I Want To Be Your ‘Play, Repeat’

There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t listen to music. It is the first thing I do when I grab a cab to work and one of the few things I look forward to on my way home.

Music is my rabbit hole which leads me to a place that is equal times exciting and blissful.

I have some songs I rarely play but have them on my list of downloads, always shelved as “may be I’ll feel like listening to them one day”, but seldom do. I have songs that are deemed cool by others but I don’t get, and definitely do not enjoy, but leave them on my list for the days I’ll need an ego boost. I also have songs for certain moods; tracks that pump a beat to the happy times, bow the cello in tune to my blues and strum the guitar in tandem to my flights of romantic fancy. And then there are songs I do not download because I know I’m not ready to commit to them.

Behind every song is an untold story, and the songs you choose to listen unravels a bit of your own.

But the prime position is held by those tracks I listen to 19 times a day tirelessly; the ones that always go on repeat, the ones for which I hurriedly pull out my phone when they are on their last few seconds, because I want to drown in them again. Those songs which turn on the right buttons and begin playing the movies in my head, the ones which transport me into galaxies while I am still parked on that seat in the middle of traffic surrounded by the blaring sounds of everything mundane, unnecessary and futile.

Some songs transcend their designated place of key, rhythm and note, and burrow into people, memories and soul.

I don’t want to be the song that is left as a ‘Recommended for you’ and is given a careless glance, or the song you don’t even recollect is sitting on the bottom of your playlist, dimissed for another time. I don’t want to be a song you stumble upon and play once or twice, and then let me go for something you found “more your type”. I don’t want to be the song you play in public and go back home to something else. I don’t want to be the song you pretend to like only to “fit in”. I don’t want to be the song that you eventually delete because “you’re over it.”

I want to be that song you memorize; every beat, word and silence. I want be that song that you don’t lip-sync to, but sing out-loud in your car, party and bathroom. I want to be that song you cry and laugh with, that song you go to at every pivotal point in your life. I want to be that song which you play in the background when you’re busy, turn up the volume when you’re not and never consider pausing for another track, or even for a call. I want to be the song in your life that you don’t get enough of, and even all the time falls short. I want to that song will never tire you out and be considered a “waste.”

I want to be that song you play and then repeat.

I want to be your ‘Play’ and ‘Repeat’.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Chirag Kaku says:

    Very Nice. You know I often used to avoid playing the songs/albums I loved the most fearing I’d get sick of them… I never wanted to be sick of them, and in the avoiding, with time, I’d grow out of them. I can think of many ‘metalcore’ albums when I was super into metalcore before I discovered stoner/sludge stuff.

    People keep growing, they always change. You do too and so does your taste in music. Genre of music change with time, some enjoy the classics the most and some venture to discover the new, the unheard. Some change with the music and some let the music change them as you pointed out with the ‘cool stuff’. In the end you choose what you want to listen to, you can’t make someone listen to what you want. You can’t choose what song you are to someone, someone who likes your song chooses you.

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  2. Vijayalakshmi Harish says:

    Wow, girl! 💖

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