When we are younger, we have poke-the-tooth fascination with pain. As we grow older, or maybe as the pain grows, the mesmerised awe fades. It numbs and fades and spreads to every hour, every day.
missing my music
missing my home
my shelves, my cupboards, my catalogues of living …
i want this album badly right now
all i want is that one (much fought over) green cassette or it’s name!
i found one song, but i cant remember all the others
it had chand roz, kahaan tak ye man ko, yadon mein woh and this song
incidentally, it’s not number 13! 😦
But the song in my head today, is:
Chocolate Amer 