Oh mere jaan.mp3

Certain events in life get tangled with the music that I listen all the time. And later they produce some wonderful as well as depressing memories each time I play them back. Let me narrate a small incident that took place quite a long time ago. I wont go into details about the story that lead to this incident or the story that happened later….. Sudhams

During the holidays after I wrote my eamcet exam, I used to chat alot with a girl that I seriously had a crush on from a very long time. We were not in any sort of relationship but were getting to know each other. We were always in touch by text msgs. So as I was saying about this incident, it was a very pleasant evening that transformed into a cold night with lovely little showers. I had my first mp3 player with me. It hardly had 15 songs in it. My personal fav at that time was the track “oh mere jaan” from life in a metro. I used to have it with the repeat option so that I won’t have to start it again and again. So as the climate was getting beautiful, I decided to go out for a drive. I was using my mom’s mobile then. I told my mom that I was going out to recharge her mobile so that she wouldn’t mind letting me out at that hour.

I came out of the house feeling the cool breeze brushing through my legs( I was in shorts). Then I started my mp3 player which began playing oh mere jaan. Before starting , I msgd the girl that I was going out for a drive and wud msg after a while. I started coming down the stairs and after almost reaching the ground floor, I heard my mobile beep. I knew whose msg it was and thought that it was just an acknowledgment for my previous msg. but anyways as she was quite important, I took out the mobile from my pocket and opened the msg.

All that the screen displayed was LOVE YOU SUDHAMS. I cannot actually describe my immediate reaction as things went blank for a while but as I got my senses back in a few seconds I realized that I wud’ve fallen on the stairs if it’s not for the wall that I held on to. The song was still playing. The player had no idea what just happened to me. Anyways I’m not sure if my heart skipped a beat like they say but I could clearly feel my heartbeat somewhere near my throat. My insides were exploding. All that I’ve been through in the past few years came rushing back. I did not reply for some reason and ran to my bike. I double checked if the repeat option is still on.

As I came out of the building, the showers were still coming as if to make things more perfect. I once left the handle, closed my eyes and brushed through my hair feeling the rain drops hitting my face gently. The song was still playing. I covered the entire town a couple of times listening to the same song over a dozen times. It was as if I wouldn’t stop at anything. The song never felt so wonderful and so special to me till that moment.

After a worried call from my mother, I came back home with the song still playing and this time with a huge smile on the outside and true celebration in the inside…

Hmmmm so this is about the incident. I don’t think I have to mention the kind of memories the song carries. I’ve changed three music players after that and broke up with the girl after about three years. As far as the song is concerned, it’ll always be with me in every music player that I carry. It has become a tiny locker that hides several tiny yet depressing memories. All of them come rushing out once my player starts playing OH MERE JAAN…..