It's insanely torturous, is it not? The same song playing in your cranial jukebox in repeat mode without a break, for more than two weeks...
It's unstoppable, though I haven't caught most of the words yet. It's unstoppable, though I don't understand half of the meaning of those words I've made out. It's unstoppable, though I'm unable to relate to the exact feelings conveyed by the meaning...
This one caught me unawares. May be it's the accordion, may be it's the absence of any fusion-like stuff, may be it's just the magic of A.R.Rahman. Whatever it is, Rahman will remain unforgiven for this.
I already know the notes by-heart and may be I'd record it sometime soon.
After all, I love to here myself singing 'When You Say Nothing At All' with Ronan Keating. Aaargh...that scale-change sucks, I agree. But this song... I might get it right all the way.
Nenjukulle...
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