Sometimes, hearing a song can kindle an emotion, a memory, or sometimes both. There’s this song that reminds me of a girl and what its like to fall in love for a brief moment.
I remember that day.
I was fifteen when I saw her. I saw her once, and never saw her again, even though we studied in the same school.
It was a summer day. But, I really wish if it was raining when I saw her. It would’ve been more romantic. I stood in one of the corridors and was talking to my friends. The place was crowded. I checked my watch to see if it was time to get back to the class and gave a glance at the distant end of the corridor to see whether the teacher was coming. That is when I saw her.
Among students who wore dull khaki pants and a funny striped tie, I saw her walking down the corridor in a bright green salwar. It was her birthday.
For the next few seconds, I saw nothing but her.
One of her friends wished her on the way and she acknowledged it with a bright wide smile. Her tiny little eyes reflected the bright sun’s rays and her wavy hair dangled in the breeze for nothing, but to make me remember that moment for my entire life.
As I am writing this, I remember J. D. Salinger’s quote
“She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
She just did that. I was too young to fall in love. But, I did. Not for long. But, for that moment. Witnessing her walk down the corridor was one of the best things that happened to me during my rather miserable high school life. If I could recall one thing from my high school i.e. until my 10th standard, that would be “that moment”.
As I stood there, she walked past me. She didn’t look at me. She didn’t have to. As I saw her gracefully move, the song “Pachai niramae” from Alaipayuthe started playing in my head. It could’ve been because of that green dress(In Tamil, pachai means green). With the song playing in my head, and with her moving through the crowd, made me remember that moment for ever.
From then on, whenever I hear the song, I will remember her and the moment I saw her. If I ever buy a new earphone, or a new phone, I would always listen to that song.
I never felt bad for not talking to her. Instead, I felt lucky for being there on that corridor, and seeing her. Life is made up of such moments. And, that was one such moment.
I don’t know who she is, or where she is. But, I am certain about one thing. She has definitely made a difference in me. And, I will always be thankful to her for that.