The night was beautiful. Stars glittered in the sky watched by a full moon. The clouds had cleared after a downpour a few hours back. Shweta looked up from the balcony of Sagar’s apartment and smiled. It was just the perfect night for her date with him.
“Do you want to hear some music?” Sagar asked while prepping the dishes.
Shweta smiled and nodded her head approvingly.
Soon the room was filled with soft, romantic tunes. Shweta felt very much at ease as Sagar arranged the plates on the table.
The sound of Bon Jovi, however, sent a shiver down Shweta’s spine. When she realized the song was ‘Diamond Ring’, she panicked. Beads of perspiration lined her forehead and neck and she bolted out of the door.
Sagar was clueless at this behavior from Shweta. This was very unlike her, he thought as he followed Shweta down the flight of stairs.
When Shweta looked back to see Sagar pursuing her, she ran faster.
“Shweta, wait! What happened?”
She did not bother to stop. She somehow wanted to reach her place.
Sagar soon caught up with her and asked again, “Why did you run? You were having a good time there.”
Shweta could not respond. She felt claustrophobic. Her hands shivered and she doubled over on the floor.
Alarmed, Sagar patted and consoled her.
“It’s alright. Take it easy!”
In a few minutes, Shweta seemed to recover. The colour of her cheeks returned and she was able to stand up. She felt a little embarrassed at her behaviour towards Sagar.
“I’m sorry, Sagar. It was that song. Diamond Ring.”
“That’s a beautiful song. What in it made you run?”
“That was the same song the guy who molested me played that night six years back.” Shweta managed to say. She was struggling to holding back her tears.
Sagar was speechless. He looked at her with empathy and smiled.
Sometimes, music holds bad memories too, thought Sagar. He held Shweta’s hands in his and together they walked back to his apartment.
I’m taking part in the Write Tribe ProBlogger Challenge. The prompt for Day 8 is “Put your music player on shuffle/turn the radio to your favorite station – write a post using the song as your prompt.”
True, music can evoke different emotions in people. Must have been such a traumatic experience for her if that song still manages to send shivers down her spine.
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It must have indeed been a very traumatic experience. But now she has Sagar for support and to allay all her fears.
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Indeed! Some good, bad and ugly memories are tied up with songs always. But its important to raise above them and reach a stage where it doesn’t effect us. It is hard but not impossible. After all our peace of mind is most important.
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That’s right, Keerthi. It’s hard and hope Sagar guides Shweta to a world of peace of mind, love and support.
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That was nicely carved story.
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Thank you, Ravi.
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Sree, can u guide me on how to submit on this forum
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Ravi, are you asking about the Write Tribe challenges?
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Yes Sree. Is there a word limit on submission?
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There is no word limit but keep it short because readers generally love short posts. But first, I think you need to be a member of Write Tribe, of you are not one already. And the present challenge is about to end. Come over on Facebook, we’ll chat there.
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Sure, thanks. Makes sense
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Well, that didn’t go at all in the direction I was thinking.. Kinda’ creeped me out but it’s true. Not all songs bring back memories of hearts n’ roses. – #writebravely
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Yes, some songs can be a reminder of a horrific past, as Shweta found out. Thank you for stopping by and reading 🙂
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Indeed music could hold bad memories too – I thought he is going to propose her and she is not ready. Never expected it would be something so dreadful
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Thanks for your thoughts, Akshata. I wanted to highlight the possibility of music evoking bad memories. On another day, with another music playing, Sagar might propose her. Let’s see 🙂
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Oh no! I always thought music only makes life beautiful.
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Music can bring about bad memories too, sadly.
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I really liked the story! Very well thought about!
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Thanks, Zainab!
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Music can bring so many memories. It would have been a terrible memory for her and thanks to him for been there.
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What we fear most is a recurrence of a traumatic incident. I think that’s what prompted Shweta to run. But she was lucky she had Sagar who loved her a lot. Else, it would have been really horrible.
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Sigh, we never know which song will hit the wrong chord. Good use of prompt and story, Sree. Goosebumps.
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Yeah, some of the most awesome songs we like may turn out to remind another person of a horrendous stage of their life. Sagar didn’t know but I guess Shweta was spooked because of the scars of that episode. Thanks, Ashu!
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Music can definitely hold bad memories, and trigger them instantaneously. Sad that that happened at such a time, but good that the guy was understanding of the situation.
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Yeah, that instantaneous trigger was just too much for her. Having a person who understood really helped her.
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This was a novel take on the prompt Sreedeep; sometimes music can evoke terrible memories too!!!
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When we think of music, we are drawn to sweet memories mostly. I think in this case she was quite taken aback by that music because of the scars of the molestation. Lucky she had Sagar with her.
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Forgot to thank you in my previous reply. This reply is for thanking you 🙂
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Indeed music can transport us to dark places sometimes. In a way I am relieved that she opened up about it to Sagar and that he is the kind of guy who held her hand and comforted her.
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I think Shweta was deeply troubled because it was the same song. That instant panic talks volumes about the scars of the molestation. She is very lucky she had Sagar who was understanding and filled with empathy.
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