The Playlist Nostalgia

Playlist Nostalgia: A Musical Trip down the Memory Lane

Hey, you want a trip? A fucking free trip? Guess what, I don't have one. It's just a free advice , but that's enough. You just follow this and you 'll have your own trip down the memory lane, Oops! Such a Cliched phrase! That's not creativity-block, it's just that I am not Hemingway, you see.

So Here's one! Have Fun.

So the magic of playlists is that if these stay, these stay. Like whenever you listen to an old playlist the vivid or haunted images, depending upon your personal experiences, from past start dancing miraculously in front of your eyes, nobody gives a fuck shut or open.
And when this happens, now wait there and take a good deep note of these images, like the Taxman, Oh no! I am not a magician and this is not an insinuation, it's just nostalgia, Your own fucking Ex-World trying to communicate to you. Its like an escapade, to see your past whirling rhythmically to the beats of some old songs you can play as and when you want when the whole world is just ready to pay anything to get a slight glimpse of their future and you, my "Sad guy" as Richard Flanagan would say to those who have nothing but past, are dancing with your past with some old songs nobody gives a shit about but wait neither do you, right, do you? Oh I got you! You're a typical People-conscious-son-of-a-bitch who would cry like a little girl on your mother's chest if at all the world stopped giving fucks about you, yes YOU, because YOU are fucking important, YOU are fucking important!
And I am not Bullshitting and this Playlist Experiment is tried and tested and for a fact is true, no matter how high you are! So Now, you have got to hear my story, not because I am important, but because it may interest YOU and as I said - YOU are important.

I had this playlist when I was about to appear for my board exams:

1.Radio : The Corrs

2.Girlfriend in Coma : The Smiths

3.Bailamos : Enrique Iglesias

4.Norwegian Wood : The Beatles

5.Hey Jude : The Beatles

6.Some Girls are Bigger than the others : The Smiths

So yeah, I used to play these six songs over and over again along with being involved with a couple of more newly-adopted activities like smoking cigarettes, playing card games but with the ultimate aim of staying up and studying the whole night which I eventually kept down to staying up the whole night. And time used to pass just like that, with these songs being played on repeat over and over again & the Decent guy in the next dorm requesting me a couple of times at night to turn down the volume to which I would reply immediately: “Fuck Off”, even though I would turn the volume down before saying that. You can only do such things to a Decent person. The world is filthy and you have to contribute your filth, I did it this way. And if you don't, you may face very soon somebody dumping a load of this filth all over you. If you see now, that too was like a playlist, our conversation, being played on repeat over and over again, every night, without any fail. Yeah, that's the song number Seven. Congratulations, You got a Rainbow Now.