I just walked into the bus stop. A bus stopped, crossing me. There were few empty seats in the back row in common side. I went to notice the route. It was my route. There were already some people standing near the back door to get in. People were getting down from the front door. I rushed to the front to get in. Before I got in, few ladies entered. They were going in a relaxed way to ladies side and blocked my way to reach the empty seats. Things might be tough for women in other aspects, but in Chennai bus they have their laugh always. They always get their seat. Quite often guys would be standing and contemplating, can he take the ladies seat which is free for long time. Right then a girl will enter relaxed and think for few seconds as if which seat she can pick and would settle in one. So there is no hurry for them. But for me if I couldn’t get one of those few empty seats, I have to stand for another hour and half. I steered through the gaps, and got into a seat.
There is an hour and half that needs to be wasted. Instead of looking at traffic, getting frustrated and cursing it, I decided to hear some songs in FM. I used to hear FM regularly. Back then in my college days, I was having a tiny radio. Then we had only ‘Vaanavil’ (Government FM). They will speak a lot and put few film songs. I had that radio even in my initial years of work, I guess around that time Suriyan and Radio Mirchi came in. I liked Radio Mirchi during the day and Suriyan FM at night. Then I went overseas on assignment and got distanced from FM. Now there are more than a handful of channels. Just like cable TV, you can switch from one to another when there is a commercial in one. Lot of times I liked radio over cassette or CD. Main reason: hearing a song in radio is like life, there is an element of surprise and we never know what song comes next. If I hit upon a favorite song, the joy it brings is more than what I get when I select and hear it in a music player. With huge storage spaces in musical systems, we have more songs in our library, but often we hear the same song and miss our yesteryear’s favorite. When radio plays it, its like accidentally meeting one‘s old friend. It takes one down the memory lanes.
Radio played “nenjam ellam” song from Aayudha Ezuthu. When the album was released, it was my favorite song. The male voice and lyrics had an aura. Thanks to repeated hearing, the attraction faded over time and it ceased to pull my attraction. When the song was released, I had just joined work from college. Thinking back it had been long time, 6 years had gone by. Then I was a guy with big aims and strong opinions, now I am a man with lot more confusions, responsibilities and less hopes. During these years some things changed and several remained the same. I traveled around the world, stayed in foreign land for few years, fell in love, got married. On the other side, I had abandoned one of my goals and my other goal is still in air as fresh as it was then. While people around me had moved around or ahead and rode the waves of economic boom, I remained in the same company, almost same job, most often having my own excuses. I guess the common denominator behind everything was my comfort zone. It dawned on me, there is cost to every action but the cost of comfortable inaction is much higher. I looked through the window. Bus was crawling in the middle of heavy traffic, while some people were cutting lanes, finding gaps and moving ahead. For some reason it looked like my life.
There is an hour and half that needs to be wasted. Instead of looking at traffic, getting frustrated and cursing it, I decided to hear some songs in FM. I used to hear FM regularly. Back then in my college days, I was having a tiny radio. Then we had only ‘Vaanavil’ (Government FM). They will speak a lot and put few film songs. I had that radio even in my initial years of work, I guess around that time Suriyan and Radio Mirchi came in. I liked Radio Mirchi during the day and Suriyan FM at night. Then I went overseas on assignment and got distanced from FM. Now there are more than a handful of channels. Just like cable TV, you can switch from one to another when there is a commercial in one. Lot of times I liked radio over cassette or CD. Main reason: hearing a song in radio is like life, there is an element of surprise and we never know what song comes next. If I hit upon a favorite song, the joy it brings is more than what I get when I select and hear it in a music player. With huge storage spaces in musical systems, we have more songs in our library, but often we hear the same song and miss our yesteryear’s favorite. When radio plays it, its like accidentally meeting one‘s old friend. It takes one down the memory lanes.
Radio played “nenjam ellam” song from Aayudha Ezuthu. When the album was released, it was my favorite song. The male voice and lyrics had an aura. Thanks to repeated hearing, the attraction faded over time and it ceased to pull my attraction. When the song was released, I had just joined work from college. Thinking back it had been long time, 6 years had gone by. Then I was a guy with big aims and strong opinions, now I am a man with lot more confusions, responsibilities and less hopes. During these years some things changed and several remained the same. I traveled around the world, stayed in foreign land for few years, fell in love, got married. On the other side, I had abandoned one of my goals and my other goal is still in air as fresh as it was then. While people around me had moved around or ahead and rode the waves of economic boom, I remained in the same company, almost same job, most often having my own excuses. I guess the common denominator behind everything was my comfort zone. It dawned on me, there is cost to every action but the cost of comfortable inaction is much higher. I looked through the window. Bus was crawling in the middle of heavy traffic, while some people were cutting lanes, finding gaps and moving ahead. For some reason it looked like my life.
