The other side of Songs
In
childhood I used to wonder at some songs I heard on the radio. Now as an adult
also, I wonder on the power of the songs/music; and in both cases, the reason of
wondering is the same. In the past, I used to think that no one would compose
better songs compared to those I enjoyed at that time. However, my thoughts
proved wrong. I happened to listen better songs than that; even with better
lyric, better melody and better music. How could that happen? No one helped me
answering this question logically. Then, a moment came when I started writing
some songs that revealed some of the secrets of my past wondering.
I
wrote a love song. I call it a love song because I wrote it when I was in love
with her. I tried to collect the feelings I had when I saw her. I selected the
best words to express the emotions I had within myself. I did not know whether
I was expressing my mind or my heart but I was trying my best to search exact
words for that feeling.
I
did it. I thought I captured the thing I wanted in words. I re-read and
re-wrote it many times. I corrected both the lines and the words many times
comparing my feelings and the magnetic power of her overall personality. I
stopped editing that song when the girl I saw, my song and the feelings I had
of seeing the girl were similar in many ways. It was the best song for me, even
better than those best songs I heard on the radio previously. Another reason to
be the best song is that she was the best girl I had seen in my life. After the
completion of that song I had thought that it would be the best lyric of my
life; I would be never able to create better song than that!
However,
I was wrong again! I created another song and this second was far better than
the first one. The situation made the song better, not I.
The
girl whom I adored in the first song appeared twice or thrice in the tea shop.
I had not talked with her; only seen. After some days, she stopped coming there
and I was busy with my daily chores. Remembering my song, I used to look her around
in the tea shop when I was there but there was no any sign of her. Anyway, she
disappeared by giving me a song.
The
second time I saw another girl in a public bus. She was not only with her
magnetic personality, but also with a well- managed, sober and sublime
characteristics. She couldn't simply be described in plain words as she was not
casually created by the creator. And again, as she was a special creation, she
triggered me specially. My feelings towards her should be specially transferred
in the song. I did it with my best and the new song appeared. Obviously, this
topped the previous one.
Needless
to repeat the same thing again, I had seen her in the public bus; only once and
then never. When I get on that company public bus in that particular route, I
turn around in the left side middle seats but in vain.
These
two songs solved my previously unanswered question. I think, I have the
possibilities of creating better songs in future because I may see even more
beautiful creation of God. This formula might be with tragic, patriotic and
other type of songs as well. The causes and feelings of tragedies are heard but
these things are not over. Some more tragedies are still to happen and some
more patriotic feelings are yet to be felt. It means better songs are yet to be
heard as John Keats writes in his 'Ode on the Grecian Urn' that "Heard
melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter."
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