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Particularly during a rainy day, will I find myself mellowing and these words start playing in my mind.
Why do only 'certain' words/lyrics/tunes bring us melancholy and nostalgia?
A few years ago, when I travelled by the early morning train I would close my eyes while seated next to the window, and always see some hazy images in front of my closed eyelids. And, not knowing what it was or what they were saying to me, it would always lead me to a sublime and sombre mood.
Now, a rainy day does this! Its dark and hollow outside, and I am rummaging through my memories- half baked thoughts- some diluted, and others diminishing. I can see images flashing through a quick slideshow, and my heart all heavy with this melancholy. It grips me no matter wherever I am.
On my trip to Agra last year, stopping by at the Mehtab Gardens in the evening, and looking at the Taj Mahal across the yamuna left me saddened. The sunset with its warm yellow scaled over my thoughts and the Taj was inscripted in my memory like that forever.
And Delhi bought some more warm hues. The evening walk along Red fort and towards Shakti Sthal with the trees swaying by- I can never forget that slight tinge of shiver and my slow footsteps. It was a walk to remember.
While going through an old album of Calcutta, the crumbling pastel hues of facades of houses along the Hooghly river again took me back in time. The baadi's and the innumerable ponds with banana trees lining the dust filled paths, had me mesmerized and choked for the simpler days. The Dutch cemetery and the Chinsurah Duff school, Bandel Basilica, the striking chowk Clock, all these in one place with a frozen history, somewhere call me again.
Its not about places- its about your participation in the memories, that essentially makes you nostalgic!
I hope someday to return to these places again, with another renewed understanding and belonging to them.
Particularly during a rainy day, will I find myself mellowing and these words start playing in my mind.
Why do only 'certain' words/lyrics/tunes bring us melancholy and nostalgia?
A few years ago, when I travelled by the early morning train I would close my eyes while seated next to the window, and always see some hazy images in front of my closed eyelids. And, not knowing what it was or what they were saying to me, it would always lead me to a sublime and sombre mood.
Now, a rainy day does this! Its dark and hollow outside, and I am rummaging through my memories- half baked thoughts- some diluted, and others diminishing. I can see images flashing through a quick slideshow, and my heart all heavy with this melancholy. It grips me no matter wherever I am.
On my trip to Agra last year, stopping by at the Mehtab Gardens in the evening, and looking at the Taj Mahal across the yamuna left me saddened. The sunset with its warm yellow scaled over my thoughts and the Taj was inscripted in my memory like that forever.
And Delhi bought some more warm hues. The evening walk along Red fort and towards Shakti Sthal with the trees swaying by- I can never forget that slight tinge of shiver and my slow footsteps. It was a walk to remember.
While going through an old album of Calcutta, the crumbling pastel hues of facades of houses along the Hooghly river again took me back in time. The baadi's and the innumerable ponds with banana trees lining the dust filled paths, had me mesmerized and choked for the simpler days. The Dutch cemetery and the Chinsurah Duff school, Bandel Basilica, the striking chowk Clock, all these in one place with a frozen history, somewhere call me again.
Its not about places- its about your participation in the memories, that essentially makes you nostalgic!
I hope someday to return to these places again, with another renewed understanding and belonging to them.
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