Thursday, September 20, 2012

Fine tuning!

"Doesnt work," she sighed, hassled. "The damn thing doesnt start!" Zara zara phoolon pe jhadne laga dil mera, it had last said, before going blank!

It was impossible that he drove and she didnt sing with the music player. She knew each song folder that had been loaded onto that thumb drive and she would make her choice basis the moods in the car. And there were the modified tunes. Tunes, that could be sung differently to sound differently. Tunes, that could sound different to suit thoughts that were different. Sounds of laughter, frustration, pain, fury...sometimes sounds of silence...smiling silence, blushing silence, angry silence, restless silence, teary silence.  But, there had to be some sound. So this, was an impossible situation. Well! Almost!

"Should I nudge the connecting wire," she asked. "It wouldnt just stop, without reason." If only she knew that reason. Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo. Sudden feeling of helplessness. Why couldnt the damn thing be set right. And why wasnt he answering. She looked at him with gloomy eyes.

He smiled before shifting gears, not looking at her.

"Main pareshan pareshan pareshan pareshan, aatishen wo kahaan, main pareshan pareshan pareshan pareshan ranjishen hai dhuaan....haaaaaaaaaan haaan haan..."...he began.

He knew every tune of the song. And all its lyrics too. She had played it way too many times! :)

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