened to me today while I was in the train. I was standing near the exit, waiting to alight at the next station. As everyday, I was flipping radio stations, hearing snatches of jockey’s conversations, ads and a medley of loud, soft, meaningless and good songs. My ears caught a few strains of ‘Lag Ja Gale Se’ one of my all time favorites. I didn’t know where the sound was coming from, but it was certainly not my earphone. So I pulled off my earphone and started listening to this song. Now everyone who knows me is aware of a habit that I have. But before I tell you about that, let me declare that I am a pathetic singer. Now having established that let me proceed with my narration. The habit I was talking about is that whenever I hear a song, I can’t help singing along. Since I am so bad at it, I take to humming at times. When in public all I do is mouth along the words. You know, the way singers do during a vigorous stage performance. So thatโs what I was doing. Mouthing along to the antara of this lovely song.
Then I hear someone else singing along too. So I look up and see this girl standing right beside me. It seems that the music was emanating from her phone and she was humming the song softly in a voice far more musical than mine! Well, whose voice is more musical is not the point of this post, but what happened thereafter. You see, both of us realised each other’s presence at almost the same time. We just smiled at each other. It wasn’t the customary, polite and cold smile you’d normally give to a fellow passenger. It was a warm, heartfelt smile. Direct dil se types.We continued to hum for a while till my station came. As I was preparing to get off the train, I happened to glance at her. She gave me a slight wave and a smile once more. I promptly returned the two and was off on my way. And later, as I waited for the connecting train at another platform, I thought about this incident. I have no clue who that girl was. If our paths ever cross again, I might not even recognise her. But I don’t think I am going to forget her. Why? Because she was an excellent case in point that music transcends all boundaries. In the host of all radio stations that I’d become accustomed to, I’d kinda lost my love for the old melodious ones. I just rediscovered my love for them. After a while, I realised that this song wasn’t on my phone and wished that I had it too, so that I could listen to the whole thing again. And guess what, when I reached office a couple of colleagues were toothing songs to each other. No points for guessing which song was in the list! Yeah, I got the song just about an hour after Iโd wished for it. Darn, I should’ve wished for a crore rupees too! Needless to say, I listened to the song the whole day and even afterwards, the song was pretty high on my playlist.
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Thoroughly enjoyed. After reading this, I immediately switched to my Gaana app. Tea and my app. Thankyou to make my crazy Friday morning so musical. And yeah, let’s create a world we all would love to live in.
Thank you Amee. Music is powerful… incredibly powerful. I am glad I could add a bit of joy to your day ๐