Everyone learns something new everyday. The other day in class I learned that RSVP means reponde sil vous plait, it’s french. And today too I learned something very valuable that never ever shall I favor any one again as, they will definetly forget about it. I am so tired out by today’s work that I feel like I have no legs, I wont bitch about my awful day today because I have already, a lot. After all that bitching I got very depressed. I am missing my family and friends from back home. For me, venting out on my computer screen or writing sh^t down on a piece of paper really helps. Even talking to a friend doesn’t make me feel better. I am sure lots of people relax their minds by writing stuff down as well.
I was listeing to this one tupac’s song, I don’t what its called my friend burned me a CD of his favorite song. I never really asked him whats the name of that song, maybe I should. It’s a weird feeling whenever I listen to it. I can picture myself back in time. I just have to close my eyes and I there I am, at Pennsylvania’s airport waiting for my flight to Jersey. I can hear everyone talking that were waiting there with me at that time. I can actually smell tommy girl, (my friend bought it for my Bday and I like totally thopa-fied myself with it). Or when I put on my favortie addidas’s lotion. All these memories flood my mind. I can actually picture getting ready for this EID ki party at my phopos place. I can even hear Uncle Sarwar calling us all, and yelling out “aray bhai late hojain gay bachoon”. He has such a cute hyderabadi accent. Or when I listen to Pink all I have to do it close my eyes and I will be walking back to school in the morning holding that hot cup of coco and wearing my favorite sweatshirt. Or when I am listning to Incubus, I can picture myself again sitting outside my cousin’s house on his stairs in Brklyn looking at people passing by (there were a lot of teen moms with their 3 kids I just loved watching them all), and especially this old Puerto Rican lady sitting outside her door. She lived all alone. Well actually not all alone she had like 2 cats and 3 dogs, its weird I remember all of their names and not her face. Does that happen to you too? Can you picture yourself and those moments exactly how they were back in time?
I miss Arooj. She called my like twice this week. First on my Bday and then again on Friday. It was cool, I love hearing her voice over the phone. She always says “I don’t believe your soo far away, I still feel like I am calling you in phoenix”. I miss talking to her, I miss her telling me how to do my hair, or which nail polish to put on. I am so glad there is actually someone that truly knows me. She know me more than I know myself. If I were a guy I would have married her. Friends like her are very hard to find. I miss how she yelled at me when I did something bad. I write her everyday, if not e-mail then I write her a letter. That I mail when its almost like 10 pages, back and front.
Gosh! I miss her so much. If only I could……sighhhhhh>
sorry dont have time to read your long post..though your topic reminded me of an indian song that went like this ..'mera dil ro raha hay..its raining its raining its raininggg...& my heart is paining its pAINING..PAININGGGG'
a revolting looking fat indian guy sang it years ago. ..? . white shoes, flashy hawaian shirt with orange splashes.?. lol I cant remember his name!
Hey Lahori Maharani
Really enjoyed reading your post,
u've got some gr8 memos there.
Music usually does bring bac memos 4 me,
esp if i hear a piece of music that i asscociate with a special time.
for example i used to listen to junoon every morning b4 going to secondary(high) school and now when i play it all the memos come flooding bac.
neway hope u get to c every1 u want 2 c and soon
take care
i always use music to provoke (or maybe even sedate) nostalgia. its a wonderful feeling, almost ethereal. theres a song for every year of my life, bas chalaanay ki dair haiy.
by the way, dont think anybody noticed this lekin His name is Bappi Lehree :)
hmm, i always love writing things down as well..that's why i write tons of letters and emails..and like you said i do remember so many details...my memory related to humans and events is very strong somehow..i can just close my eyes and will remember the exact details from the past..and for me..if i listen to some song after a while..i'll remember the details from the past when i heard it for the first time..for eg, one day i listened to one song and i heard it the first time in my school bus..and all the details from that time just started pouring from everywhere..so my way of remembering details is often by playing songs..sometimes if i can't remember some thing..i'll go and listen the song and i'll remember all the details once again :)
Just coz i remember so much details that it doesn't feel to me that time flies away..
It’s especially bad when the person you most want to talk to isn’t there. I miss my cousin so bad right now. She always understood without me even saying anything.
I listen to slow music, write, and cry but in the end what can you do but move on and hope there’s something better down the line?
Nice post, true about how songs and semlls can remind you places and ppl.
I do however wonder about how its so much easier now to stay in touch than it was just a decade ago. No internet, no email, chat etc etc. Only letters that took forver to get to the destination if they made it there at all, and expensive phone calls.
I think back about some of my friends who had not seen their families in 4-5 years because they could not afford to go back and spent all their free time, and holidays working so they could puit themselves through school.
