Sunday, January 13, 2008

Of Abba, All India Radio, Calcutta and Potpourri.....

Hi, today is a wonderful day. Why? The reason still eludes me. Almost 6 pm and I am listening to Abba- Chiquitita, guess last time I heard the track I was In Ahmedabad. Gosh! one year already time just flies back and leaves behind memories to be cherished for a life time.

The post it self is a sweet memory, the year was 2000 , I had just completed my 10th , I was new to Gianjyoti(GJPS) and in +1. I developed a new hobby listening to the radio late at night. There used to be a program aired on AIR 107.2 FM relayed from Kasuali,Potpourri(The name),on Tuesdays @ 2300hrs , the RJ (Shaheen, Bday: 3rd Jan) had a mesmerizing voice and of course yours truly was well smitten by her vocal chords.

As time flew I started fancying her and you could well imagine the intensity of my feelings for her that I (read the secret admirer in me) would write to her every week and waited with bated breath for Tuesdays to come just to listen, to what I had humbly scribbled, by her heavenly voice. But one fine day she went away, where I know not, may be to Bangalore that was the last I heard about her. I was heart broken I never wrote in again nor did I like the new RJ but I would often tune in to the radio on late Tuesday nights in a hope may be for once Shaheen may return and I would get to hear her soothing voice, but that never happened. I got busy with time and after a gap of few years I tuned in again but Potpourri wasn't there.

Today as I sat all by my self Listening to Abba,Chiquitita reminded me of a certain listener called Chandan from Kolkata (was Calcutta then) who would frequently request for Abba to be played.

Time has passed by ever since and they say water once passed under the bridge wont ever come back, quite true but the faint memories of my Puppy love (read platonic affection) for a woman whose sweet voice was her her identity for me do haunt me once in a blue moon. All I do is pray that where ever she may be she should be happy and content, as for me life goes on and it never ends.
Peace
Jeet