Singing praises

So I rediscovered 'Teri deewani' from Kailash Kher's album Kailasa on Youtube and was amazed at how quickly I had dismissed it the first time I had heard it. Further research on what else he has been upto led me to his album 'Kailasa Chaandan mein', particularly the songs 'Teri yaad mein' and 'Chaandan mein' which have completely blown my mind and made me into a total zombie.

Picture this.

I wake up and as soon as I brush my teeth, I play the album. When I go to bathe, I actually pause it because otherwise I'm, you know, wasting and offending the song. It's only when the first burst of water hits me in the shower that I realise how ridiculous I am being. And yet I do the same thing the next morning. The album plays as I get ready for work, and I wait till the last possible second before shutting off the computer and leaving the house, till the bus driver is almost pounding on my door and saying, "Eh hello? You want to go to work or no?" As soon as I lock the house, I take out the ipod from my purse and play the album. I play it in the bus amidst all the cacophony and for the first time find it really silly and annoying that the buses have TVs. The kid who has been squashed against the window has said, "Excuse me" 37 times, but I am too lost in the song to notice him or give way so he can get off at his bus stop. Finally he pushes himself out, giving me the eye of shame for standing between him and his education.

I reach office and as soon as I turn on my computer, I go to www.phulki.com and play the album. On loop. The whole day. I just put the earphones right next to my keyboard and turn up the volume all the way so I don't have to plug the earphones but I can still hear the song without disturbing others. Of course, once in a while, someone comes to talk to me and catches a bit of the song. Just yesterday, my teammate came over and as soon as she had uttered "Sayesha, do you have a minute?" Kailash Kher went "Aawo jiiii, aawo jiiii, aaaaawo jiiiiiii!" in a very hospitable manner, and I chuckled so hard at how relevant it was (if she knew Hindi) that I think I scared the poor girl.

After work, I shut down my computer and leave for home with the ipod back on. In the lift, just before I hit play, I try to remember where exactly I had left the song in the morning. Usually I guess correctly and the song resumes from the next word, making me grin so widely that the security guard in my office building gets nervous and gives me the, "Who are you? Wipe that grin off your face or.. or I'll open fire!" look, while I give him the "Dude I work here. And you don't have a gun. And you should totally listen to this song!" look.

The bus journey home is again musical, and sometimes I sing along in my head so loudly that people actually turn to stare, even though I swear not a single word left my lips. Power of music I tell you.

I come home and I play it till I am ready to sleep. On an unrelated note, two of my neighbours have moved out. On another unrelated note, Viv has moved out and checked into a hotel. (Okay this one is actually unrelated. He has gone for a tournament and is staying at the hotel with all the teams.)

And at night, just before I sleep, because I have heard the song a few hundred times in the day, it plays again in my head. Every note, every tone, every bit is clear as crystal as I drift off to sleep.

Whatever this is, I know it won't last, but I'm going to savour every moment till I have it.