“And it’s dark in a cold December, but I’ve got you to keep me warm
If you’re broken I will mend ya and keep you sheltered from the storm that’s raging on, now”
so goes Ed Sheeran in a pacy line from his hit number Lego House.
On a rainy day in a surprisingly sparsely crowded bus, and finding a seat near a foggy window, my Sennheisers were doing the job of soaking me into the ambience created by dripping umbrellas and blazing red tail lights of the vehicles, we all being a one big family at the famous Mumbai’s traffic jam!
Words can move people they say. Well couple them with some strumming of an acoustic guitar and deep soulful vocals, and they make people drench into them so much so that, it takes a bus conductor to break our reverie, when he is already in his third version of asking for the ticket with his own deep vocals, not so soulful one that I pull out the plugs and ask him “What?” as if he is gonna strike a conversation on how lovely the weather is! When, “Are bhai ticket bol na!” finally falls on the ears then does the Ed Sheeran in me makes way to fumble the pockets and toss out some coins.
Lyrics, utterly romantic ones; novels with their convivial, amiable characters (read: Nicholas Sparks/or the desi Bhagat) or the hopeless rom-coms that keep playing all day long. Our minds are governed and our way of looking towards each of our fellow mates are swayed by them, who come with a disclaimer of being fictional, having no relation with real life living or dead, characters! And ironically believe in them.
We, unconsciously, without our knowing get ourselves linked, our life forms a nexus with the inanimate words and situations. This itself is fallacious! Every diegesis is different, every storyline is different and most importantly every denouement is different. That ends up in us trying to evaluate and weigh in our circumstances with theirs, ours, which in most of the cases turns out to more fucked up! Which ends in either emotional breakdown, feeling cynical that the world is unfair or worse, distancing ourselves from the very thing that is true and amazing in its true form, Love?
Lyricists have their job done when they get the right words and pluck the emotional chords of the listeners. Emotions cannot be controlled, True! But our reactions to them can be!
Now you got to have a smile coming onto your face when Justin Timberlake sings,
“How about I’d be the last voice you hear tonight?
And every other night for the rest of the nights that there are!
Every morning I just wanna see you staring back at me
‘Cause I know that’s a good place to start”
from Not a Bad Thing, a 2013 single. But back in 2006,he churned out a, what we call a ‘breakup’ composition,(though its intro piece is amazing) that went
“Is this the way it’s really going down?
Is this how we say goodbye?
Should have known better when you came around
That you were gonna make me cry
It’s breaking my heart to watch you run around
‘Cause I know that you’re living a lie”
Singles like this top the charts and rightly so, due to their engaging words and of course the melodious compositions, but the former thing should be kept it check! For it can make the listeners, who make the words their own and treat themselves with the song put on a loop for hours, go into self-pity mode by feeding to the already rickety heart more pain! But doesn’t this sound like an easy way out? It may be why the majority of “heartbreak kids” end up in the labyrinth of loneliness, despair and in the long run crushing all those amazing opportunities that life presents as they veil it with skepticism and negativity .
Experts then say, “Hey! Always look at the positive side, What’s in the past is in past, right? Life goes on..!”-Hard thing that, Easier said than done of course.
But that’s what life is, “Making hard choices at an even harder situation!”
If you are going to walk with your head turned back, you are going to stumble! And as ours is a limited time here,so we sure as hell don’t wanna keep stumbling and miss out on the bigger picture!
“I ain’t one for looking back! Eyes ahead!” goes a quote from US political drama, House Of Cards.
The rain was now a light drizzle outside with rays of setting sun piercing through it. I took my bag, walked to the front of the bus and looked over my shoulder to see my newly made acquaintance shooking some more of my fellow passengers. I alighted from the bus and with “…Don’t act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me!” from JT again, still echoing in my mind as I made my way back home in the sunbathed rain-washed road!