Was listening to a few songs on radio while working and suddenly a song played that I hadn't heard in a while. The song immediately look me back about 18 years and for a few moments, I forgot everything. I was transported into days of crushes, secret glances, prank and (yes!) blank calls.
My heart actually started dancing and a smile appeared on my face unknowingly, until I heard .. "Mom!!! I am late for my class". Bang! came the feelings crashing to the floor as I dragged myself to the car and drove across the town listening to "mom, you know ..somebody in my class farted while teacher was......". I tuned off.
"Sigh. So much for the nostalgia".
On the way back, once again on my own in the car I allowed myself to search and play the song. Turned up the volume, as if on cue, gentle monsoon showers made their way. Even if Bollywood had planned this scene, it wouldn't have been executed to this perfection.
Carefree days, friends, wadapav and Thums up. So many memories flooding in. Those rides in the rain, barely reaching college on time in winters, don't even remember complaining about the summer! The misunderstandings, the fall in-and-out of love, the jealousy, the tears, the joys. There were no selfies (thank God!) and no whatsapp. Certainly no unlimited calling. Every call was monitored sternly by mom who stood there with a clock ticking away in her hands. Rarely spoke to the crush, but spent hours discussing him with your best friend, only to find out much later, the best friend had a crush on you...:)
And I pull into the parking. Sat there listening to the song on repeat, until I am done. I close the chapter of memories and walk out of the car into today! The memories that surround me vanish but the smile lingers on....
My heart actually started dancing and a smile appeared on my face unknowingly, until I heard .. "Mom!!! I am late for my class". Bang! came the feelings crashing to the floor as I dragged myself to the car and drove across the town listening to "mom, you know ..somebody in my class farted while teacher was......". I tuned off.
"Sigh. So much for the nostalgia".
On the way back, once again on my own in the car I allowed myself to search and play the song. Turned up the volume, as if on cue, gentle monsoon showers made their way. Even if Bollywood had planned this scene, it wouldn't have been executed to this perfection.
Carefree days, friends, wadapav and Thums up. So many memories flooding in. Those rides in the rain, barely reaching college on time in winters, don't even remember complaining about the summer! The misunderstandings, the fall in-and-out of love, the jealousy, the tears, the joys. There were no selfies (thank God!) and no whatsapp. Certainly no unlimited calling. Every call was monitored sternly by mom who stood there with a clock ticking away in her hands. Rarely spoke to the crush, but spent hours discussing him with your best friend, only to find out much later, the best friend had a crush on you...:)
And I pull into the parking. Sat there listening to the song on repeat, until I am done. I close the chapter of memories and walk out of the car into today! The memories that surround me vanish but the smile lingers on....
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