Almost time to leave the workplace. Thankfully, am really liking the work, or the slightly longish hours would have me going nuts. But at that moment that I leave the workplace, and wait at the bus stop, I sometimes switch the sucky senti Bollywood music. It helps me pretend that I am somewhere in India. For just a brief while.
From the time I turned about 16, my walkman was a constant fixture. It’s not like I heard it constantly. But that you can carry music in your backpack. In an instant, drown out the world, is comforting. In school, I remember SD and me sharing the headphones. To save battery, I’d listen to the FM station, instead of playing a tape. To a great extent, I completely skipped the CD revolution. I went straight from casettes to mp3s. By the time I could afford CDs, all music had become collapsible into the beloved iPod.
Thankfully the days are getting just mildly longer. Instead of the sun setting at an obscene 4 pm, there is some semblance of daylight till about 5 pm.
I started ODing on 70s type stuff a little earlier than usual today. And this song is haunting me.
I think I might leave on time today. Just to see what it feels like. :)