music on a do-nothing day

of the 12 flutes collected from various parts of the world i fiddled till i held up the one i thought could use a good blow. The dust had settled in so had to let the babe breathe a bit. What do i play? i wondered- self taught that i am i couldn't choose from classical ragaas, so melody it was. Old hindi? Nah.. the mind wouldnt sit on that- that yessy feeling confirming to the lips to 'play on' was now that unsettling bee looking for a cozy nook to arch its feet in. western music was just not on my mind though my formative years streaked with the beatles and queen. images of things in songs pranced in my head- searching for the music that would cuddle with the state of mind. yellow sub, malgudi days' swamy, the circular boat in dil hai chhota sa, And then, there it was- swaying behind a cloud the tune i got hold of so easily in just one go. i thought about it- I'm no munna- nor a gandhian and not remotely religious and far from patriotic. but still, it pulled my mouth to the lip hole, giving a go on to my fingers as it glided over the body and firmed in, involuntarily. i still cant sing the whole song verbally or vocally, but I can lung it, breathe it. vaishnava janato. do i even know what the song means? hell i'll google it after this. play on.

thanks Reshma!

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Thanks Jayesh!