Spot light

With a plastered smile, she sits straight faced looking towards the welcoming stage in anticipation. It was a defining moment for her. All these years of single minded determination and devotion towards achieving that single moment of blissful contentment were to be merited.. She was so blinded by her anxiety and anticipation that the world that kept her rooted became invisible in front of her eyes. She could see the bubbles of excitement float around the black hole trying to find a way through the narrow neck of the hole. A few of them burst out in frustration while some of them kept egging towards the hole. She saw different colors of pressure in front of her and felt a constant push. As reality hit her and the black hole with colorful bubbles vanished, she felt her mother's nudge. Her mother was beaming proudly at her and she looked like she would burst into tears any moment. It was a heartwarming smile and one that she would always cherish and remember before she stepped into the dazzling light.

"I stand a midst all the applause and acknowledging eyes gulping in the feeling of earning myself a name and an identity of my own; the feeling of being recognized. But to my disappointment, I hardly see a known face in the crowd. Things and the way people look at me has changed now. The road to success and recognition comes with a heavy price. A known face wearing a mask of an unknown emotion walks up to congratulate me but now my mind races ahead and I think to myself whether this man is a genuine well wisher or a predator on loose finding a way to attain his own identity and using me as a pawn in his petty game."

Music as I see it.

Music is one way of connecting dots to our memory lane. Music is the best way to connect with your inner self, I believe. Music might bring you peace or destruction. Music could be anything - a chirping bird, the flowing water, the dog barking, lyrics put together into a song, a flute piece, etc. 

For me, music is a library, a library of memories. The songs I hear get registered with certain memories, thoughts or feelings that I was experiencing in that time frame. So certain songs hold a special place in my heart. There are a few songs which remind me of people. I associate people- their behavior, a particular 
incident with them, a particular memory of them with songs.

For me, songs also depict a phase of my life. A song when I have been depressed, a song for all those happy times, for those painful and tearful memories. A goodbye song, a welcome song, a thank you song, hell even a birthday song has meant different to me because I have shared these songs with different people from various different backgrounds at different points of time in my life. Every time a new connotation, a new feeling that for a new song. I can't for go an emotion that i have with a song so it has to be a new song for a new person, thing, memory or an experience. 

Each summer a new song would spin through my head and blare through my headphones.  A song for each season. A season would be too long to define my inclination towards a song. It changed by months, days, hours, seconds. There was never one favorite song but always a few favorites. 

Music is such a strong and a powerful medium of expression. The memory waves that hit you on hearing a song is such a real feeling. Memories linger in the back of my mind and on hearing these songs, they come gushing to me like a soft wind leaving me afresh. 

With love, words.

Words

which light up your eyes

Words that

bring a pout

Words which

makes your eyes roll

But none to depict

the mask of sadness 

that you wear.

Why, I ask 

loathe the birds 

that chirp

Hate the sun 

that shines

Curse the love

that ever brought a smile.

For they say

Grief is beyond pain

Tears more than just water

and happiness more than a smile

But a smile is what you need

What the world needs

The secret medicine

that it is, curing all.