A voice that soothed and wounded at once...

No, I am not talking about your conscience!!! It either soothes or wounds...possessing both the qualities is rare for even an inner voice...
However, one man wielded such a weapon and used it very well...

Tributing a few words, a blog post or a few minutes of my life to the Legend called Jagjit Singh may be inconsequential to a world left bereft since the legend departed; but I can not NOT write about the era that has ended...
After all, the guy singlehandedly made generations crave for sweet melancholy of love by singing about it...
'koi fariyad' made coveting sounds so absolutely HOT...
'hoshwalo ko khabar kya' made a guy playing with a scarf seem NOT cheesy!
'kal chaudhvi ki raat thi' proved how moon pales when compared to love's glow...
'hotho se chhulo tum' is as intoxicating as a patiala peg...
'woh kagaz ki kashti' has made many of us nostalgic about those childhood moments...
and 'chitthi na koi sandesh' has left many a wet eyes in its wake...

The list is endless....all of us have at least one favorite from his treasure of gazals! For those with some deep set wounds of heart, his music and his words always acted like a balm... The songs never felt unworldly...they were as if they were written for just your situation...
However for those of us, who had no apparent reason for being sad, his songs simply meant a chance to sit on the rocking chair and act all grown up while listening to gazals on the walkman... :P
Or perhaps to some of the crazier creed amongst us, imitating him whilst having fits of shivering just felt too amazing to resist...
Something about this icon of a man and his singing appealed to everyone!

Nevertheless, there has never been a more melodious baritone and there probably never will be...It may not be as sweet a tribute as he deserved, but he will be missed all the same and always remembered for the Titan that he was in the arena of music.

Oscillations

Some heavy duty nostalgia is what it takes to rocket one down the misery-lane. You miss what you once had and didn't cherish enough and you crave to have what time would never allow you to have again....your past!
But its the same nostalgia that can give you that feeling of wholesomeness that describes a full life...
You had friends and you had great fun with them...
You had time and you made the most of it...
You had dreams and you slept some more to build the plot further... :)


Its the swinging between the good and bad of thoughts that makes or breaks one's day. For sure, the thoughts aren't innately holding any character. They are just synaptic pulses shuffling between the idle neurons, there for not much good. Character is given to them by the colorful human mind which doesn't life things to be neutral. One minute you would be staring at a screen full of rows and columns and the next, your mind will be painting an image of a hostel room somewhere, attached to which was the sunlit balcony where you lounged with your friends and had faux-saas-bahu conversations.
Someday you will be watching a movie or show about friends and you will be thinking with a smile, of all the friends you miss and want to be with...
On other days, you would just be miserable thinking about your friends...of why you can't be with them and why the f*** does politics affect your plans!!! (cursing is just the beginning then)


Its not unusual to come across such oscillating-between-realities individuals everyday. It is unusual to stay unaffected after such contact. Their swing can put your mind in motion and send you  in throes of unwanted emotions. The key is to retain your brain for those rows and columns momentarily and save your trip to nostalgia-ville for some time when you can enjoy it more than it can enjoy you.
After all ...there is no better way to spend some time alone lying in your bed, thinking about the good, the bad and the ugly of what made you...you!