Reminiscing over a song

A normal morning except I heard someone’s mobile phone ring in a particular tune. Instrumental. Soft. Known. Beckoning. Took me back to a time when I loved that song to bits. I still do, just that the intensity of those times is missing. Just like life, just like love. When there’s no intensity, it fades and remains either as a dull ache in the back of your mind or a dull memory. However you choose it. I’m digressing. Coming back to the song…usually I like songs purely for the reason they’re composed. It sounds good. Lyrics come next. This particular song however is in a language I don’t understand. A long lost friend of mine introduced me to the song and I remember having wonderful times listening to it time and again. For some reason, this song miraculously played itself (coincidence or was it?) whenever we were having either a good time or after we’d finished fighting! So this song for me is attached to those memories. Like a beacon, it leads me back to those days…the conversations, the laughter, the arguments, the tears, the easy camaraderie, the playfulness, the lies, the comfort, the intensity, the anger…a whole gamut of emotions that encompass a turbulent relationship. That can never come alive again, except in my mind. As it did today. Vividly. Each detail being etched out. Images moving around. It went so far as to make me remember some of the exact conversations we had whilst this was playing in the background. Sent a shiver down my spine. It’s eerie sometimes how you can recall every minute detail like it happened yesterday and be stuck with some glaring memory lapses at times…