If ever I have known
nostalgia, now is it.
And if it could be embodied
in a single tangible thing, it would have to be this song.
For a little less than a
month a group of people came together, strangers most of them, to shoot a film. What followed was a joyride. For those 20 odd days, as we all woke up
at unearthly hours and dragged ourselves out of bed and over the mountain paths to the locations- we were close, so close- we were friends, buddies, partners in
crime, companions on a journey, contributors, nay collaborators in a common creative effort.
On those walks and drives
to location, we often had music playing on the cab music system or someone’s
cellphone. On the longer drives, Sayani and Sahil would often hum or sing
little snippets of old Hindi film songs.
But the one that stuck in
my head is this one that played off Manav’s cellphone on the long drive to
Devaria tal, and then again on the walk up to the hut when the two of us went
to shoot some time lapses and plates.
The shoot came to an end,
as it had to. And people began to leave one by one. And I felt a sadness I had
never felt before…
And these lines, quoted
from the song, could not be more appropriate.
Jaise paat gire taruvar ke
Milna bahut duhela
Na jaanu kidhar kirega
Lagya pawan ka rela
As the Leaf Falls from the
Tree
Is Difficult to Find
Who Knows Where it Will
Fall
Once it is Struck with a
Gust Of Wind
I wish them well, everyone who was with us on this beautiful journey, whether or not our paths ever cross again.
:')
I wish them well, everyone who was with us on this beautiful journey, whether or not our paths ever cross again.
:')
