A Heartfelt Tribute to KK

As one grows older - responsibilities & stress starts becoming a part of routine life, we fondly remember our childhood. We say it was happy, carefree, fun!


But when we look back at our childhood we don't remember much of it. It's those few moments that seem to sum it up - a family trip, summers at grandparents, school bus rides & songs through which we sung our childhood away.


Even today when we listen to a song we remember the moments encapsulated in that song - when we first heard it, when it hit our hearts - memories of school, family, first love, first heartbreak - nostalgia is basically through that song.


Today when I heard the news of KK having passed away - I was jolted, shattered, heartbroken. It felt like a personal loss. Because his songs were a major part of my childhood. I remember singing loud his songs in school trips, in house parties or jamming to them solo - lost to the world.


I remember swaying to Hum Rahe Ya Na Rahe Kal & Yaaron Dosti during my farewells

I remember noting down lyrics of Hai Junoon to sing it to myself

I recall shouting out "O Meri Jaan" & "Kya Mujhe Pyaar hai" during antakshari in school trips

I remember crying to Beetein Lamhen& dancing to Dus Bahane & Desi Boyz.

Almost all of his songs have a specific memory attached for me.


Today when I listen to his songs I find my heart heavy with grief & eyes brimming with tears. It feels like someone snatched away a special part of my happy carefree childhood. If I could, I would run through all his songs in a day. But his songs are not to be just listened to, but felt & savoured slowly - each song to be heard on a loop till the heart is satisfied with the experience. My dream of watching him perform live will always remain incomplete!


He had a unique voice & an attractive vibe to his songs that was mesmerizing. You could easily identify his voice in a multitude of singers. He also seemed to have sung a variety of songs that suit this day, this moment perfectly. Songs like Beetein Lamhen, Yaaron & Pyaar ke Pal now just hit different. He seems to be so fortunate that he died doing what he loved & singing the song that could be the best tribute to himself.


His songs now play in mind in slow motion, like a flashback - like the last few lines of so many of his songs. He definitely left a void in the music industry & in all our hearts by his demise. But his music will continue to live on & will be immortalized in our hearts & memories!


RIP KK! Thank you for your music & our childhood!

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