One of my friends told me to suggest some songs...n I started checking songs on youtube. Obviously the weightage was given to those songs of youth...which might not be heard everyday...The songs which accompanied the rosy dreams, the cozy winter nights, the nights when I slept with a broken heart for the endless crush list...Songs like "Piya basanti re, Kaahe sataaye aaja" brought smile on my face. It was the age I heard "Pehla Nasha", "Aur Ahista kijiye baate, dhadkane koi sun raha hoga" and dreamt of a Prince Charming to appear in future. It was the bubbly age when I dreamt of the prince charming as the perfect one and actually planned to run away with him-(just for the excitement sake) "Aasmaani rang hai aasmani aankhon ka" video was the perfect I suppose..Lyrics by Gulzaarji, made the song more heavenly. "seekho na naino ki bhasha piya" have its own magic...It depicts the silent love...the perfection in it with all those little nauk-jhok.
I made poems and four-liners inspired by these songs...I sang them all day long when I used to be alone, I tried ball dance on them , turning the volume full on radio or TV. That was the age when I swayed with the wind...I smelled the raatraani next to window and blushed for no good reason. I was silent, but the world within me was not- it sang, it danced on "Baawra mann dekhne chala ek sapna". Even when I was tired, I listened to these songs and stayed up till late nights, these were a good break from studies, and the best stage for my dreams to perform on "Sanu ek pal chain na aawe" or "piya re piya re", "Afreen".
At that time, clouds were swings, & rainbow was the slide..And the giant sky appeared to be the best garden for my dreams. I was here, but my dreams have traveled from the regions of Maharashtra to cities in India, to countries elsewhere in the world, and beyond it. I stayed awake accompanying the dark nights listening "Chandani raaten..., sab jag soye, hum jaage, taaron se karen baaten...".
Not forgetting to mention Gazals which dip my heart in deep oceans in those darkest nights, music created such magic that I went overseas to build my house on the waves, where the wind were walls, and sea held my house in its arms and I sang with the chirping birds- "Tumko dekha to yeh khayaal aaya, zindagi dhoop tum ghana saaya", "Kiska chehra ab me dekhu, tera chehra dekhkar, meri aankhon ne chuna hai tujhko duniya dekhkar"...Got inspired by different romantic novels, where hero stole my heart and I had ideal picture for my hero, though I never expected him to be the perfect one...however he was, he was perfect for me !! And whenever I thought of him, I felt like humming "kahin-kahin se har chehra tum jaisa lagta hai, tuko bhul na payenge hum aisa lagta hai" or "badi naazuk hai yeh manzil, mohobbat ka safar hai"
"Jab saamne tum aa jaate ho, kya jaaniya kya ho jaata hai..kuch mil jaata hai, kuch kho jaata hai", I dreamt of being away from home and seeing the world...missing my home and singing "ne majsi ne parat matrubhumi la"...And visiting Andamaan-Nikobar, seeing where our history took place, witnessing at least the places where they fought...loved the song by Sonu Nigam- "maaye rang de basanti chola maaye rang de" and A R Rehman's Maa tujhe Salaam ...It kind of ignited the Fire of being a citizen, doing something for this country. (Rang de Basanti contributed to it later on) Pride and Love for my country- It made me take a decision that in Future, wherever I will be, I would love to come back and sleep in the lap of my motherland.
Music created potraits for anything to everything- I don't recall seeing Rajstaani vocalist singing "Kesariya Baalam padhaaro mare des". But I have heard a friend desribing the scenario. When I close my eyes while listening this one tune, I can imagine how beautiful it would be to see them performing this song in sand dunes during a sunset.
Music has no language... It conveys the language of heart, music has no boundaries. Each culture produces some spellbinding tones. At times, the awesome music touches one's soul and then one doesn't need words, music speaks...In others, some melodies are written in a way that one's touched, you can never forget the words "aanewala pal jaanewala hai", "mera kuch samaan tumhare paas pada hai", "Zindagi ke safar me bichad jaate hai jo makaam, wo fir nahi aate", "na jaane kyun aisa hota hai zindagi ke saath", "Kisi ki muskuraahton pe ho nisaar", "Ehsaan tera hoga mujh par", "Hoton se chulo tum", "Tere bina zindagi se koi shikwa to nahi",
"Tujhse naraaz nahin zindagi", "Tera mujhse hai pehle ka naata koi","Kabhi kabhi mere dil me khayaal aata hai", "Tere mere milan ki ye raina", "Teri bindiya re","yaara silli silli", "Morni baaga me bole aadhi raat ma"...all these and many more (The list is huge) take me to a different level...where I don't care who I am, who others are, I am just ME !! I am not in this world...I am in my world...
With age, the songs changed, but I never hated or despised any of my choice of songs, I would just say with age, I got more vulnerable to different kind of tunes, melodies, instrumentals, and I enjoy them all...
In marathi there are songs like "Sang sang bholanath paaus padel kaay" or "Ye re ye re pausa tula deto paisa"
which children sing in rains, but look at the variety of cultural music where they also have songs for youth- Premaat budleli tarunaai- Prem fakt maansavar kela jaat nahi te kashaavar hi hota, vaagnyavar, zaadanvar, fala-fulanvar, pranyan-pakshyanvar, aani ho- Jagnyavar !! "Hya janmavar, hya jagnyavar shatda prem karaave" asa mhanatana "Gaarva" aathvato- Nisargachya premaat padleli mi hya chaar olit parat punha tevhasarkhich harvun jaate-
उन जरा जास्तच आहे, दर वर्षी वाटत
भर ऊनात पाउस घेवून आभाळ मनात दाटत
तरी पाउले चालत रहातात, मन चालत नाही
घामाशिवाय शरिरामधे कुणीच बोलत नाही
(तितक्यात कुठून एक धग सूर्यासमोर येतो) - 2
उन्हामधील काही भाग पंखाखाली घेतो
वारा उनाड मुलासारखा सैरा वैरा पळत राहतो
पाना फूल zaadanvarti छपरावर्ती चढून पाहतो
दुपार तलून संध्याकलचा सुरु होतो पुन्हा खेळ
उन्हा मागुन चालत येते गार गार कातरवेळ
चकया डोळ्यांसमोर रुतु कुस बदलून घेतो
पावसा आधी ढगांमधे कुठून गारवा येतो
