Friday, March 23, 2007

"The music in my heart I bore,

Long after it was heard no more"

She is 3 years old. Sitting on her Daddy's knee while he sings to her one of her favorite songs. Dagor, dagor chokhey keno kajol dile.
She asks him, "Daddy do I have dagor dagor chokh?" He says yes.
And she believed him.

She is on a school trip to Chandipur. She holds hands with her best friend as they listen to Ali Haider's Purani jeans aur guitar for the first time.
And she still misses her friend when she hears the song.
Bas yaadein, yaadein, yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti, chhoti, baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..

She has just started college. She meets a guy with two major misconceptions. One, that he is in love with her. Second, that he is the next Kishore Kumar. He sings Hume tumse pyar kitna at a college fest.
She has disliked every song sung by Kishore ever since.

She is trying to pay attention in class. Her friend leans over and whispers, "Don't you think Diwana hua badal is the most romantic song ever?" She starts humming the song and agrees.
She still thinks so.

She is 21 years old. She thinks Bangla Adhunik is nyaka (pretentious) and Rabindrasangeet is ek gheye (boring). She drops by her friend's house and meets a bunch of guitar-strumming, convention-defying, jhola-carrying young guys who write their own songs, compose their own music and redefine the word 'style'.
Chura liya hain tumne jo dil ko. She is in love.

It is strange how we associate songs with specific memories. Certain places, special people, a specific moment in time.....all tied down to a particular melody, a tune, or a song. And how we always remember that person, the place, the moment, each time we hear the song. Good memories and the not-so-good ones. Happy memories and sad ones. Of days spent playing in the afternoon sun while the radio played on somewhere in the background. Of the whole family gathering around the TV to watch Chitrahaar. School days and college. Growing up and falling down. First crushes and crazy infatuations. Falling in love and getting heartbroken. Making new friends and losing some more. Rain drenched evenings and the heady smell of jasmine. Morning ragaas. Evening commutes. Darjeeling. Santiniketan. Moonlit nights. Prem (love), biroho (separation) and the whole nine yards. Memories. Nostalgia. And above all, of days gone by.

And talking about song related nostalgia, I'd like to direct you to two posts that echo similar sentiments. The first one was this post which I totally loved. Every song. Every phase in life. Every sweet memory. Beautifully captured. And then the more recent one that talks about the same music associated nostalgia.

And if you are looking for a scientific explanation you should read this.

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34 Comments:

Anonymous adopted bong said...

khuki,
i get this sense of pathos, this urge to rewind life a little, nostalgia, but deeper from your last few posts. obviously something is up - hope whatever is resolved soon and your smile lights us up again.
ab

5:00 PM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

Chitrahaar ws such a favourite.. it was the one thing that got my mom to get me to do what she wanted..."or else no chitrahaar tonight" or it was " change the channel, chitrahaar is on now!"

there are some songs.. which i will not listen to...even now. just because they bring back all the crappy times that i remember...ex's...bad times in school...stupid crushes...its not that they hurt to listen to....its just that the memory irritates or really turns me off now.

sigh. i miss the Darjeelings years.

5:19 PM  
Blogger Rapid I Movement said...

The title is awesomest!

7:39 PM  
Blogger Tabula Rasa said...

you think our affinity for music has an evolutionary explanation?

12:10 AM  
Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

Funny, I just did a post about music...and what it means in a film I saw recently :-)

Yeah, absolutely...music does trigger things off by association. Sometimes, however, you wish it wouldn't :-) Because, sometimes, you don't want to be reminded. Doesn't smell do the same?

1:59 AM  
Blogger Ekta said...

Hey M,
soo agree with u..somehow songs have this knack of being associated with people or things!....I still remember some songs which I happened to hear as a kid and still associate them with my childhood!
Btw hope all the bad times pass thru for u too..all the best dear

3:27 AM  
Blogger qsg said...

Totally agree - songs invariably have memories. I have a zillion - some good, some not so good, and some outright terrible! :)

Great post!

10:23 AM  
Blogger Little Miss Muffet said...

ya, I agree..some of my special memories are indeed associated with songs..
btw, i think u probably deleted my comment on ur last post.If I mistakenly said something I shouldn't have, I apologise..

6:33 PM  
Blogger Priya said...

I'm lousy at remembering songs. Should I consider myself lucky then? Daroon posts, btw.

9:53 PM  
Blogger Ricercar said...

beautiful as usual ...
dagor dagor chokkhe was one of my favs as well :)

5:27 AM  
Blogger the wannabe indian punkster said...

I miss Chitrahaar. The situation in my house was exactly like grafx's as in Chitrahaar was used as a tool by my mum to coerce me into doing what she wanted me to do. Sigh, those were the days.

9:40 PM  
Blogger M (tread softly upon) said...

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2:11 PM  
Blogger M (tread softly upon) said...

@ adopted bong wouldn't it be wonderful if one could rewind life and go back on mistakes, re-do things? But thanks!
@ grafxgurl that's the thing about association. It brings back good as well as the bad memories.
@ r.i.m. I dare to quote :)
@ t.r. well first let me convince the folks here about evolution and then we can go to music having evolutionary roots.
@ ghostoftomjoad oh yes smell too. I guess any of the sensory stimuli can trigger memories.
@ ekta thanks!
@ qsg don't you wish you could erase the terrible ones? :)
@ little miss muffet if i did, it was entirely by mistake and I apologize. Blame the spammer who goes through word verification to leave stupid comments.
@ priya Lucky aar ki kore? Bad memories I can do without. But what about the good ones? Of friendship and love and all those beautiful carefree days. Nope I'm not trading any of that :)
@ ricercar same pinch :)
@ megha so you're back too?

3:14 PM  
Blogger Dreamcatcher said...

Lovely and so true. Memories intertwine with some songs so much that they make the songs entirely ours :)

7:36 AM  
Blogger Rohan Kumar said...

Very well put into words and thank you for reminding me of my post :)

9:15 AM  
Blogger Cacophoenix said...

Seeing my father dance and sing tunelessly to some old time college song
Seeing my mother smile and hum out an old tune as she listens to it on the FM.
Seeing my brother's eyes perk up as he hears "Sonia Sonia" a real good song from the south.
Seeing my uncle catch my aunt's eye and watching her blush to "Abhi na jao Chod kar"
Feeling my eyes droop to an old melody my uncle used to put me to sleep.
Thnaks for reviving my memories.

1:35 PM  
Blogger the wannabe indian punkster said...

Yes, I am! And I'm trying to be more erm, faithful to blogging. Really.

6:46 PM  
Blogger Fortunata said...

Hi, firstly am so glad to see that you have started posting again. Been away mostly the last few months, so haven't had the chance to catch up. A big thank you for that. And as always, a lovely post. You take me back all the time to memories and days left far behind...

10:01 AM  
Blogger (¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

Nice post... True, every song we sing has some story attached to it :)

4:08 PM  
Anonymous The Pilgrim said...

Everyday, when I drive to work, I hear a particular song, I remember that particular person, that particular event, that particular moment and each incident has that unique flavor, transports you to that day, that moment and your eyes are misty in a dream you visit the past again.

11:41 PM  
Blogger eXPerience called L!FE said...

i think some
times we just think that songs are the best way to communicate our thoughts...otherwise we are at loss of words. If only she could understand hindi songs..hmmm.

Again, great post.

6:00 AM  
Blogger M (tread softly upon) said...

@ dc well the ones we like and have sweet memories associated with,can be made into our own. But the ones that are painful I'd rather give to someone else.
@ rohan you're welcome. Actually it was more for me so I can remember your post :)
@ caco your comments are beautiful enough to be posts by themselves. May be you should put it up in your blog too. Thanks!
@ megha well good for you :)
@ fortunata well nice seeing you back too.
@ raaji thanks for stopping by.
@ the pilgrim getting misty-eyed in a dream might not be the best thing to do when you are driving.
@ shashaank may be you could translate the songs for the lady :)Or as they say music needs no language to be heard.

8:59 AM  
Blogger Bharath Hemachandran said...

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9:41 PM  
Blogger Bharath Hemachandran said...

Your post just made me remember all the songs that have got me through life so far :)

In fact your post just prompted me to edit the video of my wedding and cut out the songs that I sang for my bride.... I've been meaning to do that for ages. Thanks M. Not just for the memories but for the lovely post as well!

11:11 PM  
Blogger Bonatellis06 said...

nice ... very nice.

2:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm just glad you are blogging again M. Also wanted you to know that there are people like me who don't comment much but come back time and again looking for something new on your blog. Thanks and please don't stop blogging.

8:25 AM  
Blogger Jinguchakka said...

Yes, while in Chicago, I had all the time in the world to blog. Here new posts germinate by the hour but they have to live and linger in me as other things prevent my blogging. Ofcourse I keep trying.
And to this post, what you say about songs and their association is true. And sometimes when we take the effort to disassociate and revisit some songs, they reveal a new facet and make a different impression. Often pleasant.

4:24 PM  
Blogger Dipta Chaudhuri said...

My sentiments exactly!

I wrote about my favourite songs which have signposted otherwise insignificant moments. Take a look if you have time.
http://diptakirti.blogspot.com/2007/02/play-it-again-sam.html

2:01 PM  
Blogger Pallavi said...

:)..you are right in some way!

10:06 PM  
Blogger sapna said...

beautiful post M.. as always

10:16 PM  
Blogger Shuv said...

good post..

3:05 AM  
Blogger M (tread softly upon) said...

@ bharath hey nice seeing you after a long time. And congrats once again!
@ bonatellis thanks!
@ anon thank you and I hope to be around too :)
@ jinguchakka well if you are living posts by the hour then do pen them down and share it with us.
@ dipta thanks for visting my blog and I'll check it out for sure. Thanks!
@ pallavi well looks like there is some scientific explanation too.
@ sapna hope you're doing okay now.
@ shuv thanks!

8:54 AM  
Blogger Eroteme said...

Very sweet post. Indeed, it is the least that mattered in a situation (like a song, the colour of the saree that the flower vendor wore, etc.) that often reminds us most of it. Darjeeling is the smell of an aaloo dish that they made for us at the Birla guesthouse. Well, even the Hulk comics remind me of Darjeeling. But songs, they seem to fill life with the breath of memories... (I know this is a delayed sigh but) Glad you are back writing...

9:32 PM  
Blogger White Magpie said...

Thats the best part of nostalgia. You can't change it.

3:35 AM  

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