There are some sounds which keep on ringing in our memories. I can locate my sweet old ajantha clock's alarm in my sleep and switch it off. I can still hear the sa-re -ga-ma-pa-da of my childhood Veena playings. I love my mom calling/yelling/shouting my name. I love to hear the ding-dong of my old clock. I feel the freshness when ever I hear computer booting. Also the familiar four beeps of the oven.
But some sound's are druggy... It puts me the trance state..
When 'you' called my name...
When 'you' pulled my leg...
It makes me glide..
My cellphone's SMS tone.. can wake me up.. even if a earthquake fails..
The word 'Duffer' Sounds too goodd... all because of U...
Oh no... The feeble sound of you crying can melt the rocks... no no....
I want to hear ur voice again.. I want to hear my name from you...
