I was very little when my mom sang ‘Strawberries, Cherries, and an Angel’s Kiss in Spring.’ It seemed like that was the only English song she knew and, in turn, the only one we knew. Then came the days of singing Doris Day’s ‘Que Sera Sera,’ post which came another memorable song sung by a teacher in my 10th grade ‘Don’t Cry, Joni.’ I fell in love with the latter. I didn’t feel as bad when Joni cried at the age of 15 as I felt bad when Jimmy went back to her 15 years later. My eyes brim with tears when he says that his tears fell like rain at day. Aw!
I actually sang that song to my good friend Rijo in degree college. He took me out for a meal, and I remembered this song. I asked him if I could sing it for him, and he replied in the affirmative. After I finished singing the last stanza of the song, he was agitated. He was so upset that Joni married John, and he said quite seriously, “This is why, if we intend on leaving town for a while, we gotta shoot all our best friends and then leave.”
But there was something about John Denver’s Annie’s Song. Through my late school years, I used to hear mom sing this song on and off. Mum actually forgot the name of the song, so she always started with ‘You fill up my senses..’ After a while, I began to wonder if that song actually existed, because it seemed like a far off memory for my mother. So I wasn’t sure until I heard it on the radio one fine day. Mom and I had just left Kerala (ran away from there to start a fresh life in Bangalore), and we were wandering the streets of Kamannahalli when we decided to get a drink of water in the famous supermarket ‘Nilgiris.’ As I waited for mum to come back with the bottle of water, a lady on the radio sang the song, and I flipped. The ‘radio lady’ said she would like to sing Annie’s Song for her listeners, and that’s where I found out the name.
I was ecstatic. I was almost jumping up and down, and I couldn’t wait for mum to get back. When she came over and handed the water to me, she saw me all revved up and asked what was up. I told her the name of the song, and she gave me a bright smile. She was like, “Oh, yeeeeeahhh!” I was so happy. I felt like I was that lone warrior who won the battle and came back alive. Weird, I know.
It’s funny how songs can just transcend you from the present to the past in an instant, just like how some aromas, fragrances, and odours take us to a different place in time.
#You fill up my senses, come fill me again ❤ ❤