Nothing but music

My 25th article since starting this blog and have been pondering for days now that this one had to be special. I'm not too big on anniversaries but wanted to make this article special for some reason. Don't ask why? Just one of those crazy things I guess.
And then it hit me why not talk about the one thing that will be with me all my life. Through all the smiles and the tears. Always a song there to be a friend for the day. Where do I start and where do I stop? So much out there that has inspired. Like the first time I heard Michael Jackson's  Billy Jean and realised that this was no ordinary singer. His voice is so undefinable that one can only hope that of sort magic can be recaptured again. Or what about all those illayaraja songs I grew up with in the 80s. Wow! such soul stirring melodies. Humming those songs on the way to school , tuning into watch those rare chances when they came on TV - remember the likes of olliyum oliyum and chitrahaar, mind you this was in yesteryear with no internet. And then when I discovered hindi and bollywood, the floodgates really opened then. All those feel-good movies from the khans when every 15 minutes they would break out into song. Wedding dhamaka songs, love songs, hip shakers believe it or not I loved them all.
Oh don't even get me started on all the boy bands I was hooked on, they defined my teenage years, songs of everlasting love, yeah just what every girl needs at that age. Boyzone, Backstreet boys,Take that.......I grew up listening to you guys and you get some credit/blame for the way I turned out.
And then one of the best things that ever happened to music - AR Rahman. Critics always had something to say about him but then crtics always do don't they? His music opened up a new era and people realised that this was no ordinary backstreet kid toying with a keyboard - the first rays of sun bursting through the treetops at dawn - there I had to throw in some poetry, job done. Music no longer remained instrumental and became more a mish mash of sounds blended cleverly. He has the power to set your feet tapping and touch your soul all in one go.
Music is so much more open-minded now and there is an appreciation for all sorts of talent and sounds. Some of it works and others not so much but the efforts must go on surely. And what am I into now?  have discovered ghazals and sufi based numbers and yet another chapter. But that must be what makes it special - a song for every mood, every emotion, every moment of evey day. And what you liked yesteday may not what you're into today. The music changes with you and yet lives within you. Let the music in and you've found a friend for life.......

For Michael
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUrqFkR7QlI

For Illayaraja
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xlot5sIH6xk

For bollywood
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32tNhs2Vk8U
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WyiIcEmO4BQ&feature=fvsr
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgwYPwUjAtA

For the boybands
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_Rut4qm33g
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fndeDfaWCg&ob=av2e

For ARR - one of his best
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmCSBadJcw4

My latest ones -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqIBUZCVtco&feature=BFa&list=FL33QnRxwcH8jatzSgnE4vTA&lf=mh_lolz
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAOamM7wMIc&feature=BFa&list=FL33QnRxwcH8jatzSgnE4vTA&lf=mh_lolz

Living it up with scraped knees

Steaming mud pies in the mid noon sun,
dusty bare feet that never seemed to want to stop,
longing to reach for the sky on a swing,
hide and seek, tag, treasure island
was there anything we couldn't take on?
Feeling the wrinkles on his hand while sitting on grandpa's lap,
stories and songs from grandma,
treats from the family.
Long long summer holidays that never should have ended,
bruises and scrapes learning to ride the bike,
the magic of movies and first heroes,
starring at the stars on the terrace shaded by coconut trees.
Butterflies and stomach churns on the first day back at school,
homework and tests,
sharing with friends, knowing others exist crazier than you,
feeling the first pangs of a crush, pretending to hate them anyway,
Saturday trips to the beach,
fighting over ice cream,mullaga bhajis,samosas,chat and whatnot,
guilt free junk food never tasted better.
Cricket, teasing and punching you bro,
just talking and more talking with you sis,
Searching for love, pride and approval in your eyes mom & dad,
so many laughs, so many tears,
so many victories, so many failures,
the first bittersweet taste of life's medicines.
Living it up.... alas! at breakneck speed,
Each day a precious gem stringed together to make a whole,
oh grant me a single wish to go back for but a day.......

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2okBwE8jjys&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqDTZJYf5bM